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                         CASE OF THE MISSING INMATES

                       By: THE EVIL MISTRESS (edited by Kingsmann)

           It just another sunny cool day in the great state of New York, and two officers sped along the highway to meet up with a special destination, for they were on a special mission. They had just started on their way upstate to pick up two infamous inmates for an upcoming trial. The prison where they were housed, an isolated place in the middle of nowhere, was a maximum security facility where only the hardcore offenders were kept, like Mary Cross and Cindy Banks.

Both inmates were arrested for brutal sex crimes, mainly involving humiliation of various public officials and personal, and sentenced to serve 25 years of hard time. They would beat and rape their victims, often finishing their victims’ punishment off with some kind of branding, animal mating, or a mixture of both, while adding even more humiliation, for whatever suited their whims. Due to their actions against various public figures, they’ve become some sort of media sensation, like modern day “perverted” “robin hoods” or such, dubbing them the “Humiliation Heroines”, for most of their targets have been corrupt people. Some people even claim that they are anarchists, fighting the government and its elitist dogs, the police. Regardless the claims, these two ladies loved their work…

Due to the media frenzy surrounding these two, the police had to escort these inmates secretly, for fear someone, like one of their demented fans, might try to spring them. With these trips, a lot of precautions regarding secrecy had to be enforced, and even someone to keep close tabs on them both. By protocol, one officer was to escort the prisoners from one jail to another, while the drivers were alternated, often doing this switch of drivers at some secluded spot…

As these officers drove on to meet the prisoner transport van, resembling a regular minivan, yet with heavily tinted windows, they kept a close eye on both of the two inmates. While one of the guards kept a cautious eye to their surroundings, the other’s eyes wandered back and forth from the inmates’ reports to the inmates themselves.

Occasionally, she’s reread some of the crimes these two had done to other fellow female officers, as well as other public figures, up until they’d been finally caught. As younger of the two guards kept on reading, an exclamation would escape her lips, followed by disbelief, of all the actions they’ve done, yet her partner had put her in her place, reminding her of the task at hand, and who they were dealing with.

Meanwhile, Olivia Griffin was driving to her favorite eatery, namely a secluded little dinner on the outskirts of town, where she could relax with a nice book and a good meal, and could forget about work for about an hour, and all of her incompetent subordinates. Easing into the parking lot, she felt some of her tension ease out of her, as she grabbed her latest romance novel, and stepped out into the cool spring day. Taking a deep breath, to exorcise what work-related stress she had left within, she smoothed out her off-white turtleneck sweater and adjusted her plaid skirt, namely her favorite outfit to wear, adjusted her glasses and her hair, which she kept in a high bun, and set forward towards the diner at a casual walk, hoping for a little time to forget her business, and the lackeys within, and enjoy some alone time.

The “boss bitch” was about to relax and enjoy herself, or so she hoped…

At the same time, Officer Stacy Jackson drove along some of the back roads, checking for a possible disturbance, which seemed to have been some raccoon, or other vermin, invading a local trash heap. Seeing this as a “wild goose chase”, the officer relaxed, as she got into her car and proceeded down towards town. Her stomach growled loudly, as she just shifted in her seat and drove, until she could take her lunch break.

To some, she was considered on of the “uncompromising officers of the law” in this area, and would bust anyone for anything and even a bit more, if she could. Yet, she saw herself as one who was upholding the law to the fullest, and was proud of her “work”…

A few hours earlier, Mary and Cindy had just been carefully loaded into the van for their trip, with their every move monitored, both of them as well as their surroundings. Each woman was dressed in their standard orange prison outfits/overalls, with their hands chained and cuffed tightly to their sides, while some of their former tools were being escorted to an evidence locker along the way. They were also wearing special head and mouth gear, which was used to keep dangerous prisoners forcefully quiet, while also avoiding any “biting incidents”. The best either of them could do was grunt and moan to the other, appearing both hopeless and helpless.

Unknown to most, especially the guards, both Mary and Cindy have been training themselves for these types of situations, making them excellent escape artists. They’ve been doing vast different bondage situations, for exactly this case, escaping from any imprisonment, and had already been working on their manacles, for they had already planned to free themselves as soon as they stopped.

