Uniform Stealing Board

Hi! After a long hiatus, I come back with a long story, so I will post one part every day (there is four of them).
I hope you guys enjoy it.

The Great Scape. Part I. A Crazy Plan
- ‘Gosh. She really looks like Ursula Volkanov. Do you know who she is?’, said Holly Ganon
- ‘I heard that she has been in thousands of procedurals. You know, playing one-episode characters, but never in something this big. I do not recall her name though”, answered Kelly Yates.

The woman whom they were talking about was a pretty blonde with short hair. Both Holly and Kelly were also blondes. One might argue that they were canonically more attractive, being taller, bustier and more svelte than her, but the woman had some kind of aura than made her special beyond her pretty face and magnetic grey eyes. The two aspiring actresses were not particularly sharp, but they could feel it.

Holly and Kelly were in their early twenties and they had both moved from their smaller towns to Los Santos, dreaming of becoming famous actresses. The combination of good looks and limited talent, however, had only allowed them to play insignificant roles in small productions or to do some commercials for local networks. Kelly had some additional credits on her IMDB page, but she would rather not talk about her experience in the adult film industry. This was going to change though. Their agent had told them that they had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. A major streaming platform was developing a show about Ursula Volkanov, the wanted fugitive who led a band of infamous criminals whose actions always involved the stealing of uniforms of policewomen and such, and they wanted attractive, unknown actresses who did not shy away from “bold challenges” (a euphemistic way of saying that the show was brimmed with sexually charged scenes) to play Ursula’s companions.

That is why Holly, Kelly and other 38 young, attractive wannabe actresses were in what it looked like a deserted warehouse with a small production team, some videographers and a few people in charge of make-up, wardrobe, etc. It did not seem very impressive considering that is was supposed to be a major production, but the prospect of getting a breakout role was more than enough for those women to forget about these things. In any case, everyone was promised that even if they did not get the job, they would be paid 500$ for their troubles.

So far, everything had been quite standard: sign a bunch of NDAs, do some short takes to introduce themselves, etc.; however, when the actress who was going to play Ursula arrived, everyone knew that things were getting real, but not that point. Surprisingly, it was her, not anyone from the small production team, who took the lead. ‘Girls, now it is the time to see what you are made of. Team up in pairs and make groups of four, please’, the mysterious actress said.

Holly and Kelly were grouped with a slim, short brunette and a busty Latina with dyed-blonde hair. They waited awkwardly until someone from production came with two fake police uniforms which consisted of a short black skirt, a blue shirt with a badge and a black cap. He handed them to Holly and Kelly and said: ‘This is quite straightforward. You two are going to dress up as cops and the other team will try to subdue you and try to take off your clothes. After that you will swap. Rules are easy: no blood or tearing up the clothes. Besides that, show us what you got’.

The two blonde wannabe actresses looked at each other, a bit perplexed, but dutifully complied. Then, wearing the police uniforms, they climbed to some kind of boxing ring, where the brunette and the Latina waited for them. They stood nervously, looking at each for a few seconds, until the Latina jumped Kelly and they both rolled to the ground, fiercely fighting. The Latina managed to unzip Kelly’s skirt, revealing that she was wearing a black skimpy thong, and to start to unbutton her blue shirt before the blonde fought back and managed to stop her. The short brunette then looked at Holly and quietly mouthed ‘sorry’ before she sucker-punched her. The young blonde woman, surprised and angered, stumbled, but she was able to fence off the attacks of her counterpart. After two minutes which looked like an eternity, the producer stopped the fight and ordered them to change roles.

It was now Holly and Kelly’s turn. The two blondes, angered and driven, concocted a quick plan with just a few words. Once they got in the ring, they teamed up against the Latina, rightfully guessing that the short brunette would not know ho to react. Holly held the Latina’s arms while Kelly quickly peeled off her black skirt and unbuttoned her blue shirt. The dyed-blonde woman fought back, but there was nothing she could do against two enemies, so in a matter of seconds she had lost her police uniform and was only wearing white tanga panties and a matching bra. The producer, evidently pleased, threw the two blondes a rope and their instinctive reaction made him smile. They immediately used it to restrain the furious Latina. Kelly deftly tied the woman’s hands behind her back and asked the producer for another rope, and he immediately obliged. Then, she used it to tie the Latina’s ankles and to connect it to her wrists, hogtying her. Kelly’s experience in the adult film industry had paid off in the most unexpected way.

