The Good Cop (Meet N' Fuck x Male Reader)

Chapter 11

The mayor hosted a meeting between him and the Chief of Police, Officer Juggs. Today was going to be the day he gets the Bodine head put behind bars and himself one-step closer to having sex with Mrs. Cockleone. That's all he cared about, after all. Some would say that she is using him to do some good instead of the other way around.

Anyways, it was time to put the plan into action, the plan he gave Mrs. Cockleone.

Officer Juggs would go undercover into the Buxom Beaver and pose as a stripper, and then she would go into the offices of the joint and snap some pictures of any paperwork that would help prove his criminal empire exists and that he is illegally brewing alcohol. It was foolproof! It also helps that the Bodines, and basically everyone in that region of the city, are redneck hicks with nothing but beer and women on their minds. One look at Juggs cosplaying as an officer and they'll be head over heels. And in the event they need to test her, or have her participate in certain "private affairs", then the mayor will have to push her to do those things and with the prospect of a raise.

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"With all due respect, sir," Juggs began as she looked at the mayor with an inquisitive glance, "are you fucking kidding me!?" Her calm demeanor instantly shot to a loud tone, making the mayor wince from her shouting.

"Look, I understand your frustration, Jasmine," the mayor began, "but we've been tracking down Billy Bob Bodine for months now! He's been eluding police and still profiting from his moonshine racketeering. If we're going to find anything that can firmly connect Billy Bob to his moonshine business, it's going to be in his strip joint!"

Officer Juggs was about to open her mouth to protest the ridiculous idea of posing as a stripper in order to get damning evidence. But the more she thought about it, the more he was right. For months now, they've managed to evade the police, any of raid the have managed to perform only resulted in no conclusive evidence. They were basically raiding an innocent person's home. Without the evidence needed, they won't be able to prosecute, or at least bring them to trial.

This was a hurdle that was presented. If not Juggs, then who else would pose as a stripper in order to gather information? No female officer in the precinct would dare attempt to pose as a sex worker in an establishment with a bunch of hillbillies that drink beer, missing rows of teeth, and speak in a country accent (not the sexy kind, at least). If no one would do it, then someone would have to step up. And if anything, Juggs herself would have to step up.

"Alright," she said, conceding to the idea of posing as a stripper. The idea was just embarrassing to her. What sort of depraved acts were in store for her around the hairy hillbillies?

"Perfect!" The mayor said with glee. "We've already got a suit perfect for you! I'm sure you'll be able to pull this off without a hitch!" Juggs could only letting out a low growl when she heard his excitement at it.

With no other topic of discussion, Juggs left the office in a huff and made her way to her car, making sure to pick up the outfit the mayor had in mind, along with an earpiece to remain in communication with the mayor as she goes about the mission. Of course, all of this was basically an excuse to watch and hear Juggs as she ends up doing depraved and debaucherous stuff. The takedown on the family could be seen as a cherry on top. Not the other way around with the family takedown and the sight of a busty police officer dancing on stage.

Across the street from the town hall, there were members of the Cockleone family watching, waiting for Juggs to leave. When the Chief of Police did leave, the members of the family could see her walking to her car with a huff, as well as a two-piece suit and some accessories for her run to the Buxom Beaver. Once Jasmine was in her car, the family member picked up the phone and dialed Mrs. Cockleone, relaying to her the news of Juggs departure.