Taking your paperwork with you and leaving the poor unmolested bunnygirl officer to herself and her roaming fingers, having nothing better to do for the next two hours. Giving you all the tax records and your tax plan to pay going forward for the rest of your miserable life. Passing by the sleeping catgirl without bothering her, and pass the kitty guards. The day moving more into the night spectrum as you have tons of time to kill, not needing to do something important like run a business or anything. The crowds thinning out in the main town square in the city section of the city, getting to see various restaurants and night time businesses open up. The casinos and brothels along the edges of the square, for the most part. Lots of busy kitties going about their business, and only a few of them looking suspicious that want to either stab or steal your shit.<br/><br/>The stocks are where you left them, getting a closer look than before at those naughty catgirls that were caught by the long arm of the law. The stocks themselves are bolted into place onto a elevated stage, so everyone can enjoy the show and/or throw stuff at the catgirls for added fun. More catgirl guards keeping order as the line of horny boys line the stage, intermixed with the sounds of crying/screaming/hissing catgirls. Sure, any self respecting catgirl isn't above an orgy, but getting humped like this for hours and hours is both humiliating and quite painful. The looks on their faces say it all, a wide mixture of pain and anger as they get humped into by random boys. A few panicking over what is going on, having lost it and thrashing against the stocks all adorable.