Jen quickly hopped into her car and sped off to school in an effort to not be late. The good
news was she did not live far from the school so the possibility for her to get there on time
was still valid providing she didn't get stopped by the cops.
Jen's drive took her through a small neighborhood, which cute and adorable in many ways,
but Jennifer was in too much of a panic to notice any of the scenery, including the stop
sign she ran through.
Like some unwanted relative that everyone knows, the siren of a police car made Jennifer
groan in anger. Pulling over to the side of the road, Jennifer knew her chances of getting
to school on time were completely shot, so she thought she would make herself as
comfortable as possible. Leaning her driver seat back, Jennifer stretched herself out and
yawned not even noticing the odd bump at the base of her spine.
By the time the police officer, a gruff man of probably 40 with a handlebar mustache and
salt colored hair, came to Jennifer's window; Jennifer's tail had fully grown in and Jennifer
had almost slipped into a catnap. Rapping on Jennifer's window, the cop was a little
unhappy that the youth in the car had such disrespect for authority that she was napping.
"Mam, would you like me to give you your ticket now or would you like me to come back in
a few hours after you've caught up with your sleep schedule?" said the officer as Jennifer
rolled the window down.
"Oh could you, I think that would be an excellent idea," said Jennifer trying to loosen the
officer up so he hopefully wouldn't be too hard on her.
The officer just glared back saying, "License and registration please."
"Right," replied Jennifer as she reached into her purse and pulled out her license.
Jennifer then reached for her registration which she kept in her glove compartment. After
failing to reach the glove compartment's handle Jennifer said, "One second," as she moved
to undo her seatbelt.
"Mam, you're not supposed to unbuckle unless-"
"There we go," giggled Jennifer as she loosed her seatbelt and turned to have better access
to the glove compartment, which meant putting her butt to the police officer and whacking
him several times with her newborn tail.
"Mam, ma Bleck, Ma, MA!" shouted the police officer as he battled Jennifer's flicking tail.
"What? Here you go," said Jennifer as she handed the officer her vehicle's registration.
When Jennifer looked at the officer again, she swore something was different about him.
Maybe it was the sudden loss of his mustache or the fact he looked slightly younger, yet
Jennifer had this thought that the officer had always looked like he did now.
"Thank you mam," huffed the officer as he walked away, not noticing his changes either.
"Gawh what's his problem," said Jennifer as she took her seat again, stretching out like she
had done before, scratching the top of her head, the source of some odd itchy feeling. The
more Jennifer scratched, the better it felt. She scratched and scratched and scratched, not
even noticing that slowly her human ears faded away as her new cat ears took their place
atop her head. Finally content with her scratching, Jennifer yawned again setting herself
up for another nap... only to have a slightly familiar voice stir her.
"Um... Mam," said the voice. Jennifer looked to see a much younger officer looking at her.
The officer appeared to be in his late twenties, early thirties as signaled by his brown hair
and deep voice. However, that really was the only thing masculine about him. His face
seemed relatively male, but his skin looked softer almost as if he had been using a really
good skin lotion. Yet the slender but muscular arms, long legs, heel-like shoes, the tight
pants, general curves, and the beginnings of a bosom painted the officer more as female.
"Yes," began Jennifer as she rubbed her eyes, "What is it?"
"You seem to have given me your student i.d. Could I please have your driver's license?"
answered the officer, his voice cracking in a few places.
"Oh sure, I'm sorry," said Jennifer as she pulled out her bag again. "I do that sometimes.
It's because I used the same photo and when an angry cop is glaring at you anyone could
make a mistake."
"I was glaring?" questioned the officer, his voice still cracking. "I'm sorry I had no idea."
"It's alright, you must go through a lot of crap in your line of work and I'm probably not
making it easier. Here you go," said Jennifer as she handed the officer her actual license.
"It's no trouble, I should have this done in just a few minutes," said the officer in a
distinctly female voice.
Jennifer once again stretched out in her car, figuring that since she was already late she
might as well be well rested. She knew the officer was just going to interrupt her again,
but she didn't care. The idea of a nap just seemed perfect. Wanting to be as comfortable
as possible, Jennifer slipped her socked feet out of her shoes. Placing her feet on the
dashboard and her shoes in the passenger seat, Jennifer leaned back and fell asleep easily.
Jennifer eventually awoke to a tapping on her door. She stretched and was greeted by a
rather interesting voice.