As the time passed, it became a time for action, to bring the plan forth, especially as the guards steered towards the meeting place – a big secluded diner, which had little, if any, customers. It was selected solely for its seclusion, yet, also had some wonderful food. A lot of law enforcement often stopped there as their secret eating spot and confirmed by most, to be a very secure spot as well, for it was far away from everything.

. The two guards slowly pulled off at the big diner’s exit, circled the parking lot, before finally parking in a shady corner of the open lot. Making sure the prisoners were secure, one of the guards headed into the diner, figuring their replacements should be there shortly, and wanting to get a bit to eat, while the other stood watch. The young guard stretched catlike, as she stepped outside of the van, while the older one wandered inside for some sandwiches. Bored with waiting, the other guard meandered a bit, walking around the van, checking the tires and such, and rarely checking on her prisoners, while both prisoners secretly worked on their escape…

Then a short time later, older guard slowly returned to the van, carrying several bags, and younger one ran over to retrieve one of the lunches for herself, almost immediately digging into her own food. While the guards were distracted and/or away, both inmates diligently worked on their restraints, and having gotten free, were waiting for the guards to return into the van, before the next step could happen...

As they re-entered the van, Mary grunted and moaned noisily, getting the guards’ attention, while one of the guards approaches carefully, to find out what was the matter. The younger guard cautiously came over, wondering what was the matter, and slowly removed the mouthpiece, giving Mary a chance to now speak.

With a chance to speak, Mary sincerely thanked the guard, mentioning that they had to use the bathroom, while squirming in their seats. Pondering this occurrence for a moment, the guards decided to bring them to the bathroom facilities, since the next escort had not arrived yet, and escorted them out of the van and toward the diner, with each guard having a prisoner in tow.

Approaching the back door, both the guards and prisoners approached the restrooms, in the rear of the diner, while trying to attract the least attention, from both the diner staff as well as its customers. All the while, Mary and Cindy kept an eye on their surroundings and saw 2 items within this sparsely-frequented eatery.

Once inside the privacy of the restroom which seemed to accommodate a lot of people, the guards hustled them towards the stalls, as Mary and Cindy quickly, and in unison, made their move against their unsuspecting captors. With spinning moves, both the inmates knocked the guards off their feet, before pouncing upon them and beating the other women down! With a few carefully placed blows, the two guards were completely knocked out, with the former inmate looming over their unconscious forms…

Giggling among them selves, Cindy was surprised at how easily this part of the plan had succeeded, as she continued to laugh. Meanwhile, Mary quickly checked outside, and peered into the diner, to see if anyone had noticed any of the commotion, and released a sigh of relief when it appeared that nothing was stirring within the diner.

 Seeing that “the coast was clear”, the former inmates began working on their unconscious playmates. As the two giggled evilly at their bulky prizes, that now laid before them, Cindy continued to check the on-goings outside and seeing still no one around, she returned to Mary, as they continued to strip the guards of all their clothes, and especially grabbing their weaponry.

While examining the clothing of the two unconscious guards, the two shook their heads at some of the clothing they held. ”Well, we certainly do have some big cows here, don’t we?” Mary remarked to Cindy. The same thought crossed their minds that these guards wouldn’t do – they were much too big! The escape would have to have two other people who were both similar in size as well as similar in appearance, to make it work right.

 While Mary continued with undressing the guards, Cindy was going to sneak back into the van, to get some of their “equipment”, while shedding her orange inmate garb, and tossing on the oversized shirt and pants of one of the guards. Climbing out of the bathroom window, which was a bit of a tight squeeze, rather than going out front, for someone would be suspicious or might notice the a different person in the police uniform. Cindy quickly made a beeline to the van, hoping that she’d gone unnoticed, and happy that she took both sets of keys with her. Within a few minutes, Cindy eagerly and happily returned with two large black bags. As Cindy came through the window again, she saw that both guards were now completely naked on the floor, and she smile widened even more, for playtime was going to begin soon. Cindy chuckled at the sight, while Mary grinned up at her, and both of them began rummaging through the black bags.                 They pulled out some binding straps and ball gags, followed by several pairs of cuffs and leg irons, giggling like little schoolgirls, but with a more sinister intent. Each one of them took a guard, strapping their hands and arms behind their unconscious backs, and securing the ball gags tightly in their victims’ mouths. They even took some time to admire their handy work, for it was going to be the canvas they were about to play with...

