Alexa needs some money out of her safety deposit box to help with her grandmother's surgery.  But maybe she should have trusted a better bank because she can't remember which box is hers nor can they.  And when she tries to guess at random things get juicy in a hurry.  (This story is only on my Patreon All Access tier.)

“Warning. Attempt to steal from a deposit box that isn’t your own will result in security apprehension.”

             “Huh?” Alexa gulped. “But how the hell am I. . .” She gripped her hands into fists as she set the box back. “I will explain it to the security person if they come that I just forgot. I am not trying to rob the place. Besides, what the hell would they even do to me?” She pulled out another box and tried her key. “Fine me? I am okay with losing a little money.”

             The alarm went off again, but this time, nothing happened. No voice, no nothing. Alexa shrugged as she went about checking the boxes, not noticing the blue mist descending from the ceiling. “My box has to be here somewhere.”

             Alexa coughed as the mist covered the room. “Huh? What is going on?” She pulled out another box. “Ugh, I need to focus. I. . .” She moaned, her boobs feeling a bit tight against her shirt. “Why won’t this fucking key—”