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Chapter #4
Ah oh.
by: Unknown
Emerging from the alleyway, fully clothed, you stood idle in the street, wondering where to go next, but your arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.
"Hold up there, kid," said a female voice with much authority.
Out of fear and panic you tried to run, but try as you might, you could not break free from the iron grip. Your blood ran cold when you saw that the person holding you was a dragoness in a police uniform, glaring at you, her face serious.
She was tall, at least a head higher than you, with dark blue scales. Beneath her pudgy form you could tell that she was quite muscular. Her clothing was a little small for her thick frame, for her breasts were straining the buttons of her blue shirt.
"Tell me," she said, "is there perhaps a reason why you decided to go off streaking in a public park today?"
Your eyes went wide. How did she know? It only happened a few moments ago. There was no way that the news could spread so quickly.
It was then that you remembered that the badger was not alone in the park. In the heatt of the moment, you passed her just before you left the field.
"T-that wasn't me," you said, trying to convince her with a weak lie.
"Bull!" she exclaimed, "I saw you. Quite lying and tell me the truth. Are you drunk? On drugs? Who are you, by the way?"
You almost felt like passing out. The very questions you tried to avoid finally caught up to you. Your mouth felt like it was welded shut. Unable to speak, the silence lapsed.
"Okay," said the officer, "If you're not gonna talk, I guess I have to take you downtown."
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