Another possibility that I put forth is that she was a self-described “girl next door” for most of her life until joining a special branch of MI6. She was trained in spy techniques and high-tech counter-espionage while keeping her persona as a friendly UK housewife. The balance worked, and her exciting new life kept her busy.

Until a year ago, when she was captured by a dangerous rogue geneticist in Majorca. Posing as a “trustworthy” office manager hired to help run his business, she collected data on his clients and experiments. That is, until she made one mistake that revealed her connection to MI-6.

The scientist held her captive. For months he pushed for answers regarding how much she knew and who exactly she was working for. Then, because she wouldn’t talk, he resorted to injecting her with monstrously powerful female-friendly drugs to break down her defenses. Three weeks of this resulted in Miss Intrigue — the only name she’d given the scientist — developing a beautifully tall, curvy figure with much bigger breasts.

The MI6 team that flew in hardly recognized the former brunette. Not that they minded. She was rescued, debriefed, and a month later left MI6 for her former life.

Due to new curves and chemicals, however, Miss Intrigue soon grew restless and decided to use her skills for good.

Thus her blurred face.

Thus her age-defying bombshell body…

…just my theory. Hehe.

Thanks, Hugey!

That explains the blurred face. Hence, the need to conceal the identity of Sisterhood Police Officers. It’s all falling into place.

“We have reason to beleive sir that you have been distributing pamphlets advocating breas reduction surgery.That is only slightly less a crime than female genital mutialtion.I’m going to search your property now for this prohibited literature.Hands behind your back”

Out come the hadncuff as she slips them on whilst facing me whilst I sit hands behind my back obediently.Her huge breast crush into my face and its hard to breathe in the 20 seconds it takes to put the cuffs on.
“Stand up sir” She then pull my trousers and pants down to my ankles.”just a precaution sir”

“But I would never have such horrible literature in my possesion officer”

“Perhaps not looking at your excitement down there sir just from looking and feeling a proper sized pair of breasts but we might be fooled”

At the end of the search she prounounces satisfaction.

“No eveidence of such sordid literature about the heinous crime of breast reduction.Quite to the contrary we found loads of material showing the glory that can be achieved from owning a huge chest.Let me realease you from you cuffs.”
She now repeats the earlier process in reverse pulling up the trousers and pants and taking time to tuck me in properly and then reaches behind me to the cuffs smothering my face in her overflowing tit flesh.This time for a full minute so that I’m gasping.

“Sorry to have given you any bother sir.”
“Thats alright officer I know you were just doing your duty but as you can see I’m fully behind this governments aim of empowering the huge breasted woman” I say pointing down to my obvious erection in my tight light blue jeans.

“Perhaps you might like to come down to the station tomorrow for a citizens awareness course.I shant be wearing a bra all day and will be part of the team running the course.You won’t need underpants for the course.It starts at 7pm”

“Yes Maam and thank you Maam I’ll be there.”