More Than Anyone Expected.

Huffing down the hall, Jane catches up with Veronica just as she is about to push the double doors open. *Crash!* the doors go flying as the powerfully built Amazon with the heaving, huge tits walks in like a wrecking ball. Jane walks in right on her heels, diminutive and scared, she is nothing like the confident rookie who has already made a lasting impression in less than an hour.

"Alright guys.... and gals, Let's keep it clean alright? We will start Physical Endurance Training Qualifiers with self defense." The Sergeant replies as he looks at the line of C.S.I. Officers standing opposite of him as he paces back and forth across the mat. "Let's start with Boggs and..." He pauses, pointing up and down the row, ignoring the only two women standing side by side on the edge. "Cafferty."

Watching as the two men take to the mat, one plays the police officer, the other a criminal. "Stop right there with your hands up!" Boggs' shouts while aiming an imaginary pistol at Cafferty.

"Fuck off Pig!" Cafferty yells and lunges at Boggs. Instantly Arms and legs intertwine and Boggs has Cafferty on the mat with his arms pinned behind his back, a foot between his legs keeping them spread.

"Good work men, that's what I want to see." The Sergeant nods in approval as the two officer's clasps hands and walk off the mat. "Next lets go with Jensen and O'Connell." The next twenty minutes go much like the first, all the men alternate between themselves while Veronica and Jane wait patiently for their turn.

Well almost because Veronica's foot is tapping over and over against the floor like Thumper the Rabbit. "Hey, when is it going to be my turn?" Veronica calls out in the middle of another round. Startled, the combatants look up just as the criminal gets the upper hand and face plants the officer who was about to win but was distracted by Wonder Woman's bellicose lungs!

With everyone looking their way, Jane cannot help but cross her arms over her chest and looks away as the males look over with grins. "Well... Detective Black. If you want a turn, come on up and show us what you got. I'll even let you choose who your role, so what will it be?"

"I'll be the criminal." Veronica selects her role with a big grin as she crosses her arms under her big breasts, squishing them together.

"Alright, Jane, come on, you are the officer, let's go." The Sergeant directs with a grin as he, and everyone else, watches Veronica's big tits drop the moment she drops her arms and rumble around her T shirt for a minute.

Taking a deep breath, Jane exhales slowly walks up to the mat. Taking another deep, slow breath, Jane looks across the mat at Veronica who is grinning. "Alright dirt bag, hands where I can see them!" Jane shouts as she holds up her gun.

*POW!* Jane never saw the swift kick to her gut coming as she flies back and slams into the gym floor with a crack of her head against the hardwood! "Ow..." Jane groans, seeing stars above her head as her hands fall to her sides, the childish finger gun still formed in her right hand.

"Wow! Nice work, wouldn't want to try to arrest you!" The Sergeant exclaims excitedly as Veronica poses like Super Girl, complete with a big grin.

"To easy..." Veronica replies before walking across the gym and helping Jane to her feet. "You alright squirt?"

"It's Jane..." Jane replies breathlessly as she rises from the floor clutching her gut. Hearing the chuckles around her, whatever dignity she had left was now lost. No one would take her seriously again!

"Sure thing Janey..." Veronica replies, turning as she pulls her stumbling partner into her for more support.

"Ugh..." Jane moans in pain and further humiliation as she feels her partner's soft tit sliding up and down her arm as she is walked back to the mat.

"Are you okay Fuller?" The Sergeant asks while trying to suppress his big smile behind his hand.

"Yeah, give me a minute..." Jane replies as Veronica steps back. Catching her breath on her knees, she knows that tomorrow morning there will be a big bruise covering her abdomen. Taking a few minute to collect herself, she finally rises and smiles. "Alright, I'm ready."

'Good, now switch roles." The Sergeant orders and now Veronica is poised, holding her 'gun'.

"I only shoot a .357 Magnum boys." Veronica replies winking as they all stare back her lustfully. Looking to Jane, Veronica squares up and smirks. "Hands in the air, you're busted bitch!"

"Pound sand..." Jane replies lamely and winces when Veronica approaches her to cuff her. Reacting more out of fear than any martial skill. Crouching down, Jane throws a weak punch but instead her fingers curl into the front of Veronica's shorts and pulls down.

"Whoa!" The guys exclaim when Veronica's shorts and thong stretch down to reveal her shaven sex but more importantly her two inch, rock hard thumb, aka her excited clit, bobbing up and down!

Staring wide eyed at her partner's excitement, Jane can see that Veronica's crotch is dripping and covered in thick, salty sweat! "You fucking bitch!" Veronica cries as she slams her butted hands down onto Jane's head with such **** that she knocks her partner out cold... When Jane woke up an hour later, she arose to a gym filled with groaning men with Veronica knelt beside her final foe, cuffing him with imaginary hand cuffs.