Holes in fences and in one pet-shop owner's willpower

I stepped into the alley with Ms. Doggett close behind me... a little too close, really. I was willing to ignore that basic breach of human decency, but soon realized a worse one had been inflicted upon me: at some point, the end of that leash had stopped flapping against the backs of my thighs. She'd wrapped the loose end around one wrist and was now holding it like we were out for a walk! I pleaded with her to please, quit kidding around...

"I'm just keeping it out of your way~" the pet store owner giggled back, pressing one palm to her cheek while keeping hold of the leash's end with the other. The least she could do would be to back up, right? Who walks their dog from that close a distance? Maybe I should have just been thankful she wasn't **** me with it, but at the moment, I didn't feel like thanking her for anything. I felt like I was really putting in a hard day's work for my first paycheck...

For just a moment, I wanted to set aside pervy Ms. Doggett, my predatory employer, and everything else, focusing on what I came to this agency to do: solve mysteries! This one, at first, seemed to be a bit of a head-scratcher, pointing to the anti-climax answer that there had never been any dogs to begin with. After all, as I moved further into the alley, I realized that far from an outlet to the street, this alley simply led to a dead end in the form of the rusted back-door of another business establishment. A sign near the handle read, in Japanese and English: "DO NOT OPEN UNLESS IN EMERGENCY. ALARM WILL SOUND!" There was no way that the dogs had continued forward this way and the fences were simply too tall for the dogs to escape that way.

I looked over my shoulder at my client one more time, twisting my torso to get the floppy dog-hood out of the way, and then questioned her: there were puppies, right? Real puppies that escaped your place of business or were stolen. Right?

"Yes, that's right."

I gestured with my open arms, detailing the small, enclosed space and the relative lack of any avenue through which puppies could have escaped. Just as I was about to really lay into her about the trouble she'd caused, wasting ODD's time by calling in this fake report, I noticed a hole, hidden in the darkness nearby the doorway I'd first exited through. It was... puppy-sized. It could indeed be that a dog had slipped through there. Sighing, I followed my integrity as a detective and let her know my findings.

"Oh, joy! Please, crawl through and retrieve my precious puppies!"

Now hold on just a moment, Ms. Doggett! The logical response is to dress into normal clothes and navigate around to the other place of business, then ask to inspect their back yard, is it not?! If I crawl through the privacy fence into their place of business, then I'm the criminal performing a breaking and entering!

"B-But time is of the essence! Please! You're the only one of the two of us who's small enough to fit through the hole. These would just get in the way..." To make clear the meaning of her words-- or perhaps to seduce me-- the woman grabbed a hand to the underside of each of her tremendous, pillowy breasts and pushed them up against her apron.

I nodded and quietly decided to crawl through before she made me stiff again...

The back alley was dirty and muddy. It was fit for dogs, not for people! I found myself whining with displeasure as I dragged bikini-clad body through the muck, keeping extra low to avoid scratching myself on any of the boards. I recommended that she'd definitely want to get this fence repaired later.

"Don't make an angry face, Ms. Hojo! I will, I will~"

That lackadaisical answer convinced me of nothing. I dug myself in deeper, reaching both arms through and pulling my slim shoulders under. My breasts were... no problem at all. That's just another part of being slender. Small breasts like this are an advantage for a detective and nothing to be ashamed of. My waist came through next. At least this position basically hid my erection in that scandalous bikini she'd given me, although, dragging it through the mud didn't feel especially dignified. These aren't the kind of details you'll find in The Hounds of Baskerville or another reputable investigation story...

With half of my body now through, I blinked behind my muddy glasses and readjusted my eyes, to see to the other side. There, in the far corner, hanging around near a dumpster behind the neighboring facility... the puppies! They were actually pretty adorable, sitting there and wagging their tails as they watched me crawl through. Seeing their cute faces felt like a reward for all of my hard work. It hurt me to imagine them growing up to be like those chocolate labs. Once they were full-sized, they'd be as big as me and completely impossible to play with. Such a shame...

Wait! There's a bigger shame here, in multiple senses of the word! My butt is caught in the boards!!

"Oh dear... It seems just that one part of you is so plump and round, it can't fit through~" Doggett giggled.

Don't call it plump and round! It's normal-sized! Worse, I could tell that she'd crouched down behind me. I told her that whatever she was thinking of doing, she needed to focus on our client / detective relationship. Th-The terms of our contract are basically over, right? I've found her dogs! She could really just go ahead and head back inside, call the agency, and tell them what a good job I did finding her puppies. I'll get the adorable little guys back inside. Whatever you're thinking of doing, Ms. Doggett, just don't do it!

"Hmmm? I was just going to help you, Ms. Hojo. Your cute doggie bum is stuck in the fence." I could practically hear the unmasked lust dripping off of the woman's words and picture her drooling like a predator. "There are a lot of ways I'd like to help you... I can't resist 'helping you' any longer!"

Aaaaagh! There's only one way that makes sense to help me in this situation, right?! Which 'lot of ways' are you talking about?! I began to kick my legs in protest as I tried to change my position by my own power. Maybe I can push myself all the way through the other side? Maybe I should try and get my shoulders back out of the hole? O-Or maybe struggling will just make it worse?