Once the one in front of Jenny was cleared, it was her turn to show her Permit. Ordinarily this would be enough for them to send her on her way, but this time something felt off, this one was taking too long.
Which brought a disturbing thought to mind for Jenny, for some reason, she was having trouble differentiating one human from another. She knew that only last week, she could tell one from another with little more than a casual glance, but now…
“Alright Lizard, into that building.” He spoke gruffly pointing to the adjacent building that formed a part of the checkpoint.
“Y-Yes Sir.” Jenny replied meekly, not seeing how she could resist the order.
From the small clock in the room, Jenny knew she’d waited a good fifteen minutes before that security guard saw fit to enter.
“This is a Random Search. Regulations.” He explained though the look on his face indicated that he was not going to dislike this. “Contraband and the like.”
“E-Excuse me b-but, how could I hide anything like th-that…” Jenny tried to explain, pointing to the thin strips that could barely provide cover, let alone hide anything in them.
“That’s for me to decide. Turn around. Arms out.” His already rough tone hardened further in response to Jenny’s protest.
Hesitating for one moment, Jenny complied with his instructions as she felt his eyes running over her. A long minute ticked by and Jenny’s arms were starting to hurt when she felt calloused hands on her. The security guard’s as they went around her ragged shorts and strip, then a hard pull.
“Eep!” Jenny couldn’t help but yelp out as she felt the fabric lose its hold and her breasts wobbled from the movement, the dark blue areola out in the open.
“Quiet.” He instructed as her shorts settled around her ankles and he took longer than he really needed to with his check of her. A hand running between her legs that she was forced to grit her teeth to.
“Okay, you’re clear.” He roughly took her arm and Jenny had to hop a moment to get her free hand onto her shorts before she lost them. “Here’s your Permit. Now be on your way.” He instructed her, not even allowing her a chance to get herself somewhat decent before Jenny was pushed to the other side of the checkpoint.
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With the time lost by that invasive search, Jenny had to run for a few minutes, keeping her hands over her bust to keep it from bouncing painfully until she decided she’d made up enough ground to pause just beyond the school’s view. Now she could both catch her breath and get her shorts back on, knowing full well that since they hardly covered the most critical areas, panties might be a better term for them now, the frayed edges not really felt on her scaled legs as she refitted the strap that keep her hefty breasts steady.
“Is there a problem, Miss?” A raspy voice called to her from behind.
Turning to face it, another Lizardman like herself. Olive-green scales that became a lighter hue of his pectorals and abs while each lighter part was separated from the others by the darker scales. A pair of belted red shorts with ripped bases that finished a bit above the knee all he wore.
“N-No. Not anymore.” Jenny replied as she finished adjusting her own ‘clothes’, noticing that he turned to look in the direction they both must have come from.
“Them? The checkpoint?”
“Yes.”
“Figures.” He seemed to accept it when he faced her again, his own red eyes (with rounded pupils) looking into her golden ones. “So where are you going?”
“I need to be at the school now. Have my brother and sister to pick up.”
“Okay, I’d best let you go then.” He was about to leave when a thought seemed to come to him. “Oh! I haven’t asked your name.”
“Well, it’s Jenny. Jennifer Smith.”
“Alex Rhodes. Maybe we’ll see each other again?” He replied and this time did take his leave.
Alex Rhodes? Where had she heard that name before? There wasn’t time to dwell on it right now however, as the school came into sight, GLENDALE LIZARD ELEMENTARY emblazoned on the cracked and pitted signboard, the singular building itself showing signs of lack of maintenance with its cracked windows dirty walls, and overgrown garden.
And there were plenty of others waiting at the gate along with Jenny. Mothers and fathers, older brothers and sisters, all sighting their own, calling to them, the patting of many small feet and claws as children were embraced and held for the long walk back to their homes. Even in this life, they still found the time for small joys. Something that Jenny could see the point of now as her own brother and sister. Edward and Samantha came into her arms.