Disguised Asmr Novels & Stories

"Darwin Boones. You have been escaping justice for so much longer than you should. You're not going to stop on your own, so I will stop you. And you will regret all the mistakes you made in your life when I'm done with you." Amara put Darwin's picture back into her cabinet and prepared everything she needed. Just like what she normally does whenever she needs to get close to his target, Amara chose her new disguise. And this time, she chose a tan, auburn-haired lady with blue eyes. Since Amara started earning for herself, she trained herself to disguise in hundred different ways. She even learned all the ways to do makeup. Learned how to blend different colors to match the skin color she's w

“She’s doing it. Just like you thought.” Beauty had drifted toward the private collection table where, among the legitimate pieces, Jack had placed one very specific “lot.” A rare, stolen artifact. Not actually stolen, it was a replica, planted there intentionally, tagged with a discreet security marker. The moment Beauty touched it, Victor’s hidden camera caught her. And the second Marcus’s hand joined hers on the piece, a subtle alert was sent to one of Jack’s allies, a retired investigator with plenty of friends in the right places. Jack moved in, his timing precise. “Admiring the piece?”

This will be given anonymously to the FBI. “Xièxiè. Hurios wǒ dǎzhāohū.” I say to the Asian back in mandarin with an Irish accent. [ Translation: Thank you. Tell Hurios I said Hi.] My face is straight. Although with a full disguise on my face, I have my shades on and my fingers are padded with gloves and a fake hand. The face this man sees staring back at him is a fake one engineered by one of the best lab technicians in my care.

I muttered. Her eyes widened. “Really?” She asked. I nodded. “Yeah, it's because he disguised himself as another person.” Ava's mouth opened. “What, how is that possible?” She asked. I shook my head. “I don't know, but I saw his picture, and the disguise was so perfect that you would have never imagined it, Jake.” “This Jake is really a criminal. How did he do that?” She said. I sighed. “We are in the digital age; there is nothing impossible.” I said.

Lucky bas*ard" as the started shoveling dirt upon the mound. I covered my mouth trying to muffled my harsh breaths from bein heard After what felt like an eternity I finally came out of my hiding spot. Only to have a handkerchief pressed to my mouth inhaling some sweet scent instantly I felt light headed to a point I must have passed out but before I lost consciousness I could have sworn I seen my own face starting down at me grimming maliciously as I vision blurred. "Let's make sure he won't like you anymore" I seen the glint of a scapleThat can't be right I must be hallucinations or something.. It can't be me. Can it???

It was barely a whisper as if just my lips were moving. My eyes go shut due to tiredness in me. I saw a tall frame sprint by me, too quick for me to see. I felt them kneeled beside me. Opening my eyelids midway but not enough to see the face but I heard nothing except loud ringing in my ears. I felt the floor thumping as movements happened. "Help." Too tired and weak I closed my eyes not knowing who it was. And unconscious took over me. Alesso I enter through the nmansion gates disappointed with the rest of my men. Someone had hacked into our security cams, but they were not smart enough as they couldn't access the footage.

“Don’t waste any more of our time.” His eyes watered like that would earn him mercy. He gotta try harder, because not a single part of me felt moved. “I don’t know! T-they called me u-using a burner phone.” “They i-introduced themselves as someone from a lab.” I tapped my fingers against his chest. “Names. Give me names. Who are they?” He shook his head. “N-no o-one knows. They call them Doctor Q.” “Doctor Q?” I raised my gun, aiming for his shoulder. “That sounds made-up. Try again.”

If I were to walk around acting skittish and like I’m trying not to get people’s attention, it would ultimately have the opposite effect. Think about a magician and their assistant. For the trick to be effective, one must distract the audience, while the second performs the trick. Have the assistant dance around in a pretty outfit, directing your attention to all the places except the one where the trick is happening. Make gestures that appear comical and exaggerated. Will they seem ridiculous? Perhaps, but you'll be so busy watching them, you’ll miss the trick. Disguise is an art form, and I can admit, it’s not my strong suit. But I don’t need to go deep undercover. I just need to get throu

Time to vanish into someone else. Naomi’s silence screamed trouble—either she was compromised or in danger. I grabbed a plain black tuxedo from my closet, nothing flashy. I slicked my hair back, glued on an itchy fake beard, and swapped my grey eyes for brown contacts. Wire-rimmed glasses made me look like a forgettable investor. In the mirror, I was a stranger. Perfect.

"Which means I need to head back to the dorm to put on some makeup. You're going to have to wait for me." "Makeup?" Arlo's hands twitch nervously at his sides. He looks at me, his gaze dropping shyly. "You...you already look perfect. You don't need makeup." I pause, giving him a deeply amused look. "Are you flirting with me, hacker boy? Keep up. I have a client to impersonate." Back in my dorm, I dive into my stash of looted disguise supplies. A few layers of aggressive contouring, a pair of heavy-duty boot lifts, and two strategically placed party balloons later, I am successfully transformed into the Academy's resident Succubus.