Harassment (Patreon)

Things were spiralling out of control. Well, things had actually been spiralling out of control for a while now. He really didn’t know how Maude had felt about him until after her accident. She was just a girl in chemistry that sometimes smiled at him and looked at him a bit creepily. They’d never even spoken. Then something had happened in class one day and she’s been covered in chemicals. She was taken away in an ambulance and wasn’t seen for two weeks. When she returned she had changed utterly. She was now twice her former height at ten feet eight inches, and her body had blossomed turning her into an athletic goddess. She Hulk had nothing on her. While her previously plain, or even goofy looks had remained unchanged, her personality had completely transformed. Now she was assertive and even dominant to everyone around her. The first day back she had literally picked Conner up and kissed him passionately. It was assault really but he didn’t know what to do. He was supposed to be a cool kid, no woman had ever done that to him before. She began to play out her evident obsession with him and publicly emasculated him more and more each day, until one evening she took him back to her new large apartment (paid for by the college insurance company) and had her way with him. She told him that he was her property now. 

So here they were. Maude held the officer by the top of her head. She was dangling there, kicking her legs and trying to free herself. Her gun lay on the floor, twisted into a useless scrap of metal. Maude could pop her skull at any time and it looked like she might do it. 

“Now I think you owe us an apology. If you ever harass my boyfriend like that again I will end you, do you hear? Did you think you could just stop him in the street for no reason?”

Connor reached out to take Maude’s spare hand and looked at her pleadingly. 

“Sweetie, I think we should just go now. I think you have made your point to the officer.”

“Oh honey, you’re so cute, but I don’t think she understands yet. Why don’t you pipe down until I’m done talking with her.”