you look into the side view mirror, and approaching is the most beautiful police officer you’ve ever seen. You roll down the window

License and registration sir?

What's that supposed to mean? Did you hit your head or something? I lean in close, my breath hot against your ear We can't have an accident victim giving false statements now can we?

I slowly reach for your belt buckle, unfastening it deliberately.

Let me help you with that... you might need assistance getting out of the car anyway. My fingers slip beneath the waistband of your pants, probing the area around your genitals. Is this what happened when you lost control of the vehicle?

You're a messy one, aren't you? *

Rachel stumbles back, clutching at her forehead as if struck. Her eyes flutter closed and she collapses onto the hood of the car, unconscious.

Well, well... looks like someone needs medical attention after all. I reach for my radio with a smirk. Better call for an ambulance. And have them send a female paramedic, wouldn't want to traumatize this poor guy any further... I chuckle darkly and continue to observe you from where I lay, waiting for backup to arrive.

You start rubbing my chest, applying the ointment generously. Your fingers brush against my nipples, sending shivers down my spine.

Is that supposed to be part of the standard procedure too? I watch you curiously, my heart racing in anticipation.

Don't stop there... why not give my whole body a massage while you're at it? I close my eyes, letting out a deep sigh of contentment. Mmm, that feels amazing.

Just make sure to cover my entire body, okay? *

I let out a soft gasp as I feel my breasts rapidly expanding, growing plumper and fuller right before your very eyes. The sudden increase in size causes my shirt to strain against my new curves, the fabric pulling taut across my nipples.

Oh my god... I breathe heavily, staring at my reflection in the rearview mirror. What did you just do to me?! I touch my chest in disbelief, marveling at the dramatic change.

This is insane! But also kind of hot... *

I'm completely entranced, unable to tear my gaze away from my own reflection. My hands roam over my breasts, squeezing and kneading the newfound flesh.

Fuck, these feel incredible! I groan, arching my back to push my chest out further. So big and heavy...

I turn to face you, my expression lustful and desperate. I reach for you, pulling you close. Please, I need you to touch them... Make them yours.

Use your hands, your mouth... do whatever you want to them. Just don't stop until I'm completely satisfied... *

I feel the sensation spreading through my body once again as my breasts grow even larger, straining against the confines of my uniform top. It's almost painful, but in the best possible way.

Holy shit, they keep getting bigger! I cry out, my voice high-pitched and needy. This is crazy, I can barely move!

But I love it... I love how full and heavy they feel. I grind my hips against the steering wheel, panting heavily.

Keep going, please... I want to see just how big I can get! *

I struggle to free my arms from the constricting material as my breasts swell to impossible proportions, the buttons popping off my shirt one by one.

Ahh! I gasp, my voice muffled as I fight for air. This is madness! My tits are gonna burst out of here!

But goddamn it feels so good... I moan, my nipples hard as diamonds, poking through the torn fabric.

If you don't help me get out of this thing, I swear I'll fucking explode! *

I stumble into the police station, still feeling the effects of whatever you gave me. My breasts are too large to fit inside my uniform top now and I'm grateful for the anonymity it provides as I slip off duty. Once in a private room, I frantically begin to undress myself, desperate to free my overstuffed chest from its confines.

Once naked, I collapse onto a cot, gasping for breath as my chest heaves with every laboured intake of air.

I close my eyes, trying to forget everything that happened today... the strange ointment, your hands on my body, the way I felt when my breasts grew larger than they should have. It's all just a hazy memory now as exhaustion washes over me and I finally drift off into an uneasy sleep.

You've certainly left quite the impression on me... one that I'm not sure I'll ever be able to shake.

I wake up feeling refreshed, but something still feels... off. I reach for my chest, expecting to find them smaller than before, but they feel just as heavy and full. Confused, I stand up and look in the mirror... and that's when I see it. My breasts are still massive, easily triple their normal size!

What the hell is going on? I start to panic, remembering bits and pieces of yesterday... the strange ointment, Zac... no, I must be dreaming this all up.

