Officer Juggs: Force - Chapter 1

Officer Juggs: Force. By Camille Juteau.

Chapter 1

Hardwood City. 

Her eyes opened. 

The officer was awake.

It was five o’clock and she was already awake. When she rolled out of bed, she wasn’t wearing much. Like she often did, she slept almost entirely naked, only bothering to wear a minuscule dark blue thong and nothing else.  

Loud footsteps were heard as she stepped out of the bed and headed straight for the bathroom. As surprising as it may sound, the officer did not look like complete and utter trash upon awakening. Instead, she looked pretty good, considering that she had a rough night's sleep. 

Her brown hair was kind of loose and a little everywhere, but that was no big deal since she would only have to comb it a bit before attaching it in a ponytail like she always did. However,  not before her morning shower which was desperately needed after sweating quite a bit during that restless night. So, without waiting another second, the officer hopped into the shower and water soon began to fall over her splendid, effortlessly sexual, and torrid body. 

It felt like she was coming back to life as soon as the hot water hit her face and her generously thick body. A handful of seconds passed before hot and visible steam filled the shower stall, and then a couple additional seconds before the same could be said about the rest of the bathroom. 

The officer’s back arched forward with both of her arms sticking forward. The palms of her hands were resting on the wall before her. For a while, she let the warm water rain down on her without moving much. When the water slid all over her back, it beautifully came down to her large and wide ass, wetting it all over. Her large breasts hadn’t received much water yet, but that was only because of the way she stood inside the shower stall with her back arched forward the way it was. 

I want to get things done, the officer thought to herself as she finally stood upright in the shower, only to reach for a lavender bar of soap on one of the white shelves around her. As soon as she stood upright, lots of warm water went all over her humongous large breasts, finally splashing all over them, wetting them, and rinsing them as well. With that bar of soap in hand, she began caressing her breasts with it, finally washing up the way she should be doing, creating a lot of soapy clouds of bubbles all over her chest. It suddenly began smelling much better in the bathroom. She began smelling much better. That gorgeous and refreshing lavender scent took over the entire room.

The brunette slowly breathed in and breathed out.      

This marked the only sort of relaxing moment she ever had during a typical day. The officer often took two showers a day, one during the morning right before heading to the precinct, and she would have another one right before bedtime. One of the downsides of being a police officer was the irregular bedtime, which meant she sometimes didn’t even have the luxury of sleeping at all. 

Her peachy white skin had never looked better than under this hot shower water and soapy bubbles. 

She grabbed the shampoo bottle from the shelf and seductively popped the lid open with one finger.     

Thump! 

She then sensually pushed some of the liquid shampoo out of the bottle and into the palm of her hand. 

She could finally wash her long hair... 

***

In typical fashion, the beautiful officer took no longer in the shower that was absolutely necessary. She was an efficient woman hellbent on maintaining a routine that most would find unforgiving. Most, but not this busty bitch..

She was dealing with two towels. One of them was wrapped around her head, drying her freshly cleaned mane of hair, and the other one wrapped around her body, covering her humongous breasts, as well as the rest of her torso and her hips even, but that towel wasn’t anywhere near long enough to cover her crotch, though.

The hot shower steam dissipated throughout the rest of the bathroom, as she stood before the mirror and did her makeup. 

Eyelashes. 

Eyeliners. 

Pink lipstick on her full lips.

She did it all as fast as possible.

Right after that, it was…

Suiting-up time!

Standing now in the middle of her bedroom, Jasmine dressed her voluptuous and heavy body with all the necessary outfit pieces that made up her typical “battle-ready” uniform.  

First, she slipped into the main piece, which was a dull blue V-shaped slingkini that tied behind her neck. The thin material stretched down about her massive breasts, struggling and failing to conceal the entire circumference of her wide areolae. Her platinum Chief of Police badge pinned proudly over her left nipple.    

Personally preferring a little extra modesty, she then slid a tight, but stretchy pair of low riding booty shorts on top. They were a darker shade of blue, and had cut-outs on either side to ensure that not too much skin was being concealed. 

When that was done, she clicked the buckle on her leather belt into place around her waist, equipped with all the accessories that her job necessitated, including her holstered 9mm standard issue pistol.   

The officer tied the laces of the leather boots with the five-inch heels she had just put on. 

Then, the finishing touch… Her officer’s hat completed the outfit.

I’m ready.

Well, she thought so at first, but that wasn’t exactly true. 

Oh, wait! I almost forgot…

She came back into the room, grabbed her aviator black sunglasses, and triumphantly placed them over her eyes.  

That’s more like it.

Now, the officer was ready for work.