An Arrested development

Cold, wet, naked and covered in blue syrup, Dylan began running away from the gas station. Clutching her breasts with one arm, and covering her crotch with her other hand, she ran down the road. This night was quickly turning into a disaster. Surely it couldn’t get any worse?

As Dylan made her way further into town, she was startled by the sound of an approaching car behind her. She fought her initial urge to hide, perhaps it would be better if she just bit the bullet and hitched a lift? Dylan turned to face the car, and was near blinded by the front lights. Her vision adjusted as the car stopped in front of her, and she realised to late that she had made a mistake.

“Freeze! Hands in the air!” Two police officers stepped out the patrol car, as Dylan raised her arms with a cringing grimace, baring all to the officers. “You’ve been having quite the night missy! Suburban backyards, golf courses and zoos! We’re taking you in for repeated trespassing and indecent exposure!”

Dylan’s mind was racing as one of the cops approached her. There was simply no good way to spin this, and she couldn’t afford to waste time at a police station when lives were on the line. She was just going to have to fight her way out, but with both officers armed, she would have to wait for the perfect moment.

Dylan’s arms were pulled behind her, and she felt the click of metal handcuffs locking them into place. But as the cop marched her closer to the car, she stomped on her captors foot, and kicked the other cop straight in the face. She turned around and roundhouse kicked the cop behind her to finish him off

With both cops now ****, Dylan bent down to search for the keys. With her hands cuffed behind her, it was a difficult process, as she had to turn her back in order to reach the officers, her vision limited by having to look over her shoulder. But as her fingers finally found a pocket, and began to fish through it, Dylan was disturbed by sudden gasps behind her. “That naked woman is robbing the cops!”

Her concentration snapped, she leapt to her feet and whirled around to face the onlookers across the opposite street. She desperately tried to shield herself, but all she could do was bend down and raise a single knee to cover her front. Dylan caught a glimpse of one of them reaching for their phone, evidently calling 911. In a panic, Dylan sprinted off into an alleyway, her now unsecured boobs bouncing freely with each step.