Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ♫Bad boys, bad boys what ya gonna do,what ya gonna do when the cops are bad too.♫ Join us as a fly on the wall (or squad car) as we follow in secret two rogue cops on patrol in one of the most perverted cities in the country. We begin our day in a donut shop (where else?) as Officer Frank Mares,a man whom one might call slight of build,almost effeminate and Officer Donna Panatela,who is a large woman with a huge chest and a broad rear end, make plans for their day. "I'm telling you panties I'm not going to be worth much today, I'm tired and hung-over and I just want to finish the shift and go home." "How many times I have to tell you to stop calling me panties my name is Panatela? Frank you're tired and hung over every day, don't you ever sleep?" "It's my wife, she's fucking our neighbor and I worry about her so I stay up till she gets home." "Don't give me that bullshit Mares, you just want a look at her pussy full of neighbor cum and hear her tell about her night of fun." As they are talking they hear a call over their radio "Attention all units missing boy seven years of age... (there follows a description). The boy failed to show up at Our Lady of Sorrow Catholic School be on the lookout." "Let's go Donna that school's right down the street. Isn't that pedo, Father Flanagan at that church?" "Yeah, you're right let's swing by his house and take a look" They drive in silence both worried about a little boy who might be in danger. As they both approach the parish door, they hear a child's screams of pain. Officer Panatela kicks the door open with one swing of her size eleven boots. Inside they witness what might be a scene from Dante's Inferno. There is a young boy, in hand cuffs forced over a kitchen table and a man with his pants around his ankles forcing his member inside the young lad's bottom. The boys clothes are in taters and thrown around the room. Whatever was on the table (it looks like breakfast leftovers) has now been swept upon the floor. Officer Panatela rushes inside and strikes the man with her baton; he falls into a heap on the floor. Officer Mares picks up the little boy and takes him to the bathroom to help him clean up. Once the boy is out of the room Officer Panatela starts kicking the man who is still on the floor. Office Mares returns to the room and tells his partner, "I've got the boy cleaned up but his clothes are gone. I put him in one of the priest's tee shirts; I'm going to take him to the mall, get some clothes for him and then take him home. See if the priest's wallet is in his pants, he should pay for the boys new clothes." "Here's his wallet, catch, I'm going to stay here and have some fun with our friend,come back and get me when you're done." We follow Officer Mares as he does what he said he'd do. At the boys house we witness a joyful but tearful reunion of mother and child. Officer Mares talks to the child's mother, "We got to the boy before he got hurt and he even got some new clothes out of the deal. But you tell him to stay away from strangers, OK?" We are wondering why the officer doesn't tell the mother what really happened but when we get back to the priest's house, we find out why. The priest is now in the very handcuffs he used on the boy and on the same table. The first thing we notice is officer Panatela's baton sticking out of Father Flanagan's rectum, one other thing, he does not seem to be breathing. "Damn Panties you really did have some fun, it looks like you have Leroy (Officer Panatela's pet name for her baton) stuck in his ass about twelve inches." "You missed a good time Frank,I shoved Leroy in and then picked up the priest with it and threw him on the table. Next, I rolled him on his back and pushed the boy's tidy whiteys in his mouth. Then I just sat my big old ass right on his face. You shoulda seen him flopping around trying to get a breath of something besides the farts I kept letting loose. Then, I reached over and grabbed Leroy and pulled his asshole toward his face all the time fucking him just like he was going to do to that poor boy. You really missed the funny thing Frank; as I smothered the last bit of life he had left in him, he came." The officers cleaned up any evidence they might have left at the crime scene and replacing Officer Panatela's baton with a broom handle. They also found some little girls underwear in a drawer. The two put a pair of little bunny panties around the priest's ankles and stretched a little training bra around his chest under his frock. "I'm a mess Frank that perv not only came all over my uniform, he slobbered on the butt of my pants. Let's swing by my place so I can change. While I'm changing, you can call in a tip on the Father to the paper, maybe he'll make the front page." When we walk into Officer Panatela's front door we are all surprised to see her beautiful latte colored daughter lying on the couch with her school uniform skirt pulled up and her panties off with her hand busily rubbing herself. "Hi Momma, hi Uncle Frank, I'm sorry but I have this itch deep inside and I have to scratch it." "That's OK honey, let Momma fix it for you." Then the mother kneels down and starts licking her daughter's most private