The buttons on her shirt

Makoto was stuck in an awkward spot, unable to free herself from the tightening grasp of the thief as he held his knife against her chest. Despite that, Makoto tried to remain calm, looking around her to see what she could do, but her options were limited. Unfortunately for her, no one was willing to help her apparently, either too busy staring at her bare legs or people too scared to assist her.

But just as all hope felt lost, Makoto’s shirt exploded, her buttons shooting out in front of her! Said buttons moved so quickly that they pelted the thief in the eye, blinding him!

“Fuck!” The thief said, dropping his knife on the ground as he held his hand over his eyes.

The pressure against her chest had disappeared when her dress shirt burst open, but in turn had her bra fully exposed! But Makoto wasn’t worried about modesty at this time, as she took the opportunity to shove the man to the ground!

But as she saw the man fall, she felt her clothes slipping off her body! Before she knew it, her clothes had torn in two! The man had still had a decent grip on her jacket and dress shirt, and when he fell to the ground, his size and strength caused her top to be ripped apart!

She stood there motionless for a moment or two. She was now in nothing but her underwear, her cotton bra and panties. The crowd around her was in an uproar as they watched the poor rookie try and cover her cleavage and bare skin.

Makoto was humiliated once more, this time with a much larger crowd as they stared at her bare skin not covered by her underwear.

“Alright, everyone leave the premises!” Said the senior officer as he sliced through the crowd. The recruits followed closely behind, shocked to see an even more undressed Makoto.

The crowd quickly dispersed, with only a couple stragglers catching glimpses of Makoto’s exposed back and stomach. The officer then crouched down and handcuffed the thief, leaving him in the ground as he groveled in pain.

“Alright rookies. Can anyone tell me what I did wrong just a couple minutes ago?” The officer asked the group, with Makoto standing beside him, shivering from embarrassment as she hugged her arms around her torso.

“You didn’t help Niijima-san?”

“Not necessarily, but that’s part of it.”

“Erm, you waited too long to help?”

“Ding ding ding!” Whenever there is an immediate possibility of danger, you immediately take action. I was testing to see if any of you knew what I was doing was wrong, and thankfully Niijima-san was here to stop the situation from escalating.” The officer said, gently grabbing Makoto’s bare shoulder, much to her discomfort.

The officer turned to face the underwear clad brunette and pulled something out of his pocket. It was a small acrylic pin, saying “In justice we serve!” in tiny writing.

“Congrats Niijima-san!” The officer said before placing the pin on Makoto’s bra strap! She was so overwhelmed by her sudden exposure she couldn’t process what was going on until she felt his hands against her chest as he inserted the pin. Makoto blushed as he unintentionally, at least she hoped, groped her tits.