The brunette, scared to death for the quick and vicious attack to her partner, looked at Holly and Kelly’s aggressive stance and started to undress of her own volition. With the speed of light, she took off her black skirt, blue shirt and black cap, piling the clothes on the floor, and raised her hands in surrender. The blondes were not satisfied though, especially Holly, who wanted to avenge the brunette’s previous sucker-punch. They slowly walked to the attractive short woman, now wearing only skimpy forest green panties and a matching lacy bra, and exchanged a quick look with the producer, who threw them a long coil of rope. Kelly used it to hogtie the brunette while Holly lowered her forest green bra and started to fondle her perky tits and toy with her nipples. She was ready to put on a show but, suddenly, the actress who was going to play Ursula showed up, laughing, and said ‘You can stop now. I want you two in my team. You are hired’, and gave them two red ball-gags, which they used to silence their two captives. The Latina futilely tried to resist, but she only got her round ass spanked as a result. The blondes, beaming with satisfaction, high-fived and asked the producer: ‘When do we start shooting?’.

‘Tomorrow’, the producer answered after exchanging a quick look with the actress who played Ursula, who was, in fact, the real Ursula Volkanov. ‘This plan is fucking crazy, but if I can persuade these ambitious, dumb bitches that we are actually shooting a TV show this might work. It has to work. This might be the only chance to free my friends’, the criminal thought.

Lydia Wallace walked through the busy room as fast as she could. After arresting Ursula’s team, she was a rising star again, so her superiors had given her almost everything that she wanted. Now, a dozen of women worked to bring Ursula Volkanov to justice once and for all. The brunette federal agent needed all the help she could get, but she was also very cautious. Mr I, Ursula’s employer, had money and political connections, so he could buy ears everywhere. That is why she only discussed the key aspects of the investigation with her most trusted colleagues in what they jokingly called ‘The Kremlin’, Lydia Wallace’s office.

The brunette agent punched the secret code and walked into a big office, where Sonia Hernández, her attractive raven-haired partner, and the two rookie agents who had started working with them before they completed their training at Plantico, Clarice Hawk and Meadow Corradi, waited for her. ‘Good morning, ladies. Kissing asses in Capitol City has granted us more funding, but I would like to do some real work now, so tell me what has happened this week’, she said.

Clarice Hawk, always eager to please, started: ‘There were three ‘incidents’ this week, but we think that Ursula Volkanov and her minions were responsible for only one of them’. Since her team was arrested but she miraculously managed to escaped, Ursula had started a revenge quest, attacking police officers of every kind throughout the country to steal their uniforms, for the past few months. She was also sponsoring local groups of delinquents to do the same while tens of copycats and fans tried to emulate Ursula’s feats with mixed success. As a result, videos of bound and gagged policewomen in their underwear, after having their uniforms stolen, plagued the news on an almost daily basis. The authorities, afraid to be seen as ‘not woke enough’, had doubled-down by hiring more and more women and sponsoring all-female police units in response.

‘Ok. Show me the three incidents anyway, Clarice’, Lydia Wallace replied. The federal agent and her colleagues were close enough to use their first name in a work environment. After all, they all had found themselves bound and gagged in a state of undress after having their clothes stolen in the line of duty, so it was hard to keep a formal relationship after that.

The slim blonde agent nodded and played a video recorded by the security camera in a cafeteria. Two young women dressed as cops, a brunette wearing a ponytail and a blonde with curly hair, waited in line for a coffee, wearing navy-blue pants and shirts and black boots and holding motorcycle helmets, when in the right corner, an old woman opened the door to go to the washroom and screamed. Suddenly, two women with their hands and ankles restrained with tape, and their mouths gagged with the same material, emerged to the cafeteria, hopping with great difficulty. One was a pretty, voluptuous redhead who wore her hair in a braid, wearing black skimpy panties and a matching lacy bra, which hardly contained her enticingly bouncing breasts, and the other was a slim blonde with blue eyes who had opted for white with a floral pattern and matching bra. Seeing that the unwilling donors of their uniforms had managed to escape from the toilet booth, the two fake policewomen ran away.

‘This was yesterday, in Griffin City, in the mid-west. The two criminals were later arrested: they are two brats from a college sorority whose party was ruined by the police, so they wanted to do this prank in revenge as a dare’, the blonde federal agent explained. Lydia Wallace nodded and replied: ‘Ok. Let me see the next one’.

