Sabrina the Teenage Cop

Sabrina ducked down a side street, leaving the confused police officer and the taxi behind. She took another couple of turns to make sure they would not follow her and ask her questions she could not answer. By the time she stopped and looked around, she had come to a realisation.

She was lost.

She turned around, trying to find something familiar, hitching up her borrowed pants as she did. The uniform had been a size too big when she got it, but it felt now like it was somehow stretching, the waistband was unwilling to stay in place without her holding it.

"Help! Police!"

Sabrina turned at the sound of the cry. A woman was standing in the doorway of a nearby shop, looking right at her.

"Right, the uniform." Sabrina reminded herself. She wondered if she was going to get in trouble for pretending to be a cop, but if she was caught she was in enough trouble already.

"Help!" the woman called again. Sighing, Sabrina pulled up the pants again and walked over. Behind the woman stood a teenage girl, pouting.

"Who are you supposed to be?" the teenager asked.

"I'm... I'm a cop." Sabrina replied, trying to sound authoritative.

"You look like you're wearing a grown-up's clothes." the girl said.

"I am a grown-up!" Sabrina protested, but she knew what the girl meant. The uniform seemed to fit her even worse now, the blouse was starting to sag and threatened to dip below her breasts.

"This girl" the woman interjected angrily, "comes in here every day to steal things. I insist you arrest her!"

"Nuh-uh!" the girl exclaimed, "She's just a crazy woman. And you're not a real cop!"

"Am too!"

"Are not!"

"Am too!"

"Are not!"

"Now, look here!" Sabrina stamped her foot, but regretted it as the movement caused her blue pants to drop to the floor.

"Look at what?" the girl laughed, pointing at Sabrina's exposed crotch for emphasis.

"Not that!" Sabrina covered herself with both hands.

"Really!" the shop owner cried indignantly.

"Oops!" Sabrina exclaimed. As she held her hands in place, she could feel her uniform blouse start to slip down her arms. "Look, er, not look. I mean, did you steal anything?"

"What if I did? You're not a cop. Can't even keep your clothes on!"

"That's... That's irrelevant!" Sabrina blushed, wishing she had never started this. The blouse was starting to get worryingly loose, and she still hadn't pulled up her pants.

"I really do think you might take the uniform of your position a bit more seriously." the shop owner tutted.

"I assure you, I take this completely..." Sabrina trailed off as the blouse slipped from her shoulders, and was loose enough to fall down to her elbows, her bare breasts rising up through the top.

"Nice boobs!" the teenager laughed. The shop owner tutted again, louder.

"No!" Sabrina exclaimed. She straightened to cover her breasts, then half-crouched to try and cover her crotch as well. With all her movement and squirming the uniform slipped further off her, the buttons of the blouse sliding easily from their holes to allow it free movement. "Not again!"

She turned and ran from the store, now naked again.