Down at the station

Lauren whimpered as the car pulled up to the police station, the policewoman stepping out of the car and leading her inside. As the officer opened the door to the station, other officers and individuals turned to look as Lauren was pushed forward by the policewoman.

To make matters worse, Lauren's hands were still cuffed behind her, the little woman unable to cover her flat chest, hairless privates, or chubby butt. Lauren blushed scarlet as she saw the onlookers either cover their mouths to stifle laughter or glare at her in disgust as they shook their heads.

"Okay," the policewoman said as she stopped Lauren in front of a phone, "you get one phone call before I put you into the holding cell while I type up this little incident report."

Lauren bit her lip as the officer picked up the phone and placed it to Lauren's ear. She wasn't sure who to call. None of her employees would ever help her after that performance. She could call Vanessa, but that was likely to make her situation worse before it got better. She shuddered. As much as she hated to admit it, there was only one person left for her to call. Letting out a sigh, Lauren told the officer her mother's work number, the policewoman pressing the buttons before placing the phone to her ear again.

"Shop N' Save Superstore, how may we help you today?"

"Yeah, is Victoria Adkins there?" Lauren asked, "This is her daughter, Lauren. Please tell her this is kind of an emergency."

"Right away!" The person on the other end said. Lauren waited for a few seconds until she heard her mother's voice.

"Lauren, what's wrong?!" Victoria asked, panic in her voice. "Are you okay?!"

"More or less..." Lauren muttered. Louder, she said, "Mom, I need you to come pick me up from the police station, and I need you to - "

"The police station?!" Victoria shrieked in shock. "What are you doing there?!"

"I'll explain when you get here," Lauren responded, "but I need you to swing by my house and - "

"I'll be right there!" Victoria shouted, interrupting Lauren once again. "I'm leaving work right now to pick you up! We'll get this sorted out!"

"No, no, no! Wait, Mom! I need you to bring me some - " Lauren shouted, only to be interrupted by the sound of a dial tone. Her mother had already hung up.

"... Clothes." She finished pathetically as the policewoman hung up the phone.

With that done, the policewoman lead Lauren to an empty holding cell, opening the door before uncuffing the naked woman. As Lauren briefly rubbed her wrists, the officer closed and locked the door behind her. With another whimper, Lauren sat down on the bench, squeezing her legs together and covering her nonexistent chest with her hands as she waited for the inevitable.