The Police

She had always been careful to have 911 on a speed dial, which had required registering it as a contact. She had never used it though, and didn't even know if they could receive text messages. She hoped not. Although... she looked at her phone. She could make it so this sort of thing was normal. Text 911 and they send a cop to give you a nice load of cum. Like ordering delivery. She imagined the bachelorette parties where they would send a text, and then a cop would show up to see the scantily clad women. Or prank calling, and sending a cop to somebody's house.

She began to stroke herself again, as she imagined a party, where a cop shows up. The host admits she's been pranked, but feels bad for the cop, and drops to her knees to blow him in front of everyone. A married woman who opens the door in the morning to learn somebody's sent her a little present, and although she is initially shy he seduces her and even fucks her while her husband is asleep. A virgin, and a prude who opens the door to find a woman cop with a foot long cock. The cop fucks her mouth, and then texts for another cop before she leaves. Anna came again, not sure whether she was fantasizing about fucking a cop or being a cop, and caught it in her hand without hesitation, before immediately devouring it.

It wasn't enough, her tiny penis simply wasn't producing the amount of cum she needed. Of course, she thought, and switched back to the app that had given her untold power, she could always find a way to get what she wanted.