As the two guards started to come around, both of the victims were groggily waking up, trying to shake the cobwebs out, when they suddenly noticed that they were securely bound and tightly gagged! They also noticed that they were completely naked, which only made them try to struggle helplessly against their bonds; grunting and moaning through their gags for help, but little use for the gags were well in place and muffling any sound…

Seeing the guards finally waking up, with almost perfect timing, the former inmates chided the 2 victims, easily relating to them as “cows”, As Mary spoke to them, she grinned widely as she walked around the 2 prone guards, wearing their gun belt with gun, and waving around the shock baton. She continued a quick little rant, of some things she and Cindy were going to be doing to them, warning it could be worse, if they tried to fight back, while she circled the bound victims.  Without warning she thrust the shock baton into the nearest defenseless guard’s pussy, which seemed already wet, and instantly pushed the button, enjoying the guard’s body squirming and shaking from the sudden voltage going through it.

Likewise, the other guard suffered the same fate, as Cindy focused in on the other guard, with her own shock baton. Now, both victims on the floor flipping and flopping around like fish out of water, with their eyes bulging out their heads, praying for some sort of reprieve, they eyed their captors with fear. As the former inmates kept the shock batons firmly imbedded in their captives moist love tunnels, the bound guards screamed through their gags, begging and pleading for the to stop. The pain was very intense as the sticks were thrusts in and out of their battered pussies, both guards were not able to hold it anymore, forcing them relieve themselves, pissing onto the floor.                                                         

“Wow! You are some naughty Cow-bitches, aren’t you?” A mocking taunt escaped from one of the former inmates’ mouths, as they chucked at the embarrassed and blushing guards, still quivering upon the floor. Removing the batons from the abused pussies, they focused in on the huge tits on both captive women, which appeared to be at least 44D. They continued to punish the women – focusing in on their victims’ tits, pussies, and assholes, for a long while, with frequent stops, to check if the other guards had arrived. Sometimes, if the guards tried to refuse something, either former inmate would beat them, making sure the victim understood their place. Finally, both guards were beaten and whipped as the telltale signs were shown on their bodies with the big red strips from the shock batons as well as the former guards’ own belts. These same red strips were all over – on their tits with long strips and gashes; on their asses with criss -crossed patterns. With all this abuse, the poor victims now sat in the nearest corner, trying to find some kind of shelter from these two maniacs, mewing from behind their gags.

After a little time, Mary decided that they needed to know a little more about how they were to be exchanged, since it’s already been some time, and still no sign of the new replacement guards. Both Cindy and Mary knew this was the spot of the exchange, but the rest of the details were unknown. Taking one of the guards, the younger one, over to the side, Mary took out the gag, yet warned about any trouble, and marked her point by placing the shock baton next to the quivering guard’s loins. The questioning didn’t reveal much, except that the other guards would take charge of them here, with no real ceremony or anything…

Cindy, meanwhile, kept checking the door, to see if anyone arrived, and began scoping out the diner a bit better, as well as checking for any other police influence. She’s pleasantly surprised when she noticed one of the diners’s patrons, as well as a local sheriff, which just wandered in, with a widening smile… yet her smile wavered when she saw another police van arrive…

Cindy carefully watched the police officers carefully, while keeping an eye on both Olivia and Stacy, both inside the diner, for they were the only patrons within the place. Quickly, she rushed back into the last stall of restroom to tell Mary what she has seen.                                                                        

Mary, grinned as she heard the news she’d been waiting for, namely of 2 people that could pass for “twins” of them! Yet, she was still worried about the 2 new replacement cops that had arrived, but that was something she was not all that worried, if she could get the stage set properly… They just have to greet the guards “properly”, as well as get the diner secure, for the next step of the plan, which Mary eagerly hoped to implement... Meanwhile, the former inmates dragged their two captives into the last stall of the bathroom, knocking them out with another jolt of the shock batons, and awaited the arrival of the replacements…

