"Babe. Babe wake up. C'mon babe, you hit your snooze twice now, you gotta get up.."

The words cut through Sophie's ears, and she twitched them in annoyance. The voice itself was nice, warm and loving.. reassuring. But the fact it was bothering her during her sleep was the cause of her annoyance. She made a half-hearted groan and nuzzled her muzzle into her pillow a little further. She heard a bit of movement from the covers, before a quick sharp pain shot through her thigh, and her eyes flew open.

"A-AH! H-hey! What was that for Bobby?" she exclaimed, the sleep that filled her bones vanishing pretty quickly as she pushed herself up, rubbing her eyes a little. She looked up and the comforting bulk of her boyfriend filled her vision, and his cheeky boyish smirk. He held up his paws in mock defeat, before making a little pinching motion with two fingers.

"Heya babe, welcome back to the waking world! You needed to get up, hun. Breakfast is already ready and you had that meeting with your boss, right? So for that.. you gotta get up!" he finished, moving in quickly to give her cheek a warm kiss. Sophie blushed, and lightly pushed at his chest, giving him a smile. 

"Fine, fine, you win. I'll get up. You're right, at least.. got called in today for a meeting. Probably a new assignment. I'll let you know what it's about later on. Now, c'mon, out. Let a girl dress at least." She placed both her paws over her ample bust, cocking her head at him as his eyes naturally flew down her body. He smiled a little, showing those cute fangs of his.

"Nothing I haven't seen before you sexy girl.. no need for modesty now! But fine, if you want.. pretty yourself up even more, and I'll be chowing down on breakfast. See you later, Chee~" he gave her a wink, before sauntering out of the bedroom. Sophie didn't mind the Chee nickname from him. From others, it was a bit.. well, unoriginal to say the least. Yes, she's a cheetah.. so calling her "Chee" is quite simple. But.. well, something about the way he said it, was pretty cute. Sophie thought about this as she dressed and washed herself, combing through her hair and spraying on a little bit of fragrance to cover any smells. She's got a meeting, it's a good idea to be prepared. 

Sophie took a moment to look at herself in the mirror before descending the stairs. She did look good, even in her work clothes.. which consisted of a fairly simple shirt and tie, with a short and tight black skirt. Personally, she would have preferred it to be a little longer.. but apparently that's all that were in stock when she was recruited. In all fairness, she doubted that. Sophie personally believed the management was likely just consisting of perverted guys who got off on the short-skirted girls. Of course, she'd never say that out loud. Not unless she wanted to be shafted by her own department. 

For a moment, Sophie stuck out her hips and placed her paws on her thighs. She did look good. No wonder Bobby couldn't walk around the house most of the time without popping a stiffy.. although she didn't give him a hard time about it. Ha, hard time.. 

Satisfied with her look, Sophie descended the stairs and her nose twitched at the smell of food. Bacon.. Bobby had cooked up some bacon. Thank god. She'd been having cravings for the stuff lately, and ever-the-dutiful partner, he'd gotten a bunch from the store for her. She drifted into the kitchen on a bacon-smell high before she descended onto the plate before her. She tore through that bacon with a ravenous hunger, belly growling in delight. It didn't take long for the bacon to vanish, and she was licking her lips with a sigh.

"I won't lie.. that.. was actually pretty hot, for some reason. Am I weird?" Bobby asked, and Sophie looked up at him, only really now realising he'd been watching her eat the whole time. She giggled for a moment and placed both paws on the table, looking him in the eyes. "Well sweetie, maybe slightly.. I bet you're thinking a whole bunch about my mouth and what it can do, hm?" she asked, tail twitching in amusement. Bobby's muzzle went red, and she saw his own tail do a little fizz of embarassment. "Y-yeah.. guilty as charged.. can you blame me?"

Sophie got up and walked around the table, placing both paws on his shoulders. She leant in to his ears and gave his head a soft smooch, before whispering: "No~!" She giggled again, taking his paw in her own and dragging him into the living room. She took off her work-coat from a handle by the door, zipping it up and turning back to Bobby. She gave him a warm, happy kiss on the muzzle before she let go of his paw. 

"You're a cutie, Woofy." she told him. Her own little pet name. Of similar basic thought, too. A wolf.. "woofy".. yeah, pretty simple. He smiled and kissed her back, giving her head a little pet. "You too, Chee. You have a good day at work, okay? Stay safe hun." he told her, before he let go of her paws and watched her leave the house, walking down the driveway and giving him a little wave, before she trotted off along the pavement. 

