Mia's head was throbbing when she woke, and her legs were extremely stiff. Trying to stir some circulation back into them, she quickly discovered her ankles were handcuffed together with the chain looped through the spindles of the headboard.
'Where the hell did we get handcuffs?'
Looking around, she saw an empty whiskey bottle on the bed. The alarm clock display read 5:27. Through the doorway, she could see Eliza sprawled face down on the kitchen table. Red marks on her butt cheeks from belt slaps, and an extremely long black dildo embedded in her ass.
Sitting up and inspecting the handcuffs, they were the real deal. There would be no removing them without some careful lock picking or an actual key.
Mia then noticed the bed was uneven. They had apparently broken the frame during the threesome with Keiko. This was rather impressive as Mia hadn't managed that even as a 500 pound anthro lion.
Seeing a crack up the headboard, she grabbed the top crosspiece and lifted. It slid upwards, allowing her to pull the handcuff chain free of the spindle.
Mia awkwardly hobbled her way out of the room, hoping Eliza would know where the cuffs came from and more importantly where to find the key.
What she had assumed was a long dildo turned out to be a police truncheon. Her heart ran cold. Handcuffs. Truncheon. What did they do last night?
Looking around, she saw a new heap of clothing and brittle skin shreds by the door. Hopping closer, her fears were confirmed. The heap was a crumpled Ocean Township Police uniform. The shed skin was quickly crumbling to dust, but she found parts of a pale man's face and blonde beard.
On the belt she was relieved to find the gun was still present, and a quick check of a side pouch turned up the handcuff key.
Feet freed, she scrambled over to Eliza. Mia yanked the nightstick out of her twin's butthole, and she woke with a gasp.
' 'Liza, Keiko's gone and there is a cop uniform and shed skin by the door. What happened?'
Eliza groaned. 'Oh my head. What did we do last night?' She reached down and slid her hand behind her sack. Her hand came back with the blueray player remote, dripping pussy juices. It had been fully inserted up her cunt.
'I don't know, I'm missing everything after the vodka enema.'
Mia grabbed her phone and pulled up the app for the door camera. Eliza found one of the discarded robes, wrapped herself, and wandered over to the window.
Mia cursed. 'Yup, a cop came to the door at 11:48. I have Keiko leaving at 1:15 wearing our slutty silver clubbing dress. There's a a very curvy black girl leaving with her, squeezed into a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt so small and ripped it's practically stretched into a tube top. So we have two ultra contagious futanari sluts on the loose for at least four hours. This is so not good.'
Eliza shook her head, still looking out the window. 'I think it's much worse than that'
Mia walked over. First thing she saw were two figures by the building entrance leaning against the wall and smoking.
The first was an attractive red head wearing nothing but a pair of exercise shorts which had a visible bulge in the front. Her generously proportioned tits hung high and proud, showing little sag despite the lack of support.
The second was a brunette with a medium complexion, wearing a very tight little black cocktail dress. One hand held the cigarette, the other was fondling her cock through the dress.
Looking past the two, Mia saw three police cars and ambulance at the curb, lights flashing but abandoned. Straining her eyes, she could see clothing and bits of uniforms in the grass and bushes.