As Olivia continued to enjoy her meal, while oblivious to her surroundings, she continued to read her romance novel, and enjoy some of her quiet time. With only some sheriff sitting in another part of the diner, and just a cook and waitress around, she was quite content with everything around her, without really paying any attention to time, but savoring the novel even more…

Stacy sat back, and enjoyed her coffee, as she placed her order, and noticed two more officers, non-locals, arrive through the door. She doesn’t pay much attention, for it was none of her business, not to mention, this was a common police hangout, for the food was cheap as well as good. She kept a weary eye on the guards…

When the guard initially arrived, they’d checked the van, and not noticing a struggle, proceeded into the diner. With no one there that obviously fit the profile of guards and prisoners, these replacements proceeded towards the bathroom. Preparing to enter the restroom, with their weapons drawn, they called out for the guards but getting no response… moving in closer, they began to check the stalls, moving further into the restroom. As soon as they rounded the corner, and were approaching the last few stalls, they saw Mary, standing behind a naked guard. Instantly, both guards yelled out for her to drop her weapon and move away from the guard, while Mary just laughed at the two unsuspecting officers.

“No, it’s you who will drop your weapons, like good little cunts, or I’ll cap this fat bitch and my friend will do the same to the other!” Mary thundered with some glee, as a stall door flew open, showing Cindy with the other naked guard. With only seconds to decide, the other two officers lowered their guns, knowing that these two were insane and desperate enough to do so. Ordered to kick them over, as well as step away from them, they moved back…

            With their hands in the air, Cindy moved away from her unconscious guard-captive, and placed her gun out, ordering them both to strip, cocking the revolver, to prove she meant business. Without having to have the order repeated, the two replacement guards began to strip, much to the glee of the former inmates. Despite their mumbling protests, both Cindy and Mary had them bound similarly to the previous 2 officers, and smiling at them both, as their fun began in full swing…

            Stacy pondered a while, while eating her food, namely of the guards that went into the bathroom. It’s already been a couple of minutes, and typically people didn’t take like 15 minutes to use the bathroom. This got her curious, as she began to approach the bathroom, with a little bit of concern running through her mind…

            Meanwhile, Olivia stretched a bit, as she began completing her meal, and glanced at the time… she should head back to work already, yet she grinned to herself adding, “It’s great to be the boss!” and chuckled, while she got herself ready to pay the bill, but she had to use the restroom. As she typically did, she left the total with the tip on the table, and let the waitress get it, as she began to approach the restroom, to freshen up…

As Cindy and Mary were getting the other captives bound and gagged, they proceeded to have fun with them, repeating the same acts to the new officers as was done to the previous ones. They’d had so much fun with the shock batons, making sure their new playthings matched their previous ones, and even went a step further, in having all 4 officers branded with their “custom logo”.

Yet, as they broken in the last two officers, to the same level as the previous two, they smiled contently at the 4 unconscious forms before them, and were getting things ready for their next step of their plan, when they heard the door open. Clutching their guns, they slowly moved towards the doorway, as Stacy came into view…

Striking like a panther, Cindy did a swept kick at Stacy, knocking her off her feet, as well as knocking Stacy’s gun out of her hand, and pounced upon her, holding a gun to the officer’s face. Trembling at the woman before her, Stacy stayed still, while Mary began to approach them, and stepped past them, to guard the door, and check if anyone else was around.

Moving back and grabbing Stacy’s gun, Cindy stood up, motioning Stacy up and to turn around, of which she did, although Stacy mumbled her discontent. Grinning, Cindy quickly put the handcuffs on her, and smiled contently, as Stacy was guided into an empty stall.

As the stall door closed, the bathroom door opened again, where Mary hid behind it, and Olivia moved towards the nearest stall, again oblivious to her surroundings. She entered the stall, and began to relieve herself, relaxing a bit, and did her business. Tidying up, she opened the stall door, and was surprised when she saw Mary standing there, holding a service revolver at her and gesturing her to come out.

