Well with a little hijinks.

***It is still porn we're trying to write after all***

Taking a deep breath I took a moment to think, Alright hostages are free and the guns are empty lets deal with the robbers. I made my way back out of the bank the tear gas still stinging my eyes, I slipped out to a nearby bodega and left a note "Needed stuff will pay for in about a minute."; some super glue, some dried peppers from the Chinese grocer, some markers, a pair of scissors and finally hairspray. I turned my way back to the bank seeing some of the tear gas drift out, gotta grab milk as well. Setting down a few jugs outside for the folks running I made my way into the bank sliding behind a counter out of sight of a camera and hit the button on the watch.

Thunder filled the air as Jessica fired at the guard missing by a mile, she aligned her shot again and fired *click click* Must've lost count she thought checking the clip only to see it was missing. Whistling for Amy to handle the rent-a-cop Jessica ran for the hostages to keep them down only for everything to suddenly go dark. Amy hadn't wanted to bring a gun, she didn't want to make things messy but when Jess called for her she knew above all she didn't want to get caught "Eat this" Amy roared out trying to sound butch as her rifle made a pitiful clicking noise. "Shi.." was all Amy could get out when Jessica slammed into her sending the two sprawling into a tangle of limbs and weaponry.

Seizing their moment the bank patrons did the sensible thing and bolted for the door, their bindings falling free as they ran. Jessica moaned in pain muffled by her ski mask now turned around on her, "Blockhead" Amy barked twisting it back for her. "Guard now!" she pointed pulling herself up to her feet, she makes sure her makeup won't run with a mask on her face but can't remember to carry extra ammo. Jessica turned from Amy though her eyes were stinging for some reason but she ran at the guard ready to use her rifle as a club when RRRIIIIP a chill filled the air for the two in the scuffle their tearaway pants must've gotten their cords tangled .The plan was for them to dress light under their suits and Amy had only worn a bikini under a sheer white little piece that had been giving her an awful wedgie throughout the entire holdup, Jessica had managed to slide her bubble butt into some daisy duke she had cut so thin it was more like a denim thong with pockets. The two gritted their teeth, Amy pressed the radio tucked into collar "We got a problem Venus" she called to Veronica down below as things suddenly went black, a tremendous sting came from below as her bikini was tugged into a tight wedgie.

"Keep drilling I'm going up" Veronica order to Shawna, it was difficult to run in heels but she had been practicing all week in them for the sake of her disguise. The disguise however was something she hadn't tested, the fake breasts and butt had thrown her weight off, having forgone a bra her faux boobies were jiggling with every step. Reaching the top of the stairs she saw her carefully coordinated plan had been thrown into disarray, Jessica was chasing after the guard while Amy was struggling with her mask and picking at a wedgie how did those idiots lose their disguises Veronica thought leveling her gun at the hostages trying to escape when she heard a click. Another click Veronica thought she heard checking her gun quickly Still good she confirmed when a terrible pain came to Veronica's tender little nips.

Her nipples felt like someone had been trying to milk her for an hour and when that didn't work someone put a blowtorch to them. Veronica grabbed at her fake oversized boob to see if she'd been hit pulling on them only for her fake ta ta to not come off, she'd secured them with some glue but they should still pop right off. Veronica moaned in pain and ecstasy as her rubber breasts rubbed against her stinging nipples. Her breasts while tiny were so very sensitive each tug and twist trying to pull her faux F-cups off sent shivers down her spine, her thong riding higher and higher with each wiggle and jiggle of her fake butt pulling it higher up and wedging deeper into her snatch. "Idiots" she roared to hide the tremble of arousal coursing through her. "Grab your bags we're leaving team"

Amy slapped her hand to her mask dropping her empty gun, it wouldn't matter if they saw her face with the "exit strategy" Veronica had planned. Tearing it free her eyes suddenly stung, the thick acrid smell of markers and hair spray filling her nose. Her vision blurred she rushed for the exit putting her mask to her mouth for the gas to come when BAM right into Jess the two went sprawling to the floor, Amy tried to scramble to her feet when she was jerked back down blinking out tears she couldn't see what she had caught her suit top on. Looking up she saw Jess on her back wiggling like a flipped turtle. "Grab them Big S" Veronica called to Shawna, her demolition expert rushed to the flailing pair she grabbed them each by an arm and pulled. The brawn of the group Shawna found the girls who must've weighed 200 pounds combined glued to the floor.

Shawna spread her legs squatting low and with a grunt through her full weight into peeling Jess and Amy off the floor, fortunately she had enough might to get them free unfortunately she had forgotten about their tearaway suits. Pulling with all her strength brought them quickly up to their feet but the sudden motion had thrown her off balance, she tried to adjust but found that somehow she had stepped in glue herself and it had already dried. Falling forward she tightened her core and stopped inches from falling face first into the sticky floor, however she did hit a snag from behind she heard the back of her pants ripping down the middle their stripper suits weren't mean for any actual wear and tear and Shawna ashamed swung back to cover the tear she had only worn a bathing suit as her secondary disguise and despite the girls assurances it hugged her every curve of the brown bodybuilder and where it wasn't hugging it was revealing. Not wanting her booty on camera she had tried to cover herself only to fall "flat" on her aforementioned booty she twisted and turned trying to get her strength under her Shawna tried to Kip Up and throw herself back onto her feet. While she succeeded in getting up her pants didn't come with her, looking down in horror realizing her bikini bottom had slipped off as well. She turned to grab for it when the girls scooped her up Jess and Amy grabbing an arm, legs flailing Shawna tried to cover her slit from the many cameras recording their escape.

Wesley watched on in amazement at the chaos he had sown, while exhausted from running back and forth what was a few seconds had been an hour or so for him. But he had learned some useful things in that time ; glue used in frozen time would dry and harden when he unfroze time as the robbers were discovering, he'd learned far too much about makeup and how to make it last, and most interestingly that anything he did to a body for example tweaking and fondling nipples seemed to carry over into real time if the look on the dolled up bimbo was any evidence. Swinging back out he made sure that the hostages were well and clear before hitting clicking the watch again to watch the ladies try and escape.