Featuring Sophia Bush
WARNING - there is NO tickling in the first part but it sets up the story. Didn't want to piss anyone off. Feedback always welcome. 2 more parts if you like this one. With tickling the poor lass
SOPHIA GETS TRAINED – CHICAGO PD SYTLE
This is a work of fiction and I have no connection to S Bush. But wouldn’t it be nice if I did. Enjoy and check out her show if you like. The shows pretty good
It was the last day of training for Sophia Bush for her new show Chicago PD. She was having a great time and, over the last 6 weeks had, really bonding with her cop/tech advisors. She was really the only principle woman on the show playing badass chic cop Erin Lindsay. The guys treated her as one of the guys, whether they looked at her that way or not. She’d taken a pretty bad fall and ended up in the ER with a concussion and some bad bruises and a neck brace. It was kinda a bonding moment for them all. The guys jeweled up her neck brace and gave it to her when she got back on set.
Today was Saturday, and the ‘final exam’ as the guys referred to it. She got to the training ground around 10. It was much more deserted than normal. When she got to her training room there was a package and a note. “ You will have 3 exercises today and if you pass, a special graduation ceremony. You will be placed in 3 real life dangerous situations with a specific goal. Each will require special clothing. Wear ONLY what is in this box as your base outfit. See you at base station at 10:30 sharp” She read the note with interest. This was out of character. They she saw her base outfit and really thought this was out of character. It was a white CPD short sleeve tshirt, black bike shorts with CPD on the butt, low cut socks and a pair of light weight nylon cross training boots. She noted there was no bra. She quickly changed and headed out to the training zone. She was excited but skeptical about this.
When she got there she felt a little bit better. Her 3 tech ‘advisors’, Jack, Bryan and Doug were there and smiling. Hugs and quick kisses all around and Sophia asked. “Alright whats up with this shit?” Jack, being the senior advisors at all of 32, answered. “Bushie” he started. “You know I FUCKING hate the nickname” she smiled. “Yes, but your not in charge here. To successfully complete your final exam you MUST complete all 3 exercises in the time allotted and do specifically what we say. Understood” he was completely serious. The guys were all quite cute and normally pretty chill and fun but this was different. “Yes, I guess” Sophia responded hesitantly.
Bryan continued “Look we know it is very important to you to do your own stunts. The studio will NOT sign off on this unless we do; so take this seriously cuz we do” Doug picked up the assignment “You will have 3 tests that will primarily test your physical ability but also test your ability to deal with the unexpected. While on set, every stunt is highly choreographed but things go wrong all the time. Your ability to deal with the unexpected will go a long way in completing the tests. Are you ready?” he asked. “Bring it on” Sophia replied confidently.
Doug started. “First test is a bike obstacle course. You will be on a street wise bike. Helmets, knee and elbow pads. Your goal is to complete the course in 90 seconds and retrieve the briefcase at the end. In the course will be 3 options for you to take the left or right lane. When you are 10 ft away, a light will flash signifying which lane to take. Miss it and you are docked 10 sec penalty. Miss 2 and the test is over. During the run you will encounter some ‘obstacles’
Bryan picked up the instructions “When done you will have 5 minutes to move to the 3 story abandonded building site and get in your flame retardant gear. Boot covers, flame suit, gloves, hat and mask. Your job is to climb the 3 flights of stairs as the building is a blaze and rescue the young boy trapped on the 3 floor. It will be represented by a doll. When you get to the doll you will do the 3 story drop to the inflation pad. You will have 10 minutes to complete this. That is also all the O2 you have in your tank. Do you understand?” “Yes I do” Sophia was getting a little concerned. This was more intense than she was expecting.
Jack completed the instructions. “We will take a 10 minute break before the third and final test. Pick up the laser pistol and enter the blind building. There will be no external light in the building. Your job is negotiate your way out of the building and ‘kill’ at least 1 perp in the process. We will be your perps. There are night goggles somewhere in your path. Your laser will record kills on us. Anymore than one is a bonus” Jack said. “You ready……..Bushie” he smiled. “Jack-off” and she stuck out her tongue and started putting on the pads and helmet. She moved to the start line.
They had done all 3 of these drills before but never back to back. Sophia had done well in the bike and abandoned building but struggled in the fire building. Still she felt confident and a little pissed and wanted to make a point.