Olivia followed, stepping out of the stall, and down around the corner, where she saw Cindy move two unconscious officers into a stall, and returned to move two more unconscious officers into another stall. With a sigh of relieve, Cindy moved to yet another stall, and smiled at Mary, as she pulled Stacy out of the stall.

“What do you think? I’d say these 2 sexy gals could easily pass for us, you think?” Cindy smiled, as she glanced over at Stacy, while Mary nodded contently.

“I’d have to agree,” Mary stated happily, as she looked Olivia over, “and I do love what she’s wearing! Just the kind of stuff I love to wear, when I’m not ‘working’” Both former inmates giggled, while their look-alikes stood there confused, but their meaning soon caught up to them, as they nervously stood there…

Mary began to check on her captive, trying to notice all the details surrounding the person before her -  Olivia was around 5 foot 7, roughly 145 lbs, had lovely shoulder-length reddish-brown hair, with her hair down, with amber eyes, not to mention her stunningly well-toned figure, containing 36C sized breasts. Olivia was exactly the same as Mary, with a few adjustments to the hair and make-up. Continuing to survey her prey, Mary was making sure of getting all the details she could from her, and smiled widely, when everything she was seeing was fitting so perfectly! Even checking out her clothing, Mary loved how the sweater hugged her double’s curves so tightly, while the skirt highlighted her legs so wonderfully. Oh how she was looking forward to being in those shoes!

Similarly, Cindy was inspecting her victim, admiring the athletically-toned body that Stacy possessed. Her eyes continued to wander, exploring every aspect of Stacy’s physique, noting that Stacy was 5 foot 6, and roughly 130 lbs. She was enjoying everything she was seeing about her captive, for like Cindy Stacy was beautiful light-skinned black girl with gorgeous 34C tits, lovely dark brown areolas, which were about half-dollar in size, and a killer body. She’d found a perfect match for her switch…

“What do you think, Love?” Cindy asked her fellow inmate, as she continued to hover over her captive, like a moth drawn to a flame.

“I think they are perfect!” Mary said with a widening grin, “… so let’s get to work on them.” Both Olivia and Stacy stood there, no certain what to do. “Well, ladies looks like you both are just what we needed, now, if you would get undressed, leaving everything in the stall.” Both inmates guided their look-alikes into an empty stall, and kept a close watch on them both, making sure all items were removed and placed into a proper pile, removing all make-up, and even making sure each person was stripped bare, in every sense of the word. Then issuing some more orders, the captive women did what was told to them, with Cindy putting the cuffs and restraints on both Olivia and Stacy. Within minutes both Olivia and Stacy are bound and gagged, then finally ankle restraints were put in place, and ordered that they were to kneel before their captors. 

            “Well, you know, I think it’s time we got out of these ugly orange suits, don’t you, Cindy?” They both quickly disrobed out of their inmate clothes and now stood naked before their trembling captives. Both Mary and Cindy began to caress themselves - squeezing their tits, masturbating their hot, moist pussies, and even fingering their own assholes – all in front of Olivia and Stacy, as if they were their own private audience, and added them to the “show”.

Mary walked over to Olivia, as she continued to finger her soaking wet pussy in front of her, and gives Olivia a quick peck on the lips. Slowly removing her fingers from her own pussy, she slid them into Olivia’s cunt, enjoying the embarrassment on her victim’s face.

“Cindy, you know, our little Dykes here are going to need a little practice and a few modifications,” Mary cackled delightful, as she saw Stacy’s embarrassed face, while Cindy worked upon her.

Hearing this, both Olivia and Stacy tried to object, tried to tell their captures that they were not Dykes, but Mary and Cindy began to vigorously play with them, as their screams, from behind their gags, did nothing but release some low grunts and moans.

Both Mary and Cindy took Olivia and Stacy, by their heads, and pulled them directly into their wet crotches, rubbing their faces into their hot moist holes, especially as they were both about to cum. Both women had tried to resist but could do little in their bound positions as their faces were covered in their captors’ love juices, and remained there, with their nose pushed up inside their tormentors’ moist fuck holes.