It only took Sophie a few minutes of walking through the streets to reach her office. Cars zoomed about and there were a few others pedestrians, but overall the streets were quiet. Sophie looked up at the unassuming building before she entered. From the outside, it fit right in with the landscape of office blocks and other soulless, white-collar work places. But the inside was a whole lot different. For a start, armed guards stood about the entrance, a few nodding at Sophie as she passed. She produced her keycard and slid it through the scanner, and a happy beep confirmed her identity, before she boarded an elevator. The doors closed and she was lifted upwards, coming to a stop and letting the doors open again.

The elevator quickly filled with the noises of a busy workplace. Murmured voices, the click-clacking of keyboards, the squeaks of chairs, the soft hums and beeps of computers. Sophie strode out of the elevator and turned left to walk past the main office space, instead aiming towards some smaller, closed-off offices. She passed a shield on the wall, and the plaque beneath it stood out to her, like it always does.

"Protect and Defend."

She smiled to herself and entered the closest office room, which bore her own name on the door. Sophie wasn't just a regular office worker, and this building was perfectly disguised. Sophie was a detective, specialising in undercover operations and embedding herself in crime networks to take them down from within. And she was very good at her job. She gazed at the wall of her office and took in the awards that adorned it. She was a rising star, the top brass knowing how dependable and effective she was. Rumour had it, if she kept going like she did, she may very well be the youngest detective to be promoted to the top. But that was just a rumour, so far. And although Sophie tried not to think about it too much, she certainly wanted to hope. 

Sophie jumped slightly as a hard knock came from the door, and she quickly spun around as it opened. In came the muzzle of one of the secretaries, and Sophie struggled to find his name. She did however put on a smile for him, and he took that as enough of a sign to produce a clipboard and quickly scan it with his eyes. 

"Detective Makewaite? You have a meeting with Chief Ballen in about.. 5 minutes? Just want to make sure you don't forget." He told her, his eyes flicking back up to her own. She nodded at him. "Thank you very much. I haven't forgotten! I'll be there in a moment, just gonna leave my bag under my desk. Thank you." she replied. The secretary nodded, and retreated from the room, heading out into the main office floor to work his way through the rest of his clipboard. 

Sophie dropped her bag and scooted it under her desk with her foot, before taking a deep breath to steady herself. She closed her eyes and clenched her paws, before relaxing, and exiting her office, moving off down the hallway to the largest office at the end. The Chief's office. She knocked gently, and a commanding voice from within called her inside. She opened the door, striding inside with a hopefully confident gait, before shutting it behind her and looking the Chief in her eyes.

Chief Ballen. A towering figure. But a curvy one, too. Her tiger's stripes were gorgeous, Sophie had to admit. The orange of her fur was vibrant, and the black was a beautiful contrast. Chief Ballen was a strong personality in the force, and one that everyone knew could be depended on. She gave Sophie a smile, and gestured with a paw to the chairs in front of her desk. Sophie took her seat, and Chief Ballen cleared her throat. 

"Sophie... welcome. Thank you for coming in today. I'm sure you've probably guessed, but, I have a new assignment for you. Or, we do, I should say. Authorization came from the top last night. And, as the force's most.. effective officer, you were hand-picked for this role. So, I hope that's a comfort to you, as it seems you're quite popular up there. Now.. how much do you know of the Balderg City Breeding Boys?" 

Sophie gulped a little to find her voice, her mind a little preoccupied with that statement. She was.. hand-picked? Popular? She really, really hoped that perhaps her future could be bright, then! "Uh.. well, I'll be honest, not the most. Just the usual rap I suppose. One of the largest crime rings we have right now, specialising in all sorts of.. sexual behaviour. From what I remember from the reports, the whole force actually doesn't know much of their structure and operations right now, is that right?" she asked.

Chief Ballen nodded. "That's right. Good. Well Sophie, hopefully.. that's about to change. Which is where you come in. You're going undercover to gather intel about them from the inside. Leader, or leaders.. the structure of their ring. Their operations. Possible moles and rats we could use. Assessment of their reach, capibilities.. you know, the usual drill for these sorts of unknowns. The limited knowledge we have of them do indicate that they have their paws in practically all manner of crimes within the state, and possibly the nation. We'll need to confirm that. The only difference being, apparently, they do have an aversion to violence. That means no killings, bank robberies, you know the stuff. So, yes, the danger rating on this one is low. I know you were gonna ask it, so I might as well mention it now."

