Session 1: Weight

"Alright, Cadet Hopps," Major Friedkin boisterously bellowed while marching in front. "It's time you got what you deserved."

Judy gulped nervously while following behind her drill sergeant's big ass down the hall, the bear's booty looming above her menacingly. "M-Ma'am, yes, ma'am," the bunny cop attempted to declare with some sort of false confidence to cover up her anxieties. She had found herself at the receiving end of Major Friedkin's more harsh verbal abuse amongst this year's cadets. Judy just knew she had it out for her because she was a "dumb bunny" as every cadet denounced her for.

"Look, I know the whole... toilet incident was embarrassing for the both of us," Judy began, cringing at the memory, "but I swear-" Major Friedkin stopped at a door before sharply glaring down at the cadet. "I don't recall giving permission for chit-chat, Hopps," she sternly reprimanded, making Judy gulp with her ears lowering. The silent lingered while the Major opened the door and motioned for the rabbit to go first. The cadet could only hope this would be fast and painless.

Judy entered to find a windowless gym room with padded mats across the floor much to her confusion. She could've sworn she was being sent off to an office to be dishonorably discharged. Her train of thought is disturbed when a pair of pants, shirt and bullet proof vest fell on her like rain much to her annoyance. "Suit up for training, fuzzbutt," Major Friedkin bellowed without compromise before turning around to let the cadet change. "Five minutes or you're buck naked."

Judy finally hoisted the pants of her ZPD uniform up to her waist and zipped up, finding it rather tight around her butt to her bashfulness. "I'm ready, Major," she declared while looking back to find the jeans really hugging her bottom. "So what exactly am I training... for?" Her sentence trailed off when her eyes looked up and found Major Friedkin dropping her pants. The rabbit swung around fast in further confusion that became horror when the sergeant began to sit.

"M-Ma'am, what're-?" was all Judy could ask before Major Friedkin's hindquarters were planted upon her. "MMMMPPPPHHHH!" was all her words came out as when she was pinned to the mat back-first by the polar bear's rather rotund rump. Darkness was all that she could see with her face buried beneath all that booty. A rank stench was all Judy could smell being too close to Major Friedkin's asshole. Tightness and pressure were all she feel with big cheeks against her's.

Judy had always heard whispered gossip about Major Friedkin, especially in regard to her hindquarters when around the guys. In fact, it was something of a dare to risk getting kicked out of basic training to give it a smack. Rumor had it that the one who had the guts was suffocated to near death on the spot and got a hard-on for all to see. Judy didn't know about a hard-on but she was starting to believe in rumors. She was also starting to find herself short of air fast.

"There're plenty of perps out there as huge as me or even bigger," Major Friedkin gruffly declared, slowly pressing her posterior down upon Judy. "Particularly when it comes to the derriere department." She could feel her cadet squirming like no tomorrow before quickly exhausting herself. "They'll just reduce you to nothing more than a chair cushion just for funsies." The drill sergeant was disappointed in such poor presentation. "No moving... crying for help... or breathing."

After Major Friedkin's lifted herself up, Judy took in the biggest gasp of air while her eyes went as wide as dinner plates. She was so scared from coming so close to passing out and how powerless she felt against such mass. "And just like that, your cop career is over before it began," Major Friedkin barked while Judy saw her pull up her pants, starting to sit up. "All because of some low-life's unwiped ass squashed you flat." She stopped to chug an entire water bottle.

Judy felt these words really instill a sense of shame into her heart and reminded her of "that moment" with Gideon. "I guess... I oughta go back to farming carrots, huh?" she spoke dejectedly. This must've been Major Friedkin's way of getting the point across to a stubborn rabbit like her. "Not unless you learn to endure," the drill sergeant declared, sighing audibly after her drink. Her cadet raised her head in surprise just before a mini-water bottle was tossed her way.

"What do you mean?" Judy asked after catching the bottle, suddenly hearing an encouraging tone of voice from the hardass Major Friedkin. "I mean, that you gotta learn to keep cool and let it happen." Her drill sergeant stomped forth to loom over her as always, her hands to her very wide hips. "You waste breathe and strength by trying to squirm your way out." The bunny cop-in-training felt a little less ashamed this time around. "Keeping still will help increase your odds."

Judy began to see what Major Friedkin was getting at but still felt confused. "Listen, Hopps," she heard her superior speak with a less commanding tone of voice. "Any predator can apply for ZPD if they wanted to but a prey sticking through basic simply does not happen." Judy could swear that there was a glint of warmth behind the Major's gruff expression. "But when it does, they'll still be easy pickings for any overweight thug around the corner." It almost felt motherly.

"So you're going to be put through this strict regimen to enhance your endurance," Major Friedkin continued, sounding more strict this time. "You're a classic plucky underdog, Hopps, but that'll only get you so far if you can't know your limits and roll with the punches." She headed for the door after tossing Judy a towel. "Hit the showers before my ass sweat sets into your fur." The drill sergeant got out her keys for the lock. "Believe me, you'll contaminant the barracks."

Judy looked down at her towel before looking up at Major Friedkin just opening the door and clenched both of her fists. "Ma'am, I still have plenty of downtime to spare," she declared while standing up straight, feet pressed together with her arms to her sides. "I wish to take every opportunity to exceed your expectations if... that's okay with you." She couldn't see it but her drill sergeant was smiling with pride. "That's what I had thought, Hopps," the Major declared.