She jumped on the bike and pedaled to the start line. There was a timer on the handlebars with 90 on it. When she started, it started to count backward. She took a hard turn and there was a jump. She handled it flawlessly. Her confidence built. Suddenly a car backed out in front of her. She swerved and missed it cleanly. She got to the first option. The light on the right went on and she took that lane. She was in a tunnel that was getting smaller in diameter. Her timer read 65. She broke into the light and was faced with another left/right option. This time it went right and she chose it cleanly. This time the lane took her thru a car wash.
Immediately she was doused with cold water, soaking her and an air cannon was in her face. It made it tough to pedal. She busted thru the exit and was hit with another spray down of water. She left the car wash soaked to the skin and her tee shirt had become transparent. She didn’t care. She took 2 more hard turns and faced on more jump. She timed it poorly and came down hard. She could feel her nipples strain thru her shirt and her wet hair was slapping her in the face. Her timer said 30. She could feel her chest start to burn as she struggled for a deep breath.
She was caught by surprise by the next left right option and was late. She banged her bike and shoulder against the wall. Her timer said 15 seconds. And the next gate sprayed her down again. In front of her was the end line with the brief case on a table. She slammed on her brakes, jumped off the bike and grabbed the brief case and hit the finish button. 2 seconds to spare. She smiled to herself in satisfaction and knew her pervy advisors were enjoying her near naked show. One down two to go, she thought.
As she took a moment to catch her breath and get her wits about her a confetti canon went off and a banner came down. “Congrats BUSHIE…….You’re hot or if not you will be soon” and she noticed the confetti sticking to her. She ran over and threw off her pads and helmet and started to get into the fire gear. It took her a couple of minutes but she still had some time to recover. She walked over to the front door of the building. Just as suddenly she heard an explosion and watched as fire started to engulf the building. She threw open the door and started running up the stairs. She knew is she could get close to the top before the smoke hindered her sight, she’d be alright. As she got to the second landing a flaming wall collapsed in front of her. It made it impossible for her to proceed unless she ran thru the fire and wall remnants. “ 8 minutes left” came an announcement. “FUCK ME” she yelled to herself and looked around for an alternative route. “ 5 minutes left” came the announcement again. “YOU MOTHERFUCKERS” she yelled and then busted thru the fire. She was starting to sweat under the fire gear but got to the 3rd level.
The smoke was filling the room and it was getting noticeably hotter. She didn’t know where the doll, or kid was. She got low and started to crawl around. “ 1 minute left” she heard an announcement. She knew where the inflated impact pad was and she took a chance that the jerkoff advisors would place the doll far from the pad. She ran to the other side of the building and there was the doll. “30 seconds remaining” came the damn voice over. She grabbed the doll and got low and crawled as quickly as she could to the large window. “ 15………14……..13……….12……..11 “ the voice counted down.
“10…..9……..8…….7………6” and she looked out the window and sighted herself. She threw off her mask. She knew there was no time to waste. This was the worst part for her. “5……..4……..3” and she steeled herself and launched herself out the window cradelling the doll. She rotated in the air so she would land on her back. The impact stunned her for a second. Then she heard something that made her smile “2nd stage successfully accomplished” came the infernal voice. But she couldn’t help but smile.
She gently rolled off the pad and checked for any damage. Her adrenaline was pumping and she could feel her heart beating thru her chest. She leaned up against the pad and started to take off the fire gear. When she was back to her T shirt and shorts she was glad she didn’t have anything more bulky on underneath. That last exercise was tough. Again, another confetti canon and a banner. “Great job, BUSHIE, time to clean up and cool off” as she noticed she was covered with confetti. Suddenly, she was blasted by a water hose.
The power of the spray pinned her to the pad. It felt like needles going thru her skin. AND IT WAS FUCKING FREEZING. It lasted about 30 seconds. When it was over, she might as well have had no clothes on. Hair was pasted to her head, shorts pasted to her and crawling up he ass, TShirt was worthless, dark circles shown thru and her nipples about to rip thru the wet fabric. I AM KILLING ALL 3 OF THOSE BASTARDS> AND I MAY USE SOMETHING OTHER THAN THIS FUCKING LASER GUN she thought to herself.
