Who goes there?

A bright light shines directly into your eyes, and you bring your hand up to shield them. The cop hasn't let go of your shoulder, but you can't see his face like this.

"What were you doing in the woods?", barks a commanding voice behind the flashlight.

"Christ Gary, it's just a girl. You're scaring the shit out of her". You hear the voice of a second man approaching from your left. "Let her go"

The hand lets go of your shoulder, and the flashlight backs up a step. You can see the outline of a man behind it but he is still shining into your face and you can't make out any features. "Answer the question. What were you doing in there? Were you with someone?"

"Take it easy now", the second voice says, placating. "We're not looking for a girl."

"She could be an accomplice"

"There wasn't any accomplice Gary. Stop shining that light in her face"

The flashlight lowers slightly, and you can stop shielding your eyes. You see the second cop walk up and stand next to Gary, who you can now see is a middle aged, wiry man with a small well-kept mustache. The second cop is a younger guy, probably your own age or younger, with blonde hair and an easy smile.

"Don't worry about Gary, he doesn't get out from behind his desk very often", the younger cop says to you. "He gets a little eager", he adds with a wink.

"Do you mind? We need to question this suspect", says Gary, annoyed.

"She is not a suspect. But if it makes you happy", he turns to you and smiles again. "You haven't happened to see anyone running around the woods have you?"

You open your mouth, then close it again. What are you going to do? You can't talk to them in your real voice, but you have to say something. Anything.

"Well?"

You scan through your Entanglements in your inner eye, frantically looking for someone suitable. Almost everyone is asleep, and the few that aren't are either partying or engaged in very interesting but inappropriate activities for this situation.

Gary lifts the flashlight again, "Are you going to make us bring you downtown?". The younger guy doesn't say anything this time, looking a little confused at your silence.

Your panic rises, and you scan faster, finally seeing a woman on what appears to be a hotel bed, talking on the phone. You make a move like you are coughing, covering your mouth as you replace yours with hers.

"Miss?", the younger cop says with a hint of worry. "Are you alright?"

You straighten up and look at them. "That's right my little fuckpuppy", your mouth says. All three of you go wide-eyed.

"If you're a good boy I'll let you cum when I'm done", your mouth continues.

"Uh, that's... that's alright miss", the younger guy is floundering. "We just need to know if you've seen anyone else... around here. Tonight."

"Mm-hm", you say.

"Mh-hm what?" barks a red-faced Gary. "Have you see-"

"My tits are so sensitive right now. Mmmm". You can't look the officers in the eyes while your mouth is talking. "I really need a good little fuckpuppy to give them a thorough licking"

"She's... she's drunk Gary. We should take her home". Gary looks like he's about to explode, but the younger cop turns to you and asks "Do you li-"

"And when you're done with my tits you can continue down to"

"That's enough!"

"my clit. Nobody knows how to eat pussy like my fuckpuppy". Your mouth darts out a tongue that slowly licks its lips.

"Alright, look, we'll just "

"I am so wet right now puppy, I hope you're thirsty". You clamp a hand over your mouth and start backing away, gesturing with your other hand that you're fine and you'll head that way.

"She's escaping!"

"Gary, calm down, we need to go back to searching. Miss, can you get home alright?"

You make a thumbs up gesture and briefly take your hand of your mouth, which says "Pfah! I don't know puppy, suddenly it felt like I couldn't move my mouth!"

"Uh... okay, well, good luck with that miss. You stay safe now"

"I guess I'm just so excited about your dirty tongue that I cramp up"

You turn around and dismiss the mouth, your own returning in its stead, and hurry down the street, stumbling over your pantlegs and oversized shoes.