Madison's Halloween Predicament -- Chapter 1

[Johnny Lawrence]

This is my first foray into these sorts of stories. This takes place in no particular universe, just with obvious inspirations. I'm looking at about 7 or 8 chapters right now. It's not quite complete yet, but I wanted to post at least part of the Halloween story before Halloween was over.


Chapter 1


"There's no way it's real."

"No, I'm telling you, it's completely true. This is real. There's a whole website full of this stuff."

Madison refrained from rolling her eyes. Kristen was a smart girl, really she was. But sometimes she could be such a sucker. Whether a chain email or some new diet fad, she could count on getting a forward from her friend at least every few months. 'You have to see this, it's incredible!' And that was true, in the original definition at least. They were all completely non-credible.

The two had been friends since college, when they'd been roommates Freshman year. And while Kristen had been plenty *book* smart, graduating near the top of the class and even going on to med school, Madison had been the practical one, the voice of reason.

No Kristen, that man doesn't need a hundred dollars for a bus ticket home. He's going to use that money for drinking.

No Kristen, don't buy that used car without having a mechanic look at it first. I don't care what the salesman said.

No Kristen, don't click that link. That's not really from Amazon.

The thing was, so could be so smart about everything else. When Kristen got going on something involving chemistry or biology, she could leave Madison in the dust, wondering if her friend was even speaking English anymore. And that's not even counting the various Latin phrases that she peppered into her science-speak. Madison always considered herself highly intelligent, but sometimes you meet somebody whose mind just drives home that you're about a step and a half removed from wearing a loincloth and living in a cave. And when she was on, that person was Kristen.

And then there were times like now, when you wondered if she even had a thought in her head. Part of it was due to her appearance, of course. Kristen had developed early, and just kept right on developing. With blonde hair to her mid-back and tits bigger than her head, it was easy to write her off as just a brainless bimbo. If she wasn't actively spouting medical terminology, you'd think her only concern was squeezing that body into some slutty outfit. And even when she was talking like that, part of you wondered if she was just a big fan of medical drama TV shows.

Plain and simple, the girl just lacked common sense.



Her current obsession was a webpage with a bunch of pay videos. There were hundreds of them, ranging from vaguely sexual to completely pornographic. It purported to be a law enforcement site, from some county sheriff's office down south somewhere. It had a jail blotter with a series of mugshot photos. There were tabs at the top for "Arrests this week/this month/this year". Select a tab and row after row of mugshots would appear, each showing an inmate's name, date of arrest, and photograph.

Madison had seen sites like this before, a cruel bit of public shaming for people who had not yet been convicted of any crime. From what she understood, some police departments even used it as a fundraising tactic, bilking people for significant fees to remove the pictures, even if charges were never filed.

But that was where the similarities ended.

"Look at this," Kristen said. She selected a photo, an attractive woman who appeared to be in her early 30s. Madison didn't catch the name. Kristen clicked on it. The website opened a new window, a preview video, maybe 45 seconds in length. The new page proclaimed that you could buy the whole video for only $14.95, or you could get a monthly subscription for $99.95.

"What kind of page is..." and then the words died on Madison's lips. Oh. It was *that* kind of page.

The video started playing. It was a police dash cam, and they were trailing a red car. A superimposed radar gun showed the speed tick up to 26 miles per hour. The officer hit his lights, and then the video faded to a body cam. The patrolman walked up to the car where the pretty blonde woman sat, dressed in a dark blue business suit. "I'm sorry officer, is there a problem?" Another transition and he was pulling her out of the vehicle. The woman let out a startled squeak, and then he was turning her around and locking handcuffs on her wrists. "Stop resisting ma'am!" He pushed her onto the hood of her car. The blonde bent at the waist, and her legs seemed to part of their own volition. The burly cop slid one hand up her thigh, pausing a moment before hooking his thumb under her skirt (wow it was short). "I'm going to have to search you ma'am," he gruffly stated. The blonde responded with a throaty moan. The cop lifted her skirt to reveal a pair of lacy white panties, and then the image froze. Madison noticed a small damp spot in the center of the underwear.

'You won't believe what happens next!!! Buy now, only $14.95!" flashed on the screen.

'You're right, I don't believe what happens next,' Madison thought.

Kristen was staring at the screen. After a long period, she turned. "That poor woman! I can't believe they would do that to her! And all for going one mile an hour over the speed limit!"

Oh you sweet summer child...

"Oh that woman? You mean that porn star? Kristen, that website is fake. That's an actress. They want you to put in your credit card information, for God's sake."