"Excuse me. Um... I know this might sound odd but..." said the voice of a young woman.
Looking Jennifer saw a woman who may have been nineteen in age in a police uniform
with a cat tail flicking happily behind her. The officer's bosom must have been at least C if
not D and she seemed eager to show it off by the way she was leaning on the edge of
Jennifer's rolled down window. Suddenly, the officer's hat popped off her head and fell into
Jen's car, knocked away by the addition of two new cat ears sticking out of her long brown
hair. "Oh sorry," said the officer as she reached in to get her hat. "That always
happeeen~!" said the woman as gravity caught up with her, causing her to
practically fall into Jennifer's car, her feet sticking out of the driver's window. "Sorry, I'm a
bit of a klutz sometimes," said the officer, her tail flicking in Jennifer's face.
"It's alright," said Jennifer, who was very tempted to grab the officer's breasts for some
reason. The officer pulled her feet into the car, loosing a shoe in the process, and pulled
herself into the passenger seat, shifting Jennifer's shoes to the dashboard.
"There we go much better," said the officer who now sat happily in Jennifer's passenger
seat. "Now where was I?"
"You were about to ask me a question, I believe," said Jennifer as she opened the door.
"Oh you can leave that out there," said the officer as she waved dismissively. "I hate heels
anyway. Don't know why the chief keeps making us wear them." The officer then gladly
took off her other heel, rolled down Jen's window and threw the shoe out the window. The
police then remembered what she came back to Jen's car. "Right, well to be honest. When I
got back to my patrol car, I was about to start punching in your information when... I
completely forgot why I pulled you over."
"Oh it was because... because... you know I can't remember either," said Jennifer.
"Really? Wow that's odd. I mean you think you would remember the reason you would pull
someone over or get pulled over. I guess you and I are just like that," said the officer with
a smile as she leaned back in Jen's car. "By the way my name is Kate, do you mind if I get
comfortable?"
"Sure why not," said Jennifer as she too leaned back, propping her feet on the steering
wheel. Kate smiled as she slowly started to undo the buttons on her shirt till it was
completely open, revealing her lack of a bra. "Ah that is so much better, you have no idea
what it's like to go around in a hot patrol car, waiting for a crime that might not happen.
It's rather boring. It's nice to take a break like this every once and a while."
"To be honest," began Jenn, "You don't really seem like the type to become a cop."
"Well, I've just always admired the police. They do a job that many people wouldn't dare do
and that's what drew me in. However, due to my klutzy ways... I've been posted for patrol
duty for the next three weeks. My boss is such a jerk. I apologized for the spill. You think
they would make coffee pot handles that weren't so slippery. Yet it's a job that needs
doing and I'll gladly do my best."
"You really are a nice person aren't you," said Jennifer, smiling at the energetic catgirl's
determination.
"Well so are you," answered Kate. "I mean who lets a stranger into their car. Granted I'm
not really a stranger since you know my name and I'm a police officer so I'm not going to
do something evil, but you are really nice. By the way I love your socks."
"Really? Thanks, its nice to find someone who appreciates this sort of thing."
"Tell me about it," said Kate as she looked at Jen's feet. "I wonder, could you put your foot
over here?" Jen did as she was asked and Kate swung her foot over and placed her foot
against Jen's. "I thought so. You and I are the same size. Ain't that funny?"
"Yeah imagine that." Jenn and Kate laughed about the coincidence for a bit, before Jen had
an idea. Looking through the clothing, gym bags, and water bottles she kept in the
backseat of her car, Jen managed to find two match pink stocking with glitter stars and
blue swirls.
"What are those," asked Kate.
"These were going to be part of an outfit for one of our halftime shows last year, but the
principal mandated that all performances had to be done while wearing school colors."
"Wow he sounds like a real prick. Maybe he and my boss should meet up, they might find
they have a lot in common." The two girls laughed at the idea. The two girls chatted for a
few more minutes becoming fast friends.
Eventually, Kate stood outside Jennifer's driver-side window wearing her police uniform
with Jen's pink and blue stockings. Jennifer spoke as she turned the car on, "You have my
number right. Call me sometime. Maybe you and I could go get lunch."
"I would really like that, now you get onto school," said Kate.
"Yes mam," saluted Jen with a smirk as she drove off toward school, content that she had
made a new friend.