As you drive, you start wondering about your body. Where is it, what is that guy doing with it? You wonder if you’ll ever get it back and if you do, what condition it will be in. You’ve heard stories about joyriders who have jacked people’s bodies and did all sorts of things with them. Ruined them with drugs and alcohol. Sold them for organs. Killed them. You’re so caught up in your thoughts you don’t notice how fast you’re going or the cop with the flashing lights that’s catching up to you.

“Shit, how fast are you going,” Nate says, snapping you back to the here and now. You begin slowing down and looking for a place to pull over. Nate meanwhile is doing something with the Ipad. Just as you’re coming to a stop, Nate pushes something and you begin changing.

“Dude, what are you doing,” you shout!

“I’m getting us out of a ticket,” she says. You now look like this.

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Once again you’re very busty. The shirt you were wearing was unable to contain your breasts and has come unzipped. You spilling out of your shirt and your areolas are nearly visible. “No one will give you a ticket”, Nate laughs.

“How about the fact I don’t have ID,” you spout back. It’s too late to say anything else as the cop is coming up to the car. He big and straight laced with his hand on his gun, walking with authority. You feel your heart move into your throat, but as soon as he gets up to the window he sees you and deflates like a balloon.

“Ah miss, I pulled you over because you were going pretty fast," he says with a stutter.

You put on your best smile and say, “I’m really sorry officer.”

He tries to compose himself and says, “Can I see you license, please.”

Nate pulls an ID out of your purse and hands it to you. Strangely it matches the way you now look. “Here you go, baby," she says seductively. The officer takes it from you. He’s about to call it in when Nate asks, “Officer, will this take long? We’re very tired and can’t wait to get to.... bed”. She leans over you, showing off her cleavage while rubbing your thigh when she says this. The cop drops his clipboard.

“No, no I’m going to just give you a warning. You can be on your way. If you need to get some rest there is a hotel about two miles up,” he states. He hands you back your ID. Within minutes you’re back on the road.