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Chapter 8 by wowvow wowvow

Well..give her a hint?

She moves up

Uta quickly hops off, and towards the side of the dumpster to hide. While getting back inside is good, having something to cover your bottom half is also nice. Uta would take off the coat, and beings to wrap it around her waist, turning it into an apron. It doesn’t cover her bare ass, but it will cover her front.

Uta makes her way back up to the top of the dump, she tries to take Luther with her, but as she about to grab him, he would move out the way, and being to climb up the fire escape himself. “Huh, guess he got the same idea” Uta talks to herself. With nothing else to do before hand now, she reaches out, and would grab the ladder, now scaling up the fire escape.

First floor, Uta makes her way up the stairs, keeping her hands behind her back, covering her butt. Before, she right at the top of the stairs, she peaks over the through the railing at the window of the first floor. Curtains over the window. Uta lets out a sigh of relief, she doesn’t have to worry about being caught. She strolls right on by the window, until, beep….SLING SMASH! “Agh-Ughh!” Ute Crystal in pain, as what seems to be a rod with a flat spiked ball on top, smashes into her pussy. Uta coughs, and gags, as she falls onto her non-existing tits, with her hands cupping their cunt while she lays on the ground. “What the hell?” Is what Uta hears, from inside the apartment next to her currently. Uta bites her lips, as she pushes through the pain, to crawl pass the front of the window. She curls up her body, hands still cupping her injury vagina, just in time as the curtains get pulled open. “Huh, the trap went off…but no intruder.” A man talks to himself, as he tries to find someone. Uta, just barely manages to get out of sight from the man. “Heh hehh, nice seems whoever the bastard was, fled after getting their groin smashed. Hoho ohhh. Mikes Traps is the best.” The man finishes talking as they recluse the curtains.

Uta lets her body uncurl and stretch, as she stands up bare ass again. “Crap? Mike Trap? Shit, that shitty security measure for me to deal with right now.” She thinks to herself, as she fixes the coat apron. “Well…I think it’s new. So..yeah that’s got to be only one I have to deal with right?”

Well..?

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