Karen, the Victim

(Part 10, #Olivia)

I got into my car and drove away from Bill’s place as fast as I could. I couldn’t believe this was happening! Changing me into a 17 year old girl and withholding my ability to change back into a man, all because Olivia stole some book! What an asshole.

At 3 AM I didn’t have much choice but to maybe wait it out, but I figured I would drive into town anyway to see if I could find a motel or someplace to set up my base of operations.

Then, I heard sirens behind me. A cop.

On one hand, this could be great news. Maybe he could help me out of this mess and find Olivia. On the other…

“License and registration, please, ma’am.” He leaned into the car, looking around it.

Uh, shit. I don’t have anything for this body.

“I’m sorry, officer. I… don’t have a license.” I had to admit it. If he saw that I was carrying a man’s license, he’d probably also get me for identity theft. I was in real shit now.

He looked at me for a moment. “What are you doing out here, then, missy? Whose car is this?”

I paused. “My brother’s. I’m only out here to find my friend. She went missing a month ago! I need help!”

“A month ago, eh?” He thought for a moment. “Step out of the car, ma’am.”

“Wh-what?” I asked, afraid. I didn’t like his tone.

“Step out of the vehicle, now. Or I’ll have you arrested for theft.”

I got out, slowly. He then turned me, roughly, and put me up against the car and started to pat me down. He was very, very thorough.

“Alright, ma’am. Here’s a deal for you.” I heard the sound a zipper makes when it comes undone. Then, I felt his hand on my ass, as he started to pull my shorts down, slowly. “You’re not going to tell anyone about this, and I’m not going to tell anyone about this, neither.”

Oh shit. Oh shit! He was going to rape me!? But in exchange, I probably get to keep my car and keep looking for Olivia, and NOT get arrested or whatever? Fuck. Fuck fuck.

I nodded, bit my lip, and groaned a little. I was terrified, I had nowhere to run to. He grabbed my hand and took me to the police car, made me get in. He came in, too, and locked the door. He took my clothes off, and made me face away from him.

Then, I felt his dick against my ass. Felt his wandering hand come in and violate my vagina, feeling around my sensitive areas until I was wet, against all my willpower. Then, he pulled my waist, and with a thrust his rod entered me. I cried out. He began thrusting against me, in the middle of the night on this lonely desert road.

It was a lifetime before he finally stopped. He didn’t come inside of me, instead opted to pull out to get it on my leg’s backside. He slapped my ass.

“Get out of here, girl. Don’t let me see you again.”

Tears streaming down my face I managed to grab my clothes, stumbled out of the cop car and ran to my own, turned on the ignition, and got the hell out of there. Speeding be damned, I blitzed towards the town. I needed to find Olivia, to change back and have my revenge. If I ever see that cop again, I swear, I will kill him.


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