WARNING - there is NO tickling in the first part but it sets up the story. Didn't want to piss anyone off. Feedback always welcome. 2 more parts if you like this one. With tickling the poor lass
SOPHIA GETS TRAINED – CHICAGO PD SYTLE
This is a work of fiction and I have no connection to S Bush. But wouldn’t it be nice if I did. Enjoy and check out her show if you like. The shows pretty good
It was the last day of training for Sophia Bush for her new show Chicago PD. She was having a great time and, over the last 6 weeks had, really bonding with her cop/tech advisors. She was really the only principle woman on the show playing badass chic cop Erin Lindsay. The guys treated her as one of the guys, whether they looked at her that way or not. She’d taken a pretty bad fall and ended up in the ER with a concussion and some bad bruises and a neck brace. It was kinda a bonding moment for them all. The guys jeweled up her neck brace and gave it to her when she got back on set.
Today was Saturday, and the ‘final exam’ as the guys referred to it. She got to the training ground around 10. It was much more deserted than normal. When she got to her training room there was a package and a note. “ You will have 3 exercises today and if you pass, a special graduation ceremony. You will be placed in 3 real life dangerous situations with a specific goal. Each will require special clothing. Wear ONLY what is in this box as your base outfit. See you at base station at 10:30 sharp” She read the note with interest. This was out of character. They she saw her base outfit and really thought this was out of character. It was a white CPD short sleeve tshirt, black bike shorts with CPD on the butt, low cut socks and a pair of light weight nylon cross training boots. She noted there was no bra. She quickly changed and headed out to the training zone. She was excited but skeptical about this.
When she got there she felt a little bit better. Her 3 tech ‘advisors’, Jack, Bryan and Doug were there and smiling. Hugs and quick kisses all around and Sophia asked. “Alright whats up with this shit?” Jack, being the senior advisors at all of 32, answered. “Bushie” he started. “You know I FUCKING hate the nickname” she smiled. “Yes, but your not in charge here. To successfully complete your final exam you MUST complete all 3 exercises in the time allotted and do specifically what we say. Understood” he was completely serious. The guys were all quite cute and normally pretty chill and fun but this was different. “Yes, I guess” Sophia responded hesitantly.
Bryan continued “Look we know it is very important to you to do your own stunts. The studio will NOT sign off on this unless we do; so take this seriously cuz we do” Doug picked up the assignment “You will have 3 tests that will primarily test your physical ability but also test your ability to deal with the unexpected. While on set, every stunt is highly choreographed but things go wrong all the time. Your ability to deal with the unexpected will go a long way in completing the tests. Are you ready?” he asked. “Bring it on” Sophia replied confidently.
Doug started. “First test is a bike obstacle course. You will be on a street wise bike. Helmets, knee and elbow pads. Your goal is to complete the course in 90 seconds and retrieve the briefcase at the end. In the course will be 3 options for you to take the left or right lane. When you are 10 ft away, a light will flash signifying which lane to take. Miss it and you are docked 10 sec penalty. Miss 2 and the test is over. During the run you will encounter some ‘obstacles’
Bryan picked up the instructions “When done you will have 5 minutes to move to the 3 story abandonded building site and get in your flame retardant gear. Boot covers, flame suit, gloves, hat and mask. Your job is to climb the 3 flights of stairs as the building is a blaze and rescue the young boy trapped on the 3 floor. It will be represented by a doll. When you get to the doll you will do the 3 story drop to the inflation pad. You will have 10 minutes to complete this. That is also all the O2 you have in your tank. Do you understand?” “Yes I do” Sophia was getting a little concerned. This was more intense than she was expecting.
Jack completed the instructions. “We will take a 10 minute break before the third and final test. Pick up the laser pistol and enter the blind building. There will be no external light in the building. Your job is negotiate your way out of the building and ‘kill’ at least 1 perp in the process. We will be your perps. There are night goggles somewhere in your path. Your laser will record kills on us. Anymore than one is a bonus” Jack said. “You ready……..Bushie” he smiled. “Jack-off” and she stuck out her tongue and started putting on the pads and helmet. She moved to the start line.
They had done all 3 of these drills before but never back to back. Sophia had done well in the bike and abandoned building but struggled in the fire building. Still she felt confident and a little pissed and wanted to make a point.
