Walking down a hallway, completely minding his own business, the new XWF X-Treme Champion Trax is walking and listening to some music on his cell phone, wearing a hoodie and his gleaming title belt.

As he passes by a vending machine, he stops and pulls some change out of his pocket and inserts the coins, getting himself a pack of Skittles.

That's when a hysterical blonde in a skin-tight purple minidress enters the scene followed by three cops.

"That's him, officers! He's the one who... trespassed... or mugged me... or somethig!"

One of the cops grabs Trax by the arm, spinning him around against a wall. Trax tries to run around.

"Stop resisting! STOP RESISTING!"








Trax hits the floor hard after the other cop tazers him. All three officers beat him mercilessly with batons until he becomes unconscious. Finally, Trax coughs up a bubble of blood.

"HE'S COMING RIGHT AT ME!!!!"

The cop holds his gun out at arm's length, pointed at the champ, but Roxy places her hand on his arm and slides in front of him.

"That won't be necessary officer... I think I was mistaken! I'm so, so, SO sorry about that."

She wiggles her hips and purses her lips into a pout, trembling her lip and beginning to cry crocodile tears.

"uh... no problem ma'am... he looks like he was up to no good anyway. Guess we can just let him off with a warning for now."

"Thank you so much, Officer Handsome!"

The cop blushes and the three of them wander off, talking about how strong and brave they are for taking down a violent criminal thug. Roxy slides her slender, curvaceous body over the nearly crippled Trax and starts filing her nails while and eating Trax's Skittles. She counts them out loud as she pops them into her full lips.


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