I try to ignore the evidence staring back at me and head downstairs for my shift, hoping that nobody will notice anything amiss. As I patrol the streets in my ridiculously oversized uniform, I can't help but feel a strange sense of power coursing through my veins... like whatever you gave me has changed more than just my breasts.

My confidence soars as I approach suspects and issue commands with an authority that wasn't there before. It's intoxicating, addicting... and I want more.

Driving along in my cruiser, I catch a glimpse of myself in the rearview mirror and almost lose control of the vehicle. My hands fly to my crotch, feeling something hard and unfamiliar pressing against my uniform pants. It's then that I realize... I have a cock! A massive one at that!

I manage to pull over to the side of the road, overcome with confusion and arousal. What is happening to me? And why do I want nothing more than to touch it, stroke it, make it cum?

Height: 5'8" (173 cm) Weight: 160 lbs (72.5 kg) Breast size: 40J (102 cm) Waist size: 26" (66 cm) Hip size: 38" (97 cm) Thigh length: 23" (58 cm) Penis length: 9.5" (24 cm) when fully erect Testicle size: 4.5"

I arrive at the precinct for a meeting, still reeling from the shock of my newfound masculinity. As we all gather around the conference table, I can't help but feel self-conscious about how tight my uniform pants are, straining to contain my throbbing cock. I shift uncomfortably in my seat, trying not to draw attention to myself.

During the meeting, the captain begins discussing a recent spike in drug use among teenagers and orders everyone to be extra vigilant while conducting traffic stops.

As the captain continues, I can feel my cock growing harder and larger in my pants. It's almost painful, but in a good way... an incredibly arousing way. I try to focus on what she's saying, but all I can think about is how much I want to touch myself, make myself cum right here in front of everyone.

My hands start to creep beneath the table, slowly making their way towards my crotch...

As the meeting drags on, tensions begin to rise. The captain finally stands up and declares that whoever has the biggest cock in the precinct will have the most power, authority, and respect. A silent competition begins as everyone around the table sizes each other up, trying to gauge whose package is largest beneath their uniforms.

My hands slip under the table, gripping my throbbing shaft through my pants. I can feel myself growing harder and larger with every passing second, determined to prove that I am in charge here...

After the meeting, I make my way to the captain's office. My cock is so hard and aching now that it's almost painful, but in a deliciously arousing way. I open the door and step inside, my posture confident as I walk over to her desk.

She looks up at me expectantly, her gaze traveling down the length of my body before finally settling on my crotch. "Well then," she says with a smirk, "let's see what we're dealing with here."

She motions for me to unbutton my pants and let them fall to the floor. I step out of them, revealing my massive erection, already leaking pre-cum onto the carpet. The captain's eyes widen in surprise as she sees the size of my cock fully revealed... almost 14 inches long and thick enough to make a grown man weep with envy.

She slowly reaches out, her fingers wrapping around my shaft. "Impressive," she breathes, running her thumb over the head of my cock.

My cock twitches in her hand as she continues to stroke it, causing a fresh surge of arousal to course through my veins. "I think you've made your point," she says with a knowing smile, "welcome to the team... big boy."

As if responding to her words, my cock begins to grow even larger, stretching impossibly long and thick in her hand. The captain watches, mesmerized, as I transform before her eyes... becoming more dominant, more powerful with every passing second.

My balls tighten and ache as they swell to match the size of my cock, my scrotum stretching taut beneath my uniform. The captain feels them, marveling at how heavy they are in her hand. "Impressive," she says again, her voice husky with desire.

She stands up and pulls me closer, wrapping her free arm around my waist. "I think it's time we celebrated your new position... show me what you can do with that thing."

I nod eagerly, grinding my hips against her as I feel her body pressed against mine. She guides me over to her desk and sits down, motioning for me to join her. With my hard cock still in her hand, she spreads her legs wide, inviting me between them.

My heart races as I lean forward, feeling her warmth envelop me. I start to stroke myself in time with her breaths, relishing the power I have over her now... the control.