Offer a sacrifice

You wince as soon as the idea comes to mind. Stump is in no condition to offer much help, and you can’t risk your own head getting all weird because of penis. Sorry, Professor, but this has to be done. It’s for her sake too, after all.

“Hey, Mr. Team Rocket, could you come over here?” you ask shakily.

He irritably responds, “What? Are you trying some stupid plan again? You three never learn your lesson.”

“It’s not that, it’s just, umm…”

“Spit it out!” he demands.

“Sorry! M-My friend, she um, she’s having trouble as you can see. And you’re her favorite, so I thought you could, um…”

Bluff Check: Passed!

“Her favorite, huh?” he asks, smiling arrogantly. “I can imagine why. Move aside ****, it’s time for me to go play favorites.”

“Th-Thank you sir.”

The guard strides with confidence to the corner of the cell, dropping his pants and shoving his cock into Stump’s mouth in one fluid motion. Maybe your regret was misplaced, since Stump sounds quite happy with her surprise mouthfucking. You can’t really blame her, either. Having a dick to suck right now sounds wonderful.

No! Bad slutty brain! Focus!

His pants are around his ankles. His keys are on the waistband. Stump’s chains are rattling around, too, creating a clanging noise that could cover the sound of you taking the keys. This should work fine, as long as your dumb, ****-addled brain isn’t forgetting something.

You slip the keys off of the loop without arousing suspicion. Yes! That… that’s it! You did it! You got the keys at last! …Was it always that easy? You kneel a few feet away from the happy couple for a few seconds, holding the keys victoriously until you realize… he’s gonna see you holding the keys when he leaves!

You panic, looking around the cell for somewhere to hide the keys and finding nothing but the dirty blankets you have to sleep on. That’ll work. You slowly make your way to your “bed” and tuck yourself in, keeping the keys concealed while you do. Waiting out the sounds of a sloppy blowjob is harder than you expected, and you nearly resort to masturbating a few times. Fortunately, you manage to keep it together long enough for the guard to finish up and leave, barely paying you any mind as he does.

Once his footsteps have disappeared, you get back up and assess the situation. Professor Stump is leaned against the corner in a seeming state of bliss with cum adorning her face, and Officer Jenny is yawning and stretching in her cell, likely having just woken up. You rally the two of them as best you can, encouraging them to get their heads straight. It’s time to go.