"No Madison, that's real. That really happened to that poor woman. Can you believe..."

"I can believe all right. I can believe that you stumbled across some fetish website and took it for being real. I can believe that a woman who completed her residency and has the words 'M.D.' after her name gets fooled by a jerk-off website for horny guys. But I can't believe that some cop out there filmed himself molesting a woman and his department put it on the internet for all to see. And did you see how many different pictures they had? The civil rights lawsuits would bankrupt the whole county."

While Kristen had gone to med school, Madison had opted for law. She had a small practice that was mostly divorces, but she could smell a mega-million dollar judgment a mile away. And this one smelled phony.

"You don't understand. This is real. I know it is. You have to see some of these other videos. Look what they're doing to these poor women!" Kristen was adamant. Sometimes she saw reason quickly, like those phishing emails. And sometimes she didn't. This was apparently going to be one of the latter times.


"Go back to the previous page. The one with all the mugshots."

"No wait, you have to see the rest of this one. Watch what they *do* to her." Kristen clicked again, and the full version loaded up. It was late afternoon and two officers sat in a squad car, a half-eaten box of donuts on the center console between them. The men made irrelevant small talk until the blonde in the red car drove by.

"Wow, did you get a look at her?"

"Sure did. Why don't we give her a little small town welcome?" the other chuckled. The driver started the car and pulled out onto the highway.


Madison blinked. "Hey, wait a second. Did you... you didn't buy that video, did you? Kristen, tell me you didn't pay money for that." Madison realized she knew the answer before the question had finished leaving her lips.

Kristen looked up at her, guilt plainly visible in her features. "Well, not exactly. But, you have to see what they've been doing. They can't get away with treating women like this."

The two cops were trailing the red car now, making crude jokes to each other as they waited for the driver to commit some kind of traffic infraction.

"Kristen, go back. Go back to the previous page. I want to see all those mugshots."

The buxom blonde sat at the computer, hesitating. The video continued, and some part of Kristen clearly wanted to see it through to its conclusion. Reluctantly though, she gave in to her friend's demands and moved the cursor to the close tab button. She then hit backspace, and returned to the original page.

Madison leaned in, brow furrowed as she studied the screen intently. Row after row of pictures sat before her, each one a different woman. She reached over and hit the page down button, and the screen jumped to a new set of photos.

"Look at this Kristen. See anything odd? These mugshots, they're *all women*. Do no men ever get arrested in this town? And look again, they're all *attractive* women. None of these people look like the typical meth addict. None of them are old. None are fat, or trashy, or even just ugly. They're all hot. Don't you see anything weird about that?"

Kristen's eyes got wide and she nodded her head up and down. "Yes! You see?!? This police department is arresting hundreds of pretty woman, and they're victimizing them! In a normal town, they *would* arrest more guys, and the women arrested *would* look trashy. But these, they're all beautiful professionals." She paused. Kristen was breathing heavily, her eyes resolute. Her skin was flush. "Women like *me*. Like *us*."

She clicked on another photo, selecting one seemingly at random. A different woman this time. Another window opened, another preview video began playing. Kristen clicked out of the preview and hit the "full video" button. It started from the beginning. Madison saw the video was 47 minutes long.

"Geez, did you buy this one too? No, wait. Did you buy a subscription to the whole site???"

Kristen's attention was back on the video. "Just watch, Madison. See what they do to this girl..." Her voice seemed distant. "It's just terrible that they think they can get away with this."

Standing over her friend's shoulder, Madison watched as the video played. She tried to ignore the tingling she was starting to feel.

[openmouth-tongueflat]

really good set up! I love when the internet has some seedy site that people are getting into. there's always a threat about consequences, especially when the website is connected to authority. I really like the set-up! and the compulsion to interact with such a creepy website! and the awful things they do to these poor, beautiful women!

[Mr. Smith]

Silly women drivers. That's why its called a "speed limit", it doesn't matter if you are one mile or twenty miles over it, you are still violating the law.

[ZeeChromosome]

Johnny, loving the set up here. It makes me want to read more. I'm grinning right now because my imagination is running wild... it a very naughty direction. It's perfect.

[jerry606]

love it, on to chapter 2

[Johnny Lawrence]

Thank you. Had the flu for the past two weeks, but I'm over it now. Hopefully I'll have the last couple chapters up in a few days.

[reader158]

Thank you. Had the flu for the past two weeks, but I'm over it now. Hopefully I'll have the last couple chapters up in a few days.

itt's really good newds to hear you are doing well now Johnny.

I really hope the following chapters are not the last ones