You change out here, but a cop interrupts

You start by taking off your shoes and socks, which should be easy, but makes you feel like a contortionist by the time you finally get them off. A glance out the window shows that the sidewalk and street aren't too busy, but it still seems weird to be unbuckling your belt, and undoing your fly. You decide to put off taking off the pants until your shirt is unbuttoned and the boots are between your legs.

As close to unclothed as you can get without it being obvious you take a deep breath, take one last look around, and shuck off your shirt, pants and boxers as quick as you can.

You're cursing and bent almost under the steering wheel, wrestling with getting your boxers off when there's the wail of a siren behind you.

"Shit!" you exclaim, straightening to see a cop car right behind you. Shirtless and with your boxers around your ankles there's no way you'd be able to get dressed in time.

Unless... You eye the boots, knowing that they're your only option. Well, that or try to outrun the cops to avoid an indecent exposure ticket.

Seeing the door of the police cruiser opening behind you makes up your mind and you jam your legs one at a time into the boots, cursing as you bang your knees against the steering wheel.

A tingle of magic washes over you along with a rush of disorientation as you zip up the boots. You've only just straightened to a much blurrier and bigger world when the knock comes on the driver-side window.

Pasting a smile on your face you hit a button to roll down the window, only to hear the click of the lock. Frowning you lean over to the controls, and try again. The door unlocks one more time before you hit the right button, and with a slight blush in your cheeks you say, "Oh hi officer, what can I do for ya?"