Sophie had just been about to ask that. She smiled a little, leaning back and relaxing her muscles slightly. A safer job, good. Although she'd never refused a job before, some of them.. well, some certainly made her more.. reluctant. The cartel operations were always the worst. Dangerous stuff there. Very dangerous. At least this one would be.. like a break, then. Thank goodness. "That's good to hear, thank you Miss. Have the entry details been worked out yet?"

Chief Ballen nodded again, with a thumbs up on her paw. "Yup, a plan has already been divised. I'll brief you. The entry way is going to be done via disguising you as a prostitute. We've had reports of prostitutes being taken by known vehicles of the gang, and not returning for a very long time, if at all. So, it seems to us that the gang members either recruit the local street girls, or keep them as toys. And with our limited knowledge so far, this is going to be the best way in for you. It'll be up to you to figure out your way once you're in, however. The best pointer we can give you is to try and appeal yourself to whatever leaders you might see. Get in with them, become trusted. Then exfiltrate when possible. Additionally, you won't be alone in there, thankfully. Some of the other agents embedded in smaller crime circles have reported that they've been recruited into the Breeding Boys circle, and they'll likely be able to ferry you any equipment from us, or bring out any intelligence you acquire. That all sinking in?"

Sophie was quiet for a moment, digesting the information. She nodded slowly, before speaking. "Yeah.. yeah, I get all that. I'm just.. really, a prostitute? There's no other way? Surely if I enter their ring as a sex object, they're going to end up.. treating me as one. I do have a boyfriend now, you know Miss? I don't really feel comfort-"

"Sophie, you knew the risks of taking a partner. Every operative does. You're just gonna have to suck it up, I'm sorry. If your duties require you to.. do anything with them, in order to further your mission, it'll have to be done. You know this. Don't let the force down now, okay?" Chief Ballen cut her off, suddenly looking quite stern.

...
"Yes.. Miss. Sorry. It's just.. you know my condition, don't you?" Sophie asked, in a more muted voice. Her paws clenched tightly together, tail softly twitching.

Chief Ballen nodded, turning to her  computer and reading through something for a moment. "Yes, Sophie. That was addressed by the brass. They believe it'll end up benefitting you in the long run. You heard the name.. Breeding Boys. You can probably guess what they like to do. I believe that's a reason why you were picked in the first place. Again.. do what you must.  However, while you're working your way in as a street girl, you will have access to condoms. That was authorised by the top. And.. before you say it, because I know you want to, no, the request for birth control pills was rejected, under both budget concerns and impracticality for your mission. So, I'm sorry, but once your in.. you'll have to deal with it."

Sophie sat there in silence for a bit. Chief Ballen watched her closely. She knew that Sophie was a dependable girl, however.. well, even she felt empathetic for her. She'd had a small argument with the brass about this assignment, and the.. sexual nature of it. But she was overruled, and there wasn't anything she could do about it. So here she was, laying it on poor Sophie. It took another few seconds for her to respond.

"Well.. alright, then. I guess. I'm in. I'm just.. curious about one more thing. You mentioned I'll be supplied with condoms while I.. work my way in? Am I not just gonna be dressing up as a prostitute and being picked up?"

Chief Ballen took a breath, before she had to explain.. "Well, sorta. You're going to need to work the street like a real prostitute for.. well, we don't know how long.  But the Breeding Boys won't just snatch a brand new girl. They're probably paranoid about undercover cops. So.. well, we're trying to make sure you're as authentic as possible. If it's any consolation.. the brass did say you could keep any money you make from your.. customers.. on top of your own salary. We've got the.. outfit designers ready, for when you are."

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That conversation still stuck in Sophies head a week later, as she stood on a street corner in the sluttiest costume imaginable, with practically her whole body on display for men walking by or cruising by in their cars. And, frequently, they'd stop.. and she'd have to engage them. There was a parked car nearby that housed a few officers incase Sophie was attacked, but thankfully they hadn't been needed.. yet. Hopefully, it stays that way. She shivered gently in the night air, thinking back.

