The floral thief in stinky briefs
 

Chrysanthemum or as she preferred to be called Chrys sighed sitting in her cell. She was one of the most notorious smugglers of all time capable of getting anything to anyone anywhere. Plenty of times she had smuggled in illegal items such as knives and alcohol, one time she even smuggled in a gun. To prevent this they had her locked up in an isolated cell as deep in the prison as possible and had locked her in a straight jacket to prevent her hands from being able to move an inch.

Chrys was bored out of her mind and disgusted as can be, She had been locked in this cell for so long and she had no way of counting other than her more...disgusting issue. She hadn't been let out of her cell once since getting in and to her this would never change.

Suddenly, the door opened. A guard in full body armor came in with what was basically a leash, meant to clip on the back of Chrys's straight jacket. "Alright you freaky psycho. Everyone here thought you were a lost cause and we were all perfectly prepared to let you rot in this cell til you died, buuuutt..." the guard said with a deep sigh and a tone of disappointment. "Lady Nicolette wants to talk with you." he said, strapping the leash on Chris and walking her out of the room.

They went down many halls, leaving the dusty cells and moving to a much better kept building of therapists offices. At the top floor was a private office with a nameplate reading "Nicolette Cottonwood PhD". The guard opened the door, pushed Chrys in, and locked it, leaving her alone in the room.

That is, alone apart from a single woman sitting in a chair. She had jet black hair that went down to her waist and cool glasses that seemed to reflect everything. She was a bit taller than your average woman, but not tall enough for it to be that jarring. She sat there with a smile on her face, looking at her new guest. "Good evening, Chrysanthemum." she spoke.

(Sorry if this is a bit long, my openers tend to be that way.)

Chrys glared at the woman her own blood red hair messy and strung about, she had clearly given up on appearances since she had been stuck in that cell.

The first thing anyone would notice about Chrys aside from her appearance after opening up the cell would be how horribly she smelt and then secondly the sag coming from her straight jacket

Chrys stared at the woman with a cocky smile "awww what is it doc? wanna see if I can steal from you too?" she asked clearly no time in there had taken away her desire to steal

"Not quite... But first, let's get you out of that nasty thing and into the shower. Also, don't try anything. The second I feel threatened by you, guards will be in here ready to take you down immediately. Dead or alive." she explained before walking over to Chrys. She helped remove the disgusting straight jacket. "It's truly horrible the conditions they keep you in down there..."

"After a while you get used to it" Chrys said rolling her eyes and shrugging, the girl had been in just her prison panties which were entirely ruined now covered in well...her own mess. "Mmmm a shower sounds so nice...being stuck in that stupid thing for so long has been repulsive even to me"

Nicolette pointed to a door. "Over there is a bathing room. Use it to your hearts content." she said, holding the soiled straightjacket. "I'll dispose of this while you're in there and get you some fresh clothes."

"Sure sure doc" the criminal said rolling her eyes, she seemed not to care at all that she was naked in front of her. She made her way to the bathroom examining it before taking a real bath

It was a completely regular bath, just a bit "criminal proofed" to make sure she didn't do anything dangerous. While the woman bathed, Nicolette made preparations.

Every moment the girl looked for something to steal, if she could she'd smuggle it out if she were released just to spite the system that forced her in there

Unfortunately for her, unless she could shove an entire bottle of shampoo up her butt, there was nothing for her to take.