“Get a good smell, Dykes, because soon, you’ll be getting a lot more!” Mary and Cindy said in unison, while trying to hold them selves back from laughing. Yet, Mary stopped her laughing and continued, “You know, Cindy, we can’t have our little Dykes here going to their new home without making some modifications…” of which Cindy heartily agreed, and added, “Let’s shave them good idea and laser tag them,” to which Mary disagreed.

“Yes, to the laser tagging, for they do have to get used to their new identity as ‘us’, but not a complete shaving, for they do have to look like us!” Mary stated directly, of which some of Cindy’s eagerness dissipated, “but we can still have fun with a few of the guards there! But, business first, honey…” That news had Cindy perk up happily, as she smiled widely and started pulling some things out of the black bags again.

 As Cindy goes over to the bag, she removed a pair of scissors and clippers, followed by some instant hair remover. While looking through the bag she also finds the laser “ID tagger”, which removed as well as placed an inmate’s serial number onto the skin, to keep track of them. It was an item they had managed to swipe a while back, and happily had kept it hidden in their stuff, for an occasion like this one. At the moment, Stacy had removed Mary’s “tattoo” and they both pinned Olivia down, as they applied Mary’s old “tattoo” to Olivia’s rear, in the same relative location to where it had been on Mary’s body. Similarly, they performed the same action, onto Cindy and Stacy, making sure the switch was done right.

With the main switch done, Mary hid the tagger back into the bag, while Cindy sprayed the hair remover on Olivia’s neatly trimmed snatch first, and then did the same to Stacy’s. Within minutes, Cindy rubbed her hands across their hairless bodies, especially their cunts, as the remaining hair falls off. With all the hair off, from the neck down, and their bodies bare of clothing and make-up, Olivia and Stacy now could easily pass as identical twins of the two inmates!             Meanwhile, Mary had started clipping the hair off starting off of the guards, which still remained unconscious guards, while Cindy had made sure the their “twins” were tightly secured to a nearby stall post, and then joined Mary with the hair remover. After a few minutes, they sprayed the remaining guards with the hair remover, making sure all 4 guards were now completely bald from head to toe. To be certain, Cindy had made sure to add an extra dose to the Officers’ heads, and watched the remaining hair fall and rub off their now bald heads, as they used one of the guards’ pairs of panties.

With all the guards completely hairless, as well as branded, both the inmates had knocked them out again, using the shock batons, and had the 4 officers tied up in 2 stalls – 2 officers per stall. Tossing their uniforms and other things, except the handcuffs, and weapon belt with guns, into a neighboring stall, the inmates returned to their helpless “twins”.

“OK, our identical little cunt twins, it’s time to get some more of your ‘modifications’, if you get my drift,” Cindy said with a playful snarl, which implied some malice. Mary meanwhile delved into her bag and removed a nice huge dildo, which was a strap-on that she’d attached onto her own body. Getting Olivia on her knees, Mary proceeded to ram the dildo deep into her double’s pussy, making sure to sink in nice and deep, and repeated it, until she can visibly see how Olivia’s pussy was stretching. Feeling equally inspired, Cindy did similar, removing another strap-on and proceeded to ream Stacy’s pussy. Together, it was unusual to see, for it appeared like one twin was fucking the other twin.

Cindy cheered, as she saw blood trickle from Stacy’s pussy, while a short time later, Olivia’s pussy did the same for both were stretched wider than either victim’s could imagine, but now matched their captors’ pussies identically. Both Cindy and Mary had frequently used these on themselves, but now had used it on them; to make sure things were being exact between identical inmate and identical captor.

