The cop.

You realize after all that has happened tonight you just want to go home and as you are now a penniless shemale with only a tiny amount of clothing to your name and no money, you realize the only thing you can possibly do is go to the cop and beg for help. “Help me please, those guys **** me and stole all of my money and clothes.”

He looks you over seeming to be trying to figure out exactly what to make of you and finally speaks, “Sure come with me.” He extends his big calloused hand and takes yours to lead you over to his squad car. “Here, climb in the back while I call this in, and cover yourself with this.” He hands you a t shirt that says “SECURITY” in bold yellow letters from the trunk, seeing you eye it he adds, “Yeah I work some weekends at the stadium.”

“Ok, thank you.” You climb in and he closes the door, that is when you realize it is locked and there is no way you can get out of here. This wouldn’t normally alarm you but after how weird tonight has gone so far you feel a moment of panic.”

He climbs in the car and asks, “Ok miss, where do you live I will take you home.”

You give him your address and he speeds off into the night, eventually you curl up on the seat and fall asleep. Finally the car stops and you awake to the sound of the door opening and see you are…