This time, it was Meadow Corradi who showed her a video of another security feed, this time in a park. ‘This was also some sort of a prank, this time made by a small-potatoes gang of female bikers in Añejo, near the border’, the buxom, raven-haired agent explained before pressing Play. Lydia Wallace thought, with sorrow, that the video looked like a comedy sketch. Two busty police officers, a Latina with curly black hair and a pretty blonde with brown eyes, sat on a bench, drinking coffee and eating a donut, like walking stereotypes, and their uniforms consisted of light-grey pants with a black stripe and a shirt with short sleeves of the same colour, when a young woman wearing a black leather jacket started to talk to them. The federal agent noticed immediately that this was a ruse. While this woman distracted the two cops, another one crept from a bush behind the unsuspecting officers and tied their boots’ laces together without them noticing it. Then, the woman with a leather jacket said something to the cops, probably an insult, and started to run. The two policewomen tried to follow her, but they comically tripped to the floor. With lighting speed, the woman with the leather jacket rushed to take the gun from the blonde cop while her partner did the same with the redhead’s. The policewomen were made to strip at gun point and spin to show their alluring bodies to the captors. Lydia Wallace, to her chagrin, also found the scene mesmerizing. The federal agent’s eyes were fixated on the cops, who looked incredibly sexy in their underwear. The redhead was wearing cheeky black panties and a matching lacy bra while the blonde had chosen white with blue horizontal stripes panties and a matching bra. Then the bikers took the cops’ handcuffs and used them to restrain them to a lamp post. To complete the humiliation, the two criminals took off her own panties, and gagged the cops with them. As a final touch, they used lipstick to paint the word ‘PIG’ on their foreheads before running away with the policewomen’s uniforms.

‘The criminals are still at large’, Agent Corradi concluded before stopping the video. Lydia Wallace sighed and said: ‘Ok, tell me some good news. Tell me that the third incident would help us to arrest Ursula Volkanov, so we stop looking like morons every day’.

‘Unfortunately, that is not the case. The third incident took place in Petrovia, a small town in the west coast which bragged to have an all-female police force, and we believe that Ursula participated on it or sponsored it. Someone put some kind of sleeping gas in the air ventilation system of the precinct, knocking out the entire local police force’, Sonia Hernández said. Lydia Wallace exchanged a quick look with her partner and friend and replied: ‘let me guess: they recorded it and send some kind of message’.

‘Exactly’, the Latina agent answered while showing her partner the video at maximum speed, because it was quite long. Three masked women, wearing black yoga pants and a hoodie, recorded themselves breaking into the now quiet police precinct and carrying the unconscious policewomen to one of the cells. After that, they stripped them of their uniforms, which consisted on black pants or skirts, white shirts and black ties, and their shoes. Then, they ziptied their wrists behind their backs and their ankles and silence them with ball-gags. A few minutes later, the cops started to wake up, only to be mocked and groped by their captors, who concluded their action by painting a threatening graffiti on the wall: ‘You could be next. Free Ursula’s friends’.

Sonia Hernández stopped the video and said: ‘The cops were only found 8 hours later, when one guy drove to the station to pick up her girlfriend. No one in town noticed the blatant absence of police officers in the streets and no crime was reported during that time. The offenders remain at large’. Lydia Wallace, however, was only paying perfunctory attention to what her partner was saying, her eyes looking for clues and, to be honest, examining the bodies of the scantily clad women. There were 7 cops in total, all of them in their twenties: two curvy Latinas, a fit black woman, a cute brunette and three pretty blondes, all of them very attractive, and they all wore the same kind of underwear: white bikini panties and a matching bra which combined comfort with sexiness. Before the federal agent could say anything, Sonia Hernández read her partner’s mind and explained: ‘Do you remember that controversial ad of Intimissimi, the lingerie brand, in which a sexy blonde was found in a closet by her police officer fellows bound and gagged wearing this set of underwear? The one that said ‘Ideal for every kind of situation’? Apparently, after all the bad press they got, they removed the ad and gifted thousands of sets of underwear to cops throughout the country’.

Lydia Wallace gave her partner a dry smile and walked to the huge map of the United Federation which hung on the wall and placed a red pin in Petrovia, the aforementioned town. The federal agent stared at the more than fifty pins of different colours in frustration. Ursula could strike with impunity almost everywhere. Lydia also knew that this was not only a quest for revenge. The criminal wanted to distract them, made them stretch their resources while waiting for an opportunity to free her friends from jail. In three days, Ursula was going to be presented with that opportunity, when her team had to face the first of many trials. By now, thanks to Mr I’s connections and deep pockets, the criminal surely knew when and how her friends were going to be transferred from jail; and it was a certainty that she would attempt to free them.