She remembered how she baulked at the outfit she was required to wear that first day. Then the one on the next day. And the next. By the fourth day, she'd.. grown accustomed to it. Was that bad? She couldn't really.. well, figure it out. Was it a bad thing that she'd stopped putting up a fuss? Or was it just professionalism? She wondered how Bobby would take it, if he knew what she was doing.

She remembered the call she did on that first day. Telling him she'd be assigned again. He knew not to ask questions, it'd happened before. He asked if she knew when she'd be back, and she truthfully had to say that she didn't know. She trusted him. She knew he wouldn't cheat on her behind her back while she was out.. working. But she didn't know what he'd do if he did find out about her.. assignment. There's always a chance one of the people walking by, or even a.. client.. knew Bobby, and would tell him what she's up to. 

Most of all, she remembered those clients. Not their names or backstories. Just.. what she had to do. From the first one, a large burly wolf with an oversized cock to match, to the most recent one from last night. A young, skinny, nervous looking fox. Clearly his first time, as he fumbled around and was inexperienced. Sophie actually felt a little for him. He was clearly lonely and pent up, desperate for any sort of physical affection. He didn't last long, but at least he paid well. She remembered that she was allowed to keep her.. wages... from these nights. That was a cold comfort. 

She let out a sigh and looked up to the night sky. She felt the breeze across her exposed fur. This outfit really was just.. slutty. It was like the skimpiest bikini imaginable. And in bright pink. The fabric stretched tightly over her curves, turning transparant to show off her nipples and clit. She wore light purple thigh-highs that were so transparant, you could reasonably assume she wore nothing at all under certain light conditions. And her condom-belt. That was something that didn't change every night. She had needed to refill it multiple times a night from the car, owing to her.. popularity, night by night.

She shivered a little at that. Popularity. Seriously? She never knew just how often prostitutes were used, but if this was any indication, how on earth did any of those girls have the stamina for this. She felt physically drained on only the 7th day, having gone to bed utterly exhausted every single previous night. Her fur still smelt of sex. It was unavoidable, having to fuck all these musky guys in their cars, the pheremones and sex-scents filling the air and seeping into her fur. She hated it. It cemented it further in her own mind, and also those of her clients, that she really was some common skank. A perfect little fuck toy. 

A whistle from in front of her pulled her mind back from her thoughts, and she looked down at a small black car in front of her. There was only one occupant, a bright-white wolf. His muzzle leered at her as his eyes darted across every single part of her body, licking his lips in obvious arousal. He beckoned to her with a paw, and she had to dutifully approach, her feet click-clacking across the ground in her pink high-heels. She tried to put herself into her.. professional mind. It was hard, but she'd had some practise over the past few days..

"Heya Stud. Lookin' to get lucky tonight~? I'm all yours for 50 bucks, just hand it over~"

Ugh. The sultry tone of her voice. The way she had to stick out her chest to  him. It disgusted her. It was humiliating. She wished she never accepted this job. But, then again.. she had a duty. And at least she wasn't under threat of execution if she was caught.. not that she'd let herself be caught. The male in front of her raised an eyelid, sticking out both his paws from the window and gripping onto her chest. He squeezed and fondled at her chest roughly, obviously enjoying himself. His fingertips snuck into her tight, translucent bra, and gave her nipples a few pinches too. She gasped in shock but did her best not to recoil, instead giving him a glare.

"Alright Mister, paws off. You either pay up, or get lost. No freebies!" she said, in what she hoped was a rough tone. The wolf smiled at her, before his paws retreated into the vehicle and produced a wad of green. "Just checking if the quality matched the cost, baby girl. Come on in and let's get to it.. my balls are aching just looking at you~" he said, licking his lips again as his maw salivated.

Sophie took the money, counted it, and stuck it into her heels. There was a pocket hidden away in there for cash, although she frequently had to drop off the earnings in the car to make space. She stood up straight and slowly sauntered around the vehicle, opening it up and sliding inside. The air in the car was.. warm. And full of potent musk from his crotch. She noticed only now that the wolf wasn't wearing any pants at all, and in doing so caused quite the back-up of scent in the car. She tried her best not to breath it in too much, although.. well, that was pretty damn hard. She hated how her body reacted to it. Made her feel tingly. Made her pussy moisten. It made her feel like even more of a slut.

