Tries to explain

Everyone shouts out compliments to Wendy, like this night couldn't get any worse!

"Yay!! Wendy you rule!!"

"I can't believe it! Those are the nicest titties I ever saw in my life!"

"Why did you take your clothes off, freak?!"

"What's going on here?" The big security guard asks, trying to look Wendy in the eye.

Wendy's stunned, she tries to explain but Kevin talks over her; she takes this moment to breathe.

"It wasn't her fault!" Kevin says, trying to defuse the situation, "Her top came off trying to get out of this."

Wendy tries to control herself, her whole body shakes, she's too choked up to talk.

"Is she on something?" The guard asks, suspicious of how much twitching she's doing.

"Um, no," Kevin raises his voice, wondering at the same time if Wendy might be on any kind of medication, this would be a perfect time for her boyfriend to be here. He holds up her ripped top.

"A lot of good that's going to do now," says the other, shorter guard, probably a rookie the way he shines a flashlight into Wendy's eyes.

"I-Is-Is that necessary?" she asks, tears running down her plump cheeks.

"Is Wendy going to jail?" Ashlyn asks aloud.

"Just because she flashed her tits? That is such bullshit!" Ashley exclaims, "You're a hero, Wendy!"

Frankie films everyone's reactions, he turns it over to Erin, she smirks and says, "Better use the pepper spray on her!"

"Miss, you really need to cover up," says the guard almost dropping his flashlight.

Wendy doesn't even realize that she's still shaking and so are her boobs, the big guard shines his flashlight on them, "Are you enjoying this?"

"What?" Wendy is confused, but once she looks down she sees just how erect her nipples are.

"Look pretty excited to me," the other guard almost laughs.

Wendy is appalled, she scowls, "It's freezing!"

"Ok, I think we had just about enough out of you. I think it's time for a cavity search," he says, dead serious.

"What?" Wendy is mortified, she looks to Kevin, he doesn't know what to say, "Is-Is this a joke?"

The big guard snaps a rubber glove onto his hand, his fingers are huge.

"Wooo!" Erin cheers to Wendy, "Time to bend over and take it, Wendy!"

"YEEAAAHHH" Frankie shouts, zooming in on Wendy's scared face.

"Wait, right here? Right now?" Wendy's eyes are adorable bulging out like a scared puppy.

The shorter guard is taken aback by her response, "Yes. Do you have anything to hide?"

Wendy shakes her head, "No..."

The big guard looks to the other, "She hesitated."

The bigger guard takes hold of Wendy while the shorter one holds Kevin back.

"Wait! No!"

"What's going on here?"

"It wasn't her fault!" Kevin says, trying to defuse the situation, "Her top came off trying to get out of this."

Wendy looks around confused, she swore they just went through this; she shakes uncontrollably.

"Is she on something?" The bigger security guard asks. Didn't he have a glove ready a moment ago?

"Um, no," Kevin says, he holds up her ripped top to the guards.

"A lot of good that's going to do now," says the shorter guard, he shines his flashlight into Wendy's eyes again.

"Wait...didn't...didn't we just do this?" She looks all around for help, no one probably heard her.

"Is Wendy going to jail?" Ashlyn asks aloud the second time.

"Just because she flashed her tits? That is such bullshit!" Ashley exclaims, "You're a hero, Wendy!"

"Better use the pepper spray on her!" Erin shouts again.

"Miss you really need to cover up," Wendy says over top of the security guard.

Wendy remembered how hard the cold made her nipples, she says quickly before either of the guards say anything, "It's cold! Ok?!"

They both stop and look at each other, confused by her outburst. Wendy realizes now what she has to do, no way was she going to let these creeps search her naked body! She jumps out of her seat and pushes past them.

"Wendy?" Kevin calls. Wendy doesn't get far, the big guard has a hold of the back of her belt.

"AH! Let me go!"

"LET HER GO!!" Kevin gets out of his seat; the shorter guard holds him back.

"What are you doing!" Her friends all yell.

"Hey, what are you crazy?" The bigger guard asks as she tries pushing him away, forgetting she's topless, "We're trying to help you!"

"We were just going to take you to the back room! It's procedure!" the shorter guard explains.

"And perform a cavity search on me?!" Wendy snaps at them. Both men look at each other puzzled, they knew they had another loon on their hands, "I know you have a glove in your pocket!"

"Let Wendy go! Let Wendy go! Let Wendy go!" Ashley and Ashlyn chant at the rent-a-cops.

Wendy ends up out of her pants when the guard pulls so hard, he breaks her belt and her pair of jeans fall around her ankles. She receives many catcalls and whistles, "Nice ass, bitch!" Erin shouts with her hands cupped on her mouth.

Frankie zooms in on her delicate looking panties, "Ever hear of a thong, Wendy?"

"AHHH!!!" Wendy shouts out loud, with the guards coming after her, she kicks her jeans off and runs for the main stairs she came up to the platform but trips over a railing.

"Wendy! No!" Kevin shouts, running over too late to save her from further humiliation. Wendy screams falling over the edge, she has DeJa'Vu from the rollercoaster premonition about falling from the coaster to her doom.

Bu this time she hits a snag, she stops in midair, her panties are caught on a loose bolt from an iron beam, her elastic acts as a bungie making her go up and down. She knew everyone had to have heard her squeal, she almost had the ultimate wedgie.

"MWAHAHA!!" It's that giant red devil statue down below at the entrance of the Devil Flight Rollercoaster.

"Oh! You think this is funny?" She shouts, "You tricked me didn't you? I'll show you who gets the last laugh!" Wendy's panties snap, she screams at the top of her lungs as she falls down towards some tents and a crowd of patrons as the Red Devil continues to laugh.

"AAAHHHHHH!!!!"