The brunette agent looked again at the map. They had even used AI to find a secret pattern of the incidents, hoping that they could figure out where Ursula was hiding or something else. ‘I have to see what is missing. Instead of focusing on the places where she has attacked policewomen, I should find where she has not and why’, Lydia Wallace thought. Then, the answer appeared in front of her eyes and her face brightened: Ursula had avoided the long Route 66 which crossed the country. That was the road that the Chief Deputy Marshal was going to use in two days to transport Ursula’s friends.

‘Sonia, Claire, Meadow. Quickly. I need a list of every local police force along Route 66. Focus on towns in deserted areas and with a high ratio of female officers’, Lydia Wallace ordered with excitement.

After a couple of hours of research, Meadow Corradi shouted with joy: ‘I got it! St Leonard’s Spring. A small town five miles west of Horizonte, the county capital and the only city in the area. Their police force is comprised of 48 officers. All women’.

Lydia Wallace told her partners: ‘Listen to me. It totally makes sense. Considering her traditional modus operandi, I am sure that Ursula, with the help of an ad hoc team, will steal police uniforms to free her friends when they drive through Horizonte. We have to alert the Chief Deputy Marshal and the cops of St Leonard’s Spring!’.

‘We will not do any of that, sweetheart’. The unmistakable voice of Laura Griffiths and her southern accent filled the room. Special Agent Griffiths had been disgraced after the debacle of the Oasis casino, but thanks to her political connections, she had managed to climb back. Lydia Wallace led the investigation to arrest Ursula, but she had to report to Agent Griffiths from time to time.

The brunette agent breathed deeply, trying to remain calm, and said with aplomb: ‘It is a hunch, but you know as well as I do that it makes total sense’
- ‘I think you are right, Wallace. However, the transport of the prisoners is the Marshals’ job, not ours. What we are going to do is to travel to Horizonte tomorrow morning and set a trap for Ursula. I am going to be honest with you. After how she humiliated me, I do not want the Marshals to take all the credit for arresting that bitch’, Laura Griffiths detailed.
- ‘And what about the poor policewomen of St Leonards’s Spring?’ Lydia Wallace inquired.
- ‘I guess they are going to meet Ursula very soon’, she callously replied, smiling.

Sitting inside a black van parked on a dead alley, close to the police precinct of St Leonard’s Spring, Holly and Kelly breathed with trepidation, struggling to remain calm. After a couple of days of shooting a few short scenes, they were going to do the first big action piece tonight. The actress who played Ursula was going to direct a few episodes of the show, so she was in charge of explaining to the six actresses who had been casted what they were going to do. The two blondes did not even know her real name, as she introduced herself as Ursula Volkanov. Method acting, they guessed. They were also other things that looked strange, like tonight’s shooting, but Holly and Kelly did not have experience in big productions, so how they would know?

Ursula told them that they were going to do the scene in one take, in order to be as realistic as possible, so they should never stop acting no matter what. ‘We will later edit the whole thing’, she insisted. She also explained that, even if they could not see them, there were cameras everywhere and even a couple of drones. ‘Everyone has read the script, right? Do no mind to improvise when necessary. It will make everything fresher. Remember your training: the extras will try to resist when you attempt to knock them out and steal their uniforms to make it look more realistic. Any questions? No? Then let’s fucking go’, she concluded.

Holly and Kelly started to walk towards the entrance of the police’s garage. They looked very sexy wearing short dresses, high heels and even black stockings, as they were supposed to be sex workers, an obviously unnecessary addition included just to spice up the script. The policewoman who was in charge that night of registering all the vehicles exits, a pretty brunette with short hair and green eyes, looked at them with evident surprise.

‘Hi! Goodnight, officer. Sorry to bother you, but we were hired for an ‘event’ and we are not sure we were given the right directions, because the place does not show up in Google Maps. Could you help us?’, Holly said nervously, without needing to pretend. The police officer seemed bothered and she was ready to tell them to leave immediately, but Kelly jumped in and started to talk without respite, explaining the directions they were given and insisting on how important it was for them to go to this event.