But worst of all was how she couldn't take her eyes off his massive, throbbing, knotted shaft. She'd gotten a whole lot more accustomed to cocks recently than she wanted to. And a lot more experienced with pleasuring them. With her maw, paws, ass and cunt. She was practically imagining all the ways to get this guy off. Imagining how he'd feel inside her. How warm his shaft would be. Hearing his grunts and moans and groans..

"This spot good enough sexy?" came his voice. She looked up, noticing their surroundings had changed. They were in some abandoned parking lot behind a bunch of buildings. She couldn't tell what they were used for. She nodded, trying to put on a sexy voice.. again.. "Oh yeah honey, this is great! Nobody around to bother us.. and I see you're already more than ready for me. What do you wanna do sweetie~?" she cooed at him, gently placing a paw on his thigh and slowly sliding it up. The action clearly made him feel good, as his hips thrust upwards for a moment in pleasure.

"I.. uh.. fuck babe.. can you bend over the hood? I always wanted to screw a chick that way!" he said, rushing a little on his words. Sophie forced herself to giggle, before snapping off a condom from her belt. "Of course, hunk. Put this is going on, unless you wanna be paying cub support for the next 18 years~!" she warned, before ripping open the condoms packaging and slowly sliding it down his shaft, making sure it was secure on his cock. Her.. client.. nodded, not making any protest, thank goodness. A few in the past got a little.. frustrated, at having to wrap up.. but thankfully this one seemed more reasonable. "Come on then.. what're you waiting for~?" she asked, before getting out of the car. He followed a split second later.

Sophie walked to the front of the car, and very slowly bent over the hood, sticking out her hips towards the wolf. He was salivating at the maw, cock throbbing happily in the open air as she jiggled her ass a little, enticing him further. It didn't take much longer after that. He got up behind her, gripped her hips in his paws, and found his mark. He sunk into her depths with a low noise of pleasure, as Sophie gasped. This guy was.. big.. and it hit some good spots in her. Girl juice gently dripped down her thighs as he explored her insides with his rod, before his hips started to hump against her.

The soft plaps soon filled the air of the parking lot, Sophies legs trembling along to his pace. She tried to ignore what was happening, while doing her best to make.. enticing noises.. to get her client off. But the reality was that... the sex felt good. She knew it was just her bodies reaction, though. It had nothing to do with her wanting this. She wasn't betraying Bobby. Just a job, a transaction, a duty she needed to fulfil. 

The wolf happily used her body for about 10 minutes, his thrusts growing in strength and pace, until the continuous slapslapslapping of his hips on her rump filled the air, along with the additional plap of his oversized testicles hitting her thighs. Those bad boys really were backed up, sheesh.. much larger than some of the other clients Sophie had taken. She could feel her own orgasm building, but doubted she'd be able to climax before he did. No longer than a second or two since the thought had entered her mind, the client let out a long howl of lust as those balls tightened, and unleashed their contents. Thank god for the rubber, Sophie thought. She could feel it filling inside her. It definitely felt.. larger, than a lot of the previous ones. No doubt about it, if that rubber wasn't there, Sophie's belly would be full to the brim of wolf pups soon enough. And that was without even including her.. condition, into the equation. 

The wolf pulled out of her suddenly, the condom sliding off and splattering to the floor and his cock slapped against her rump happily, spraying a little extra of his cum onto her fur. She stood up and turned to face him, crossing her arms in disapproval. He held up his paws and muttered a "Sorry" before opening the back door the car and finding his pants, slipping them on. Sophie looked down at the large white mess at her feet, imagining for a moment the torrent of sperm that could very well have been making their way to her eggs right now..

"Hey, you want a lift back to your spot?" came the wolfs voice. Sophie actually felt grateful for that. She had gotten used to just being abandoned in some alley or backlot over the past few days. So his offer was very generous. She smiled and accepted, and was returned to her street corner in a few minutes. She even gave him a little wave, and blew a kiss before he drove off. She wondered if that sold the act enough. She leant against a wall for a moment, taking a few deep breaths. Her pussy dripped a little, her blue-balled orgasm obviously upset at being denied. At least the next client would have the surprise of making her cum. Probably to brag about to his friends later..

Those thoughts were quickly driven off by the sound of an engine to her right. She looked up, and saw a large  black SUV cruising over to her. It looked.. expensive, with a gold-plated BB on the hood. BB..