parts. Officer Mares walks over to get a better look, then picks up the teenager's very skimpy panties and starts sniffing them. "Don't they smell skankey Uncle Frank? I've had my hand up my cunt all day, I know I was sitting in a puddle in math. I hope the boy who sat there in the next class enjoyed it. Oh Mom right there, that's it oh yeah." After Officer Panatela finished her daughter, she changed her uniform and they left her house to go get lunch. They always eat at a little Italian place that has a back room where the officers can enjoy their lunch in private. As we join them it looks like a normal lunch but after closer inspection we notice two, (how can we put this delicately)' ladies of the evening' under their table. We also notice that Officer Panatela is not wearing her uniform pants and that Officer Mares pants are around his ankles. Lets listen in on their conversation, "That's it Lola, yeah right there. Frank I got to find a good black kid for my daughter, here she is 14 and she's still a virgin. If she's going to learn to enjoy sex she'll have to learn from a black man, ah no offense frank." "What can I say Donna, that's the same thing my wife tells me." "Well it's true, their cocks are bigger, they last longer, and I swear to you their cum even tastes better. The only thing is my ex ruined me on men; he was a great lover but a lousy husband. No for me it's women only from now on. Isn't that right Lola? Oh girl, don't try to talk with your mouth full." Officer Mares phone rings, "Hello dear, yes I am fine. You're with who? Oh of course, just be careful and enjoy yourself. She is right here, you want to talk to her? Donna my wife wants to talk to you." "Hi Marge, how you doing? I guess I mean who ya doing? I glad to hear that Marge, you deserve a man to fuck who has a real cock. Yeah I know you just keep Frank around for his tongue. Listen you let me have a few licks on you and you won't need him at all. OK, have fun I'll talk to you latter." Officer Mares starts to moan, "Frank don't you cum in that ho's mouth. Pull it out before you cum I want some of your cream in my coffee." "Panties you are sick, here give me your cup I'll fill it up for you." "Christ Frank, you don't even cum enough to lighten a cup of coffee." OK girls we're done with you, go on get out of here." One of the girls complains that she charges forty dollars for her services and wants her money. Officer Mares says, "You're nuts I wouldn't give you forty dollars for one of your kidneys." "Come on Frank we have to go, we just got a call saying there is a problem down in 'Queers Park' What Officer Panatela really means is 'De-beers Park' down on De-beers Street. This is what almost everybody calls it especially since a lot of gays hang out there now. Who knows what came first, whether the gay crowd goes there because of the name, or it is called that because gay kids go there to hang out. When we arrived, we witnessed a gang of thugs beating up a couple of boys. They all ran when we pulled up and the two boys go back to what one would have to call a classic 69 position. One of the boys is badly beaten. "Georgie when are you going to learn, what is this the third time I've had to rescue you?" "I'm OK Officer Mears; they didn't hurt me to bad. You know this is the best place in town to meet pretty boys and besides last time you took me to my place and reamed my backdoor really good." At this time Officer Panatela says while laughing, "Frank I knew that little dick of yours was good for something, I guess you fit his back door just right." "Very funny Panties, let's take this kid back to his father's farm." Once at the farm we go to the barn to get some fresh eggs for Officer Mears and surprise the boy's brother doing something unnatural with a sheep. Officer Mears yells at the boy, "Get your filthy dick out of that sheep, what the hell is a matter with you?" "At least I'm not down at 'Queers Park' sucking dick like Donny. You want to see something funny go to the back stall and see what Sis is up to." As he is talking, he keeps violating the poor animal until with a groan he completes his vile action. We go to the end stall and pull the door open, there is his sister sucking on a horse's member, and she is moaning the whole time. Officer Panatela gets up close to the girl and lets out a whistle. 'Oh my god frank you see the size of that horse's cock? Maybe this is what I need, if I had a horse I might be able to start fucking again." While we are looking, you can see the horse's nostrils start flaring, and his eyes start glazing over. All of a sudden, he starts to climax. It is like a fire hose, the poor girl is trying to swallow all of it, but there is so much, and it is coming out of her nose and mouth and running down her front. No one can believe what they are seeing and everyone is standing there aghast. The young girl is now the one with the glazed eyes. No one knows what to say so we just back out and leave. The ride back to the station is quiet, after witnessing what we all just saw, there seems to be nothing to say. When we get out of the car and start reflecting on what we had been privy to, we seem to have encountered every perversion know to man today. This is definitely a sick town.