The blonde policewoman did not care for what Kelly was saying, but they only needed to distract her while Ursula broke into the office. The two blondes had seen her during the short training they did between shoots, but this was way more impressive. Ursula picked the door’s lock and entered the room without making any noise. She walked stealthily towards the unsuspecting officer and pressed a cloth soaked in chloroform on the cop’s face, rendering her unconscious. With the speed of light, Ursula started to undress her. She loosened the black tie enough to remove it over the cop’s head, unbuttoned the policewoman’s white shirt, peeled her black skirt and took her black short-heeled shoes in a matter of seconds. The criminal took a few seconds to admire the policewoman’s body, who looked very sexy wearing only burgundy cheeky panties underneath black pantyhose and a matching lacy bra, and then proceed to restrain her by ziptying her hands behind her back and her ankles and to gag her with tape. Ursula then hid the unconscious cop under the desk and, with the same speed, discarded her clothes and put on the police uniform.

Holly and Kelly, now fully excited, made a gesture towards the other actresses to come with them. Ursula then told them: ‘You know what you have to do: hide in the cruisers’ back seats and have your chloroform ready: the next shift must be here in a few minutes’.

The two blondes did as ordered and waited for the arrival of the policewomen. From their hiding place they could see how the first pair of cops, a tall brunette who wore a ponytail and a curvy Latina with black curly hair, got into one of the cruisers. Everything went smoothly and they saw how their fellow actresses dragged the now unconscious cops out of the cruiser. Like in training, they quickly took off their uniforms, ziptied their hands and ankles, and gag them with tape. The two bound, gagged and scantily clad cops were unceremoniously deposited on the trunk.

Two minutes later, the next pair of policewomen, a voluptuous redhead and a petite blonde, arrived. This time, something went wrong: Holly and Kelly saw that the two actresses exited the car with her hands up while the redhead pointed her gun at them. This was not on the script, so the actresses were about to start panicking when Ursula came to help. The criminal jumped the cop and, after a short fight, took the gun from her, reversing the situation.

The redheaded cop stared in disbelief when she was ordered to strip, but complied. He protests increased when Ursula ordered her to take off her black bra, so she could admire her wholesome breasts, and especially when the criminal told her to take off her lacy black panties and shove them in her mouth. Ursula’s threatening tone and a spank to the redhead’s round ass sealed the deal though. After being bound with zipties and gagged with tape, the redhead was forced to hop towards the cruiser’s trunk and join her fellow cop, who was already unconscious, bound and gagged in her underwear, in captivity.

- ‘That was terrific acting from everyone’, said Holly with admiration
- ‘I know. It looked 100% real. All that impro was on point’, Kelly replied with awe.

The two blondes did not have much time to chat: the last pair of policewomen were about to arrive, a slim, pretty raven-head who had obvious Asian ancestry, and a curvy blonde with curly hair. The two unsuspecting cops sat on the car without realising that someone was hiding behind them until it was too late. Acting in unison, the two blonde actresses pressed cloths soaked in chloroform on the policewomen’s faces, rendering them unconscious.

Excited and proud, they immediately dragged the cops from the car and started to undress them. They noticed with surprise and joy that both policewomen were wearing Intimissimi’s white bikini panties and matching bras. ‘I was the model of the ad! Remember?’, Holly said with excitement. ‘I do! I did not know that policewomen actually wore this kind of underwear. Funny’, Kelly replied.

Intoxicated by the thrill, Kelly decided to be bold and placed the petite Asian-looking cop on top of her blonde partner and to ziptie the policewomen’s hands behind each other’s back. They were so close that their breasts were rubbing each other’s. After gagging them with tape, they hid the cops in the trunk. Holly made a face, but Kelly said ‘Come on! Ursula told us to improvise and I will invite them to a drink after. I swear’, completely unaware that the two women were real police officers, not extras.

Part of Ursula had believed from the beginning that the plan was utter madness, but so far it was working. ‘With some luck, my friends will be free in a couple of hours’, she thought with resolve. Then, she smiled at the actresses, all of them now dressed as cops and told them: ‘Follow me we have a convoy to stop’.

This looks clever thank you

welcome back Torreken!

I love the description of the raid on the Petrovia Police precinct!

free Ursula's friend!




please don't stop!

Sakanre wrote: Mon Jul 21, 2025 10:44 pm This looks clever thank you

Thank You! I hope you enjoyed the next part too

esercito sconfitto wrote: Tue Jul 22, 2025 3:14 am welcome back Torreken!

I love the description of the raid on the Petrovia Police precinct!

free Ursula's friend!




please don't stop!

Thank you!
Wow, it is impressive how quickly the AI evolves.

It is great to see you writing again, my friend! Always a huge fan of your well-written works!

andyv2k14 wrote: Wed Jul 23, 2025 4:45 pm It is great to see you writing again, my friend! Always a huge fan of your well-written works!

Thanks a lot! I hope you enjoy this new story