She gulped. This might be it. After a week of this.. humiliating work.. she might finally be getting results. The SUV came closer and stopped in front of her. She held her ground, stuck out her chest, and approached the black window at the front. All of them were tinted, making her unable to see the occupants. The window opened, and another wolf came into view. Black and grey, with vibrant green eyes. He smiled at her, checking her out. 

"Heya, slut. We've heard good things about you lately. You like the business, hm? How about we give you a more.. stable working enviroment. We'll even cover your stay. No more rent.. how does that sound~?" he asked. Sophie blinked, putting on a shocked expression. 

"R-really? You mean that? Who.. who are you?" she asked, twiddling her paws together, attempting to look nervous. Well, she was nervous.. but not in the way she wanted to appear. 

"We.. are the breeding boys, honey-bun. Why don'tcha join the boys in the back, and they'll clue you in. It's a good idea not to refuse this offer.. otherwise it won't be made again, and you'll be working the streets like a regular skank." he said, eyes lowering a little as he stared at her. The window climbed back up,  and the rear door of the SUV slid open, revealing four other men back there. A mix of species. A lion, fox, hyena and some sort of dog. Sophie didn't know what kind. She stood for a moment, before clambering in. 

The door slid shut, and immediately there were paws all over her body, ripping away her clothes and casting them to the floor. Sophie yelped, but didn't attempt to stop them. She felt the vehicle move beneath her, taking her who knows where. The paws started to gentle caress her fur, squeezing and grabbing at her hips, ass, thighs and bust. One slid between her legs and expertly started to play with her clit, and she let out a soft moan in response. The treatment was.. humiliating, yet oddly pleasurable. Sophie didn't want to think about what that meant for her. She felt her condom-belt snap as a paw yanked it off her, throwing it into the front seats.

"H-hey! I n-need those c-condoms! I need them.. I h-have.. APS.." she exclaimed. At those words the paws stopped rubbing, instead just resting against her as they processed the information. After a few seconds, the fox spoke up. "Really? You're sure?" he asked. A bit of a silly question, it's not like you could fake it after all. Sophie nodded at him, as she was pulled into the Hyena's lap, feeling his hard cock throb between her legs, pressed up hard to her pussy lips. 

APS.. Accelerated Pregnancy Syndrome. A rare occurance in females. It's effects are pretty simple, although still not yet fully understood. Most pregnancies took about a month, depending on species. A female afflicted with APS would see that drop to under a week, varying on a case-by-case basis. The average generally settled around 4 days. Some cases could even be under a day. 

"How long does it take you?" came the fox's voice again, looking her in the eyes. Sophie gulped, and told him. "Under t-two days.." she said. It caused a ripple around the group, and a smile formed on all of their muzzles. Sophie was a "lucky" case, having quite the low pregnancy time. The fox clasped his paws together, leaning in close to her. 

"Well then.. isn't that good? You've suddenly become one of our most valuable assets. A lot of our girls tend to go through some sort of.. initiation work.. but I think, because of your.. value.. you can skip that. We'll just hand you over to our superior and he'll figure out what to do with you. As much as my.. or, our.. instincts are screaming at us to bend you over right now, and plant our blood into your womb.. unfortunately that'll have to wait until you've been cleared for breeding work. So, enjoy your ride sweetie.. because you're gonna be in for such a treat when we arrive~" he finished, licking his lips and moving closer to her.

Their paws continued to work at her body, all throughout the long journey. Sophie didn't know where they were going, or even how far they'd travelled. The absence of the outside world screwed with her sense of direction, and it didn't help that their paws were gripping, groping and stroking her all over. At some point during the ride, they'd started rubbing their fat cocks all over her body, which quickly become soaked with their pre-cum, and her nose wrinkled at her own smell. Then they orgasmed, and coated her with a warm layer of cum. She felt disgusted at herself, at her.. condition. But they certainly enjoyed it. Multiple times, in fact.. over the course of their journey.

But the car eventually came to a stop. The fox, who seemed to be in charge of this group, gently took her head in his paws and turned her around. Then she felt him slide something over the top of her head. 

In an instant, her vision went dark as something was placed over her head. She gulped, and took in a deep breath as she was lifted up in someones arms, and taken from the car.

To be continued!