Hopefully the security team can talk her out of this!

You (admittedly with ****) remove one hand from Zoe's ass to rub along her bare back. She gives a little chirp-like purring sound in response. Weird...

"Hey, c'mon. Let's head to the security tent. See if you can get me set up as your bodyguard," you say, smiling in what you hope is an encouraging way. Secretly, you're hoping the security team will talk her out of this.

"Okay!" She hops off your lap, her massive marshmallow peeps giving a bounce and a jiggle that you find incredibly distracting. She turns and starts to pad barefoot across the grass, but rather than heading out of the backstage crate area she was using as a break spot, she climbs back onto one of the crates opposite the stage and behind some booths. You're too distracted by her flashing dat fat ass at you as she climbs up and peeks between two of the solid wood backs of the stalls to... Wait, that's not the exit. What is she doing? Wait, no... it couldn't be.

She knocks on the back of the stall on the right in an odd pattern that seems random. It's barely seconds before you hear a male voice.

"Zoe the Bunny? Is that you?"

"I'm on break right now, Jerry! It's just Zoe."

"Sure thing, Zoe! What can I do ya for?" You can't pinpoint the owner of the voice and you don't know any Jerry, but he sounds older and quite jolly, like some silly uncle figure.

"I need a favor, please?" she begins, her voice putting on cute humility.

"Anything for you, Zoe!"

"Can I get another security badge and stocked utility belt? Put the name Sam on it."

"Really, Zoe? Why?"

Why? More like how! You're not sure if these guys are a private security company hired for the fair or something else, but you're pretty sure there's rules and probably even laws about this!

"Had a bit of a scare with some bullies I know! Friend of mine would be great as a bodyguard." Friend? "Don't worry, he doesn't need a baton or defense spray! Just give me a belt with the basic safety equipment and a badge with his name on it so that others know he's authorized to protect me! We can make him a temporary deputy. I'll feel safer knowing there's someone I trust who I know can defend me when I'm making my rounds. Even if he's not a deterrent just from standing next to me, he can fight and he can subdue anyone looking to start anything! He's really good! Please?" Zoe begs to the man behind the stall.

Jerry lets out a fond laugh from behind the wood panel wall. "Zoe, I just can't say no to you! Fine. If anything happens, I'll explain to the chief, but he's still your responsibility, got it?"

"Yessir, Jerry!" the weirdo chirps.

There's some silence, presumably while Jerry gets the badge and belt ready. As you wait, you stand awkwardly while Zoe remains kneeling on the crates, face up against the small gap between the two booths. You can't believe this is right behind the security booth... What are the odds? But how is this legal or allowed? Temporarily deputizing someone into the fairground security staff? When you headed out for the county fair today, you didn't expect any of this! And that's not even accounting for Zoe's naked ass wiggling in front of you in this little crate-filled nook between the back of the stage and the back of a line of stalls! Damn, that booty looks spankable... And she's just hanging it out in the open, right in front of you, bare and exposed...