Demoted!

Whether she was on the streets or behind her desk, Captain O'Hara's dress sense was impeccable. Nice, yet professional, and intimidating in some circles. Her uniform was always flawless, and she expected the same out of her subordinates!

So much so, she'd conducted regular inspections of officers uniforms... And had them strip any garments that weren't up to her standards. But without her finely pressed outfit, she wasn't quite as intimidating...

O'Hara had been on the force for a number of years, and her pudgy figure demonstrated as much. Her belly was soft, her thighs were thick. Her boobs were... Surprisingly small, and her big ass compensated as it jiggled with her steps.

She stood against the far wall, sipping coffee. And to her credit-- She wasn't covering herself in the slightest! Not even the blonde triangle of hair between her legs. Swallowing hard, she'd address the room, as the stunned silence grew too heavy to ignore.

"I've been under some scrutiny... And backlash." She began.

"Some people think that I just bark orders and take paychecks. That I was handed my position thanks to my family's prestige. People were calling for my resignation..."

A couple of murmurs floated from around the police station. Showing that the others had either heard such claims, or believed their authenticity. O'Hara cleared her throat, gaining everyone's attention again... Not that she wanted it.

"I've been stripped of--"

Her voice caught at her choice of words, and the sounds of muffled laughter.

"I've been... Reassigned, rather... Of my position. Technically, I'm now the lowest ranking member of this organization. I'll have to... Quite literally earn my uniform back, and will be operating like this in the meantime.

Questions?"