Karyn saw the police car's door open and the officer step out. The police officer was a woman, about 5'8" and rather good looking, definitely not man-ish. Somewhat surprised to see a female officer making a traffic stop alone, Karyn decided that in the seconds she had left before the officer got any closer, her best bet would be to lesson any perceived threat and hope the Jon has to pee excuse worked.
Karyn began speaking hurriedly. "Jon, your name is Jen and you have to pee badly."
"Karyn, why ..." Jon started.
"Shush! No time. " Aware that her driver's license had to be a reasonable match, Karyn took a deep breath and began. "I wish that I was one inch shorter and my clothes continue to fit properly. I wish that Jon was three inches shorter and his clothes adjust to fit properly.
"Eeep!" Jon squeaked in shocked surprise as his view dropped lower and the seatbelt tried to strangle him.
One inch wasn't much of a change for Karyn. The pedals felt like a seat click too far away for comfort, and her grip on the steering wheel felt a little off, but all in all, hardly noticeable. Before she could turn her attention to the more substantial change she'd worked on Jon, the officer was at her window.
"Do you know why I pulled you over?" The officer said.
"I guess I was going a little fast, but my friend really has to go to the bathroom." Karyn pleaded.
The officer was sympathetic, but she also was not about to allow herself to be manipulated. Standing back from the door and casually resting her hand on her service revolver, she ordered both of them to step out of the car. The driver was a couple of inches shorter than herself and responded promptly and passively. Relaxing somewhat, the officer transferred her attention to the passenger making her way around the back of the car. It was almost beyond her self control to keep a professional look on her face instead of bursting into uncontrolled laughter. The passenger was a tiny little thing, at least in stature. She was quite obviously walking with a familiar clinch. There was no doubt this tiny under dressed and oversexed little bimbette was in need. She briefly considered holding them up just to humiliate the girl, but chastised herself for being petty.
"All right, I'm letting you off with just a warning. The next exit has a Gas-and-Go with a restroom. Watch your speed and have a nice day."
A relieved Karyn and a now desperate Jon piled back into Karyn's car. Karyn kept a wary eye on the police car and only completely relaxed when she took the exit and the police car kept going. Karyn had barely come to a complete stop at the little Gas-and-Go before Jon was out the door and doing a clinched butt rapid waddle walk for the restroom. Chucking as she watched the now very petite little Jon hurry away, she smiled and wistfully said to herself, "I hope there's a line."
