The Vegas Case

The glare of a flashlight broke through the pitch black darkness of the vacant gallery, as a slender silhouette dropped from the vents above. The only part of her body visible was her pale face and wine coloured hair, for the black catsuit that hugged her hourglass frame blended with the darkness. The thief's flashlight scanned the exhibits and glass cases, before landing on her prize. A golden statuette of a hare, the crowning jewel of Ignacio Valdez's private collection.

Jane, for that was her name, recalled the myths surrounding the hare, that it would grant wishes to it's user, but that it would take their belongings as payment. But Jane wasn't a superstitious woman. To her, it was merely a hunk of gold that could settle her debts.

Jane procured a small bag of stones, and carefully swapped it for the hare. She had hoped that the stones would match the weight of the statuette, so as not to trigger the weighted platform beneath it. She was proven wrong when the gallery lit up and the alarms began blaring. "Damn it!" The thief quickly retreated to the vent she came from and grabbed the rope, but it snapped immediately. Without it, the vent was too high up for her to climb back in.

I knew I should've brought sturdier rope! I wish I had another way out.

Suddenly, Jane found that she was no longer standing in Valdez's estate, but in the city square. I've pulled off some unlikely escapes, but this is getting ridiculous. However, the staring crowds surrounding her put aside her queries on her miracoluos teleportation. Looking down, Jane saw that she was no longer wearing her catsuit, and was now clad only in her underwear.

"EEP!" Jane hugged herself, only for the hare to make contact with her bare skin, which reminded her of the legends surrounding it's power. Perhaps they had been true? Only one way to find out.

"I wish I was back home!"

As if by magic, Jane found herself outside the front door to her apartment. She grabbed the door knob, but it refused to open.

"Of course, I left my keys in the car."

The door behind Jane opened, and she heard a shocked gasp. Jane whipped round to see her landlord standing in shock. Jane looked down, and saw that she was no longer wearing any panties. Covering her crotch with the hare, she gave an awkward smile. "Could you open the door for me? It seems I've locked myself out."

Jane collapsed on her bed and let out a scream into her pillow. She wasn't sure if her landlord getting an eyeful of her butt was better or worse than streaking across the city in her underwear. No matter, she had succeeded in her heist, and could finally pay off her debt. But when Jane inspected her prize, she discovered a branded set of words: "Property of Ignacio Valdez."

Jane screamed in her pillow yet again. No one was going to buy something so obviously stolen from a mobster! All that effort for nothing! How was she supposed to pay her debts now?

Jane looked down on the golden hare in her hands, it's monetary value now rendered nil. "Wait a minute, of course! The hare!" But after her recent experiences, did she want to use it. She'd lost a perfectly good catsuit and pair of panties to it's power. But then again, her bra no longer had a matching undergarment. May as well be rid of it than having clashing colours in an odd underwear set.

"I wish there was a way I could easily pay off my debt, without **** or thievery!"

Jane looked down, and was unsurprised to see that her bra had vanished, leaving her small breasts exposed. But what really surprised the thief was that she was no longer in her apartment. Why would the hare teleport her again? Surely it would've just given her some money, or written her a check? But Jane's they widened in horror as she realised where she was: the office of Serena Ollistra, the mob boss of whom she was in debt to. Before she could flee, the door to the office opened. A thug grabbed her, as his boss stepped in after him. "Well, well, well, if it isn't Jane, and looking rather worse for wear." Ollistra approached her prey. She grabbed the hare and inspected it, tutting. "You must've been **** to pay off your debt if you went after Valdez. But at least I know you were trying."

She placed the hare on her desk, and turned to the thief. "Tell you what, I'm feeling generous. I'll consider the hare a down payment if you work for me for a little while. After that, I'll consider your debt repaid. And seeing you in this bare state makes me think you would make an excellent stripper."

"What? no!"

"It's either stripping, or I inform Valdez on who stole his property."

Jane groaned, She should be careful what she wished for.