This choice: The officers try to arrest Wanda • Go Back...Chapter #4The officers try to arrest Wanda by: Ultragirl   Wanda stepped foward out of the shadows of the machine, her figure towering over the gathering crowd. Black, stiletto thigh-high boots wrapped her muscle-stuffed thighs leaving only a short hint of the tanned, powerful leg before receeding under shorter gold shorts. Her black corset creaked as the 'W' stretched with each breath. The one armed policeman raised his gun to the shelf of her bosum while the rest took a couple steps back.
"I-I'm not so sure about this, sergeant." One of them offered transitioning to the tazer on his hip.
"Ma'am, step away from the machine and get on the ground." Wanda noticed his pistol shaking. Leaning down from her seven foot height, she nuzzled the barrel between her breasts. Wanda rested her hands on her knees smiling. The policeman watched in a trance as his pistol was swallowed up to the chamber by her cleavage.
"And what if I say no?"
"M-ma'am.." He backed up, attempting to bring his sidearm with him, confused while he struggled to pull it free.
"Having trouble officer?" She smiled mischieviously.
"Help! A little help here!" The policeman cried. The rest charged her stabbing with their tazers at any bare skin they could get to. Wanda, wanting to be helpful, gathered her hair to the top of her head allowing all the access they needed. The gunman dangled from his trapped weapon as she stood to her full height kicking at her thighs.
"Nothing's working!" One of them grunted as he inserted another battery.
"Oh, it's working." Wanda felt the soft tingles causing goosebumps to sprawl over her perfect skin. In a last desperate attempt, one taser slipped between her legs.
"OOOO!" She squealed with delight, the sudden jerk tossed the dangling policeman into the crowd just as he pulled the trigger. The crowd ducked despite the muffled report of a shot fired while the remaining policemen hit the floor at Wanda's feet. Letting her hair down she caught her breath snapping one of the strings of her corset. Resting her hands on her hips, she looked down at the prostrate police.
"Now that's more like it." Wanda, proud of herself, walked to the gunman hips swaying to the clap and crackle of her heels spintering the tiled surface under her feet. Casually, she leaned forward with amazing flexibilty, her shorts riding high over the curve of her bronzed apple bottom. Once again face to face, she reached into her cleavage to retrieve the defeated, flattened bullet only to smear it between her fingers. The pistol she deposited on the floor.
"Holee..." He picked up the now useless gun.
"Oops! Let me fix for you." Wanda scooped it out of the man's hands examining the flattened barrel. Happily, she inserted her finger into the bore, wiggling her manicured digit about.
"There, that should do it. Hmm. Probably should make sure it works." She offered looking into the barrel. In quick succession, she pulled the trigger watching as each bullet slammed her eye. Pouting, she handed back the smoking gun.
"Well, I can't see anything wrong with it, but your bullets seem to be defective." Dropping the pistol back in the policeman's lap she looked over the awe-struck crowd.
"Useless and weak." She laughed. Kissing her palm, Wanda's warm, moist lips gently blew a fragrant kiss into the crowd sending the sighing mass of men and women sprawling through the air.
"Now, what to do with you." She turned to the BGMM.
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