She jumped on the bike and pedaled to the start line. There was a timer on the handlebars with 90 on it. When she started, it started to count backward. She took a hard turn and there was a jump. She handled it flawlessly. Her confidence built. Suddenly a car backed out in front of her. She swerved and missed it cleanly. She got to the first option. The light on the right went on and she took that lane. She was in a tunnel that was getting smaller in diameter. Her timer read 65. She broke into the light and was faced with another left/right option. This time it went right and she chose it cleanly. This time the lane took her thru a car wash.
Immediately she was doused with cold water, soaking her and an air cannon was in her face. It made it tough to pedal. She busted thru the exit and was hit with another spray down of water. She left the car wash soaked to the skin and her tee shirt had become transparent. She didn’t care. She took 2 more hard turns and faced on more jump. She timed it poorly and came down hard. She could feel her nipples strain thru her shirt and her wet hair was slapping her in the face. Her timer said 30. She could feel her chest start to burn as she struggled for a deep breath.
She was caught by surprise by the next left right option and was late. She banged her bike and shoulder against the wall. Her timer said 15 seconds. And the next gate sprayed her down again. In front of her was the end line with the brief case on a table. She slammed on her brakes, jumped off the bike and grabbed the brief case and hit the finish button. 2 seconds to spare. She smiled to herself in satisfaction and knew her pervy advisors were enjoying her near naked show. One down two to go, she thought.
As she took a moment to catch her breath and get her wits about her a confetti canon went off and a banner came down. “Congrats BUSHIE…….You’re hot or if not you will be soon” and she noticed the confetti sticking to her. She ran over and threw off her pads and helmet and started to get into the fire gear. It took her a couple of minutes but she still had some time to recover. She walked over to the front door of the building. Just as suddenly she heard an explosion and watched as fire started to engulf the building. She threw open the door and started running up the stairs. She knew is she could get close to the top before the smoke hindered her sight, she’d be alright. As she got to the second landing a flaming wall collapsed in front of her. It made it impossible for her to proceed unless she ran thru the fire and wall remnants. “ 8 minutes left” came an announcement. “FUCK ME” she yelled to herself and looked around for an alternative route. “ 5 minutes left” came the announcement again. “YOU MOTHERFUCKERS” she yelled and then busted thru the fire. She was starting to sweat under the fire gear but got to the 3rd level.
The smoke was filling the room and it was getting noticeably hotter. She didn’t know where the doll, or kid was. She got low and started to crawl around. “ 1 minute left” she heard an announcement. She knew where the inflated impact pad was and she took a chance that the jerkoff advisors would place the doll far from the pad. She ran to the other side of the building and there was the doll. “30 seconds remaining” came the damn voice over. She grabbed the doll and got low and crawled as quickly as she could to the large window. “ 15………14……..13……….12……..11 “ the voice counted down.
“10…..9……..8…….7………6” and she looked out the window and sighted herself. She threw off her mask. She knew there was no time to waste. This was the worst part for her. “5……..4……..3” and she steeled herself and launched herself out the window cradelling the doll. She rotated in the air so she would land on her back. The impact stunned her for a second. Then she heard something that made her smile “2nd stage successfully accomplished” came the infernal voice. But she couldn’t help but smile.
She gently rolled off the pad and checked for any damage. Her adrenaline was pumping and she could feel her heart beating thru her chest. She leaned up against the pad and started to take off the fire gear. When she was back to her T shirt and shorts she was glad she didn’t have anything more bulky on underneath. That last exercise was tough. Again, another confetti canon and a banner. “Great job, BUSHIE, time to clean up and cool off” as she noticed she was covered with confetti. Suddenly, she was blasted by a water hose.
The power of the spray pinned her to the pad. It felt like needles going thru her skin. AND IT WAS FUCKING FREEZING. It lasted about 30 seconds. When it was over, she might as well have had no clothes on. Hair was pasted to her head, shorts pasted to her and crawling up he ass, TShirt was worthless, dark circles shown thru and her nipples about to rip thru the wet fabric. I AM KILLING ALL 3 OF THOSE BASTARDS> AND I MAY USE SOMETHING OTHER THAN THIS FUCKING LASER GUN she thought to herself.