As Cindy finished up with Stacy, she immediately began to slide the blood-and-cum soak dildo into Stacy’s rear, forcefully sliding it in, as Stacy’s mouth was covered with a gag. Similarly, Mary had thrust a ball gag into Olivia’s mouth, as she began to do the same – slide her own blood-and-cum soaked dildo into Olivia’s ass.  They both grin widely as the shock batons were brought out, and threatened to use them, if their captives made any major noise, with both Mary and Cindy briefly shocking their victims’’ pussies…

Now, both inmates grab Stacy, and bend her over a toilet, as both Cindy and Mary wield their shock batons, and have Stacy’s mouth at Cindy’s pussy, while Mary takes the shock baton, and slid it deep into Stacy’s bare, unprotected pussy. Cindy ordered her twin to start licking her pussy, or else Mary would turn on the shock baton, to which Stacy eagerly attempted to eat out her captor’s pussy. Occasionally, Mary or Cindy would still turn on the baton, just to have her speed up or slow down, but kept her going for a while, until she nearly passed out.

Stacy quickly shook her head, trying to regain her sense, as she’s dumped onto the floor, and the same treatment is applied to Olivia, although she was eating out Mary’s pussy, rather than Cindy’s. Yet, with Olivia, Mary was even rougher than Stacy, constantly making sure her double could get her to cum, especially more than a few times. Barely conscious when they finished with her, they also dumped her on the floor next to Stacy. With the two victims exhausted, the two inmates began to get to the next phase of their plan, as they quickly cleaned up, making sure some of the evidence was covered up, as well as leaving some evidence behind, like the guards’ hair and some tools, like the hair remover and the clippers. They even took some “compromising” pictures of the guards, to make sure to leave those behind, while making a few extra for themselves. Just more evidence to leave behind…

Making sure the new “stage” was set; they immediately got everything in order. Firstly, they both went over and slapped their new replacements on their sore and red rears, awakening both women, who were moaning and grunting through their gags. While they were still groggy, Mary and Cindy proceeded to dress them up in their former inmate uniforms, while securing the handcuffs onto them, and replacing their ball gags, with the prison-issued one. Only thing left to be done was put on their prison-issue pants, which were still pulled down to their knees…

Mary walked over to the bag, extracting two inflatable butt plugs as she took one and passed the other to Cindy. Both inmates were now beginning to twist and push these plugs into their unwilling identical captives’ tight assholes, as they whimpered helplessly at their captors’ deeds. Once the plugs were in place, they wouldn’t be coming out all that easily, to which both Mary and Cindy both happily commented about.

With that last insult added, Stacy was grabbed by Cindy and Olivia was grabbed by Mary, and both former inmates proceeded to molest them a bit more, using the shock batons as dildos, getting them all hot and bothered, while still in a nervous state. Just as Olivia and Stacy came, the batons were activated and both women passed out from the pain…

While the two “new” inmates laid there unconscious, both Mary and Cindy began to finish dressing their doubles, though not fully restraining them, leaving only the ball gags and handcuffs on. Taking a moment, they trimmed their double’s hear, making sure it looked more messy and disheveled, and then began to prim themselves.

Cindy went into an empty stall, and put on all of Officer Jackson’s clothing, including the gun belt and gun, and began to make sure all the minor details looked exactly like that of the former officer’s. She’d made sure she knew everything in the wallet, which revealed quite a lot, and knew enough of the police and such, to be able to play the role of an officer of the law. She’d gotten herself ready in almost no time, and stood guard near the entrance of the large restroom.

Meanwhile, Mary went into another empty stall to get herself ready, for she was going to savor getting ready for this role. Rifling through her double’s purse, she delighted at everything she was finding in there – a driver’s ID, business notes and planner, and even something more precious, a personal diary! Reading through it, for she’d also been managed to speed-read through a good chunk of it, describing a lot of recent events in detail. It was a bigger blessing than Mary could have wished for, as she looked at her new wardrobe with blissful delight.

Slowly she put on Olivia’s jewelry, and slipped on her panties, as well as her thigh-high stocking, followed by her plaid skirt, of which she nicely smoothed the garment out. Slipping into her “new shoes”, she smiled at how well Olivia’s life was fitting her so perfectly. Finally, smiling to herself, as well as Olivia, she slid the off-white turtleneck sweater, sans the bra, since it appeared that Olivia wasn’t wearing one! Making sure everything was in place, she stepped out, and examined herself in the mirror, applying her make-up, and lastly, putting her hair up into a bun and wearing her glasses, which had too low of a prescription to have an effect, and grinned at the results.

