The Wamville police department had been called to the site of an old mansion just outside Wamville Forest. A bizarre case of kidnappings in the area near a campsite had groups of one-three wemon being taken for small periods of time an then released. Victims...were apparently...pied.

Enter the rookie P.I.E.S. (Police Investigation Enforcement Service) Rebecca Chainewhips. From S. M. High School and Pie U.,Rebecca was a bit of a slut but a very determined student before coming (or in some ways cuming) to the W. P. D. She was determined to do the best she could...even if that means flirting whether it was teachers or bosses.

She had short brown hair an a petite body. She had in a red bandanna and was wearing a white shirt with green pants that hugged her figure. She didn't like how the bulletproof best she wore pressed against her chest, so she wore no bra for this assignment. She had on a see through thong underneath it all.

Rebecca entered the slimy horror.
Shortly after entering the forest zone, she discovered a train abandoned recently. She could tell from the pie tins and cream on the windows that this was the work if the creamy culprit she was looking for.

She looked on the train and could read "The Moon-pie Express"

She wasn't all that against the concept of being pied. She had heard of wam before but had never tried it.
Anyway, she was not about to become the next victim for fear of what the force would think of her.
She had been with worse guys, but there was no real way to know what
the escaped prisoner was after.

"P.I.E.S. here Is anyone there?" There was no answer as she searched through the messy train. Deserts covered the seats and walls, custard in the floor and cool whip on the seats. Poor Rebecca even looked up just in time for some chocolate pudding to fall of the sealing and onto her face. To anyone who may have been watching's surprise, however. She just have a quick "aww" and laughed it off. Whipping her eyes clear, she continued her search through.

As she entered the next car, she saw an empty dessert cart and began pushing it out of the way as she said
"P.I.E.S. here. Is..." she realized what she said and what she was pushing.
She smiled to herself an was about to laugh, but she heard a chuckle echo faintly on the train. Things went from funny to scary as she moved through the car, gun and flashlight out and ready for anything, when she slipped! Her chest broke her fall and she realized through feeling that her uniform had become saturated in custard! Rather upset now as she thought if the creepy laugh, she quickly got up and grabbed onto something for support, only to find that it began to roll down the isle! She had held on to the desert trolley cart as it swiftly moved down the isle. In all the chaos, she didn't notice a foot reach out and stop the trolley.

Slippery from the floor, she flew off the trolley and back onto the ground, when everything went white! She lifted her head with her mouth wide opened in shock to discover she had fallen face first into a pie!
Unsure of how to feel as custard began to seep through her shorts and to her underwear, the cold feeling quickly felt soothing on this humid evening. Whipping her eyes with the very tip of her fingers, she decided to lick her lips slowly and let the cream set into her face. Moaning a little, she got the sound reaction she was listening for as she heard the voices' deep breathing. "oh shit!" the map voice said as a shadowy figure ran off into another car. Rebecca followed it and discovered it was the last car. She kept her back to the door and blocked it with her messy body. She cocked her gun, rubbing it slowly and sensually to get a reaction from this turned on criminal, while (trying) being ready for him.

About thirty minutes passed. Rebecca didn't dare call for help on her radio for fear that would scare the man she was pursuing and case him to either stack or flee. "I know you are in here!" she said sternly, as she heard the sound I rain begin to hit the roof of the car. She looked around carefully and shrieked over a lighting bolt hitting close by. Freaked out at first, she regained her composure as she heard the thunder.
However, she quickly realized something; as the second bolt of lightning lit up the room, she realized that she was the only one on board the car! Now she was scared, as she quickly turned around. There was doubt in her mind whether he was ever on board, but the uncertainty only made her more nervous.

She entered the last possible place the culprit could be, the engine. Since the red caboose was locked and she had gone back and checked the other rooms on her way back to the front of The Moon-pie Express, do he had to be here.

"P.I.E.S. here,...P.I.E.S....P.I. E.S.?"
"Pie? I want pie!" Bonk!

To be continued. (please like or leave a comment; makes it all worth while!) : )