An unmarked black SUV pulls up and the headswapped agents, with their male heads on the swimsuit contestant's bodies, struggle and eventually manage to push Jon, with the bikini model winner's body below his neck, into the back seat of the car. The agents climb into both ends into the car as well.
Karen, whose head is atop a dog's body runs after the car screaming at the top of her lungs "Hey! Stop! Bring back my boyfriend! Help! Police! "
The vehicle stops and one of the agents runs out and plucks Karen off the street and also throws her into the back seat of the car, which then speeds down the street.
"You put up quite a fight," mentions one agent. He adjusts his sunglasses, pulls back his hair, and fixes his red bikini top. His head on a shapely woman's body is quite a sight indeed.
The other agent removes his glasses and places them in his ample cleavage. He begins to explain, "I'm agent Q15 and this is agent 36X. We're part of a covert operations team that deals with specifically this phenomenon."
Agent 36X chimes in "We didn't want to tell you much, but seeing how far you've come in all of this, I suppose we have no choice: You, Jon Johnson, are imperative to some serious headswapping that may affect the fate of the world."
"What are you talking about? Headswapping is an everyday occurrence in life!" you deny. "By the way, could we please turn the A/C down a bit? It's kind of chilly." This is reinforced by the perkiness of 3 pairs of nipples poking through the bikini tops worn by the 3 males in the car. Karen simply rolls her eyes. "Oh Jeez "
"Fair enough," replies Agent Q15. He taps on the opaque glass window concealing the driver. "Hey, would you mind stepping down the air conditioning a couple of notches?"
Karen sits on Jon's lap on the leather backseat in the car. Out of habit, Jon scratches her back and her spotted beagle leg starts thumping, "Ooh that feels good," she coos until she snaps back to her senses, "Stop that!"
Jon's a little embarrassed. "Sorry, Karen."
Agent 36X continues, "Earlier in the mall, we tracked down a woman, Helen Iroshsky. We had backup come in and they found that purse she was carrying. At first we thought that was the only thing needed, but we found that there was some other key factors we need One would be Miss Iroshsky and the other is you."
Jon gulps as he felt that things would only get worse.