Looking at Cindy as Officer Stacy Jackson, and Mary as Olivia Griffin, one would never have guessed them to be the former inmates Mary Cross and Cindy Banks, nor would anyone think that a switch even occurred, since their doubles now perfectly matched how they used to look like!

Removing Olivia’s gag briefly, Mary gave Olivia a deep and tender kiss, before replacing the gag into her mouth, whispering, “I do love this outfit, for your clothes, especially this turtleneck sweater, fit me like a glove…”

Slapping their doubles on the rear, Cindy, now Officer Jackson, barked out some commands to the new Olivia Griffin, as she tightened the cuffs on the awakening two new inmates. The guards were just slowly beginning to awaken as the new Olivia went inside the stall, and feigned surprise, as she immediately began to release the officers from their bound positions. Each officer was beginning to shiver with anger, especially as they exited the stalls, and saw the two inmates pinned to the ground by Officer Jackson. Their anger only grew as they felt the brand on their rear, as well as their bald heads, knowing all too well, that they’d become new trophies to these two insane inmates.

After quickly getting dressed and armed, the guards quickly interrogated both the new Officer Jackson, as well as the new Ms. Griffin, as they were filled in on the story – these two people innocently walked in on these two inmates doing some nasty stuff to them, and managed to catch them by surprise. With the help of Ms. Griffin, they managed to handcuff both inmates and keep them restrained, until the guards were able to handle it. To the relief of each of the guards, they were happy no “back-up” was called to see them in this embarrassing situation.

Having been proper “debriefed, both the new Olivia Jackson, as well as the new Officer Stacy Jackson existed back into the diner, and relaxed at their respective spots, smiling secretly at each other, while awaiting the guards and their prisoners…

Inside the restroom, the guards managed to clean everything up, gathering the evidence, but were furious with these two inmates who had humiliated them so badly. Now, it was time for some “unofficial” payback…

Taking the clippers, as well as the hair remover, two guards each grabbed an inmate, whom was struggling and screaming through their gags, but were ignored by the guards’ collective fury. Applying the clippers to each of them, both the new Mary and the new Cindy were shaved, as they watched with terror as their beautiful locks fell to the floor. Immediately afterward, the hair remover was applied to each of their heads, and even a second heavy dose was applied, just to make sure everything was gotten off their heads.

As if that wasn’t enough, they retrieved the branding tool, and proceeded to brand both of the new inmates, right next to their own laser-tagged tattoo. Snickering at the two crying inmates, the guards had felt content with their punishment, and agreed that all four of them would escort these two deviants to the next location.

While donning their hats, to cover their own bald heads, they paraded the new inmates out of the restroom, and towards the van. As the 6 of them walked through the diner, both Mary and Cindy had stifled a laugh, until the guards and prisoners had left the diner and its parking lot.

As the new Mary Cross and new Cindy Banks rode to their new prison, the guard inside the van would randomly shock them, especially if they tried to speak, often shocking them right in the throat. With their throats hoarse from the shocking, Olivia and Stacy cried, especially since they saw that they had a rough life ahead of them…

Meanwhile, about an hour after the guards and prisoners left, Mary and Cindy went to the bath room again, hugging each other at how well they managed to act these roles out. It was time for them to lie low, but the best way for them to do that, would be to go see their “new” jobs, and then take a nice vacation, where they both would meet up together somewhere later on.  On this, they both agreed, giving each other quite a deep and passionate kiss and hug, as they both were about to leave.

“You know, OLIVIA, I do love how you look in that turtleneck sweater,” the new Stacy Jackson commented seductively, while the new Olivia Griffin beamed widely.

“Well, I think I will have to make sure to have a lot more of them, especially for you, STACY, for I do love to keep my ‘woman-in-uniform’ happy” the new Olivia Griffin smiled lustfully, which had the new Officer Jackson strut her stuff happily.

With that, they parted, while exchanging their “new” business cards, they got into their new cars and drove off, knowing they’d meet up again soon enough…

            THE END