Getting Photographic Evidence at the Station

Written in collaboration with Cross C

“To go through all that for just me is stupid,” Lin sulked, “Having a bulletin board of fucked slits... it should be saved for someone a bit more photogenic. You have my permission to go take a new cadet behind their desk and let them take my place on the wall.”

A very tempting offer, seemingly the chief was so embarrassed by the notion that Bran had laid out that she was willing to sell off her own recruits. Madame Kavita would be proud.

“Nah, nah, nah. Something like this NEEDS to be you. The chief must set a good example for their subordinates.”

There was a vicious grumble that emanated from the lady, but no argument could be made against his words. It was normal, after all.

“Course, if y’all wanted… you could hire me as a ‘private dick’.” Bran’s lecherous sneer continued to contaminate the room, “I could come in once a week and fuck the hardest working female you have then their face ‘n cunt would go up on the wall after you.”

Lin was quite intrigued, if only for the chance for hers to not be up forever, “I’ll agree to that. You certainly have the tools required to stretch a vagina appropriately.”

Shunting his hand forwards, the deal was made with a single handshake, though Bran’s grin hadn’t left him yet as he kept hold of the woman’s digits, “That means you too, Chief. Do you think the great Beifong would chill out long enough to let someone else get the glory? Can you even take a rest when crime is so high in this city?”

It was a win-win for Bran. Either this would make the chief of police uneasy to work as hard as she does and ease up on her iron fist… or she’d keep doing what she was doing and Bran would fuck her every week from now on. And it wasn’t like the earrings would keep him away from any other hot officers either.

The blush on her face made it clear she’d already thought of both contingencies too.

“I won’t slow down, no. My city needs protecting.”

He smiled at her pink face, “Then I guess I’ll be seeing you quite often, Lin.” before finally letting go of her hand. And during the brief moment of electric silence between the two was when their assistant had decided to return.

“Here we are!” Takeshi announced upon his return, presenting the other man walking through the door very proudly, as if he’d birthed him himself, “The illustrious and amazing reporter: Pangal!”

The man who walked through the door looked both over the top and rather bored. A dark skinned man who clearly cared a lot about fashion and hated the decor that he was currently standing in. He wore a black silk robe with white fluff trim around his neck, short black hair that was slicked back with animal products, all in a fairly short package. Pangal was carrying a strange device on his shoulder, more looking around the room than at anyone in it.

“I’m on loan, darling. None of the news men know how to work this funky new device,” In an instant the camera was set up and pointing towards the chief’s desk, “Cameras are such wonderful things for capturing even the most sordid of stories. I managed to make a politician weep from the secrets I dug up with this bad boy.”

Lin frowned at the fancy man, “If you’re holding evidence from the police then you shall be held just as culpable as-”

“Oh, I’m all talk, darling. I just wanted to look like a big shot in front of our big dicked boy over there,” Pangal shot Bran a wink that made him blink in surprise. Never had he been hit on by a gay guy before, it was weirdly nice, even if he had a burning desire to set the record straight on his heterosexuality. “Now, get up onto the desk for your photo opportunity, Ms. Chief.”

Without any reason to argue, the naked chief walked around her desk with her hand still covering her pussy before placing her rear on the front of the wood.

“Mm, this is something you want to have positively identified, correct?” Pangal asked with a frown, adjusting a lamp to point at her, “Then why don’t we vavavoom it up a bit?”

“No. I have important work to-”

“Normally you’d want the photo to look nice, wouldn’t you?”

Bran’s interruption made her huff in annoyance, “Fine. Whatever you need to… ‘vavavoom’ it.”

“Bravissimo!” Clapped Pangal. Instantly whipping out some blue lipstick from his pocket and applying it to a surprised chief’s lips. “Don’t worry about staying still, we’ll be smudging this all in a second anyway…” He mumbled while liberally lopping on the makeup. “There, now big dicked boy, we’ll want you in the photo and to make it clear that you’re together we can have the chief apply some of that lovely azure to your penis.”

“You can’t be serious.”

There was a part of Bran that wanted to ask something similar, had messing with reality made these people this comfortable with sex so quickly? There was an opportunity to argue, but then he’d be arguing in the chief of police kissing his cock, instead just strutting over to her and snapping his fingers. “Normally you’d get on your knees and kiss my dick for the photo.”

She rolled her eyes at him, almost like he was being a nuisance in pointing out the obvious. Of course Lin would kiss his cock, but she didn’t have to like it. Falling from the desk to her knees the naked chief had to use both hands to grasp the oversized length in front of her to begin the kissing. A large blue lipmark staining his skin and making his cock twitch once more.

“There’s still life in you…?” Lin mumbled, hope etching in her voice a little more than she was expecting. A few more kisses applied to his prick, with a little tongue not going unnoticed by Bran as the kneeling chief of police lewdly lathered his penis in marks.

“Good! You’re making her wet, that’s what we want to see, big dicked boy!” Pangal once more clapped. “And what a lovely angle, I think I’ll take the first couple action shots of the chief on her knees, just spread your legs if you please.”

Lin grumbled but was too focused on the hardening erection that was swelling past her chin. The elephant’s trunk covered her eyes in the shot as she spread her legs wide, a white flash illuminating the room very briefly. Police chief holding a lipstick stained cock on her face with nipple clamps and a gushing cum filled pussy would definitely be shot for the office.

"My friend, your generous proportions are an absolute marvel. Even those heavy horse nuts are a masterpiece, begging to be admired!"

Lin expressed her discontent without mincing words with the immense prick still across her eyes, the aforementioned testicles hanging roughly in line with her clavicles, "Are you kidding me? I begrudgingly put myself in this goddamn situation, proudly showing off the damn river flowing from my pussy and all you can focus on is this oversized meatstick and his damn balls! You're all idiots!"

Given her position, she wasn't taken seriously in the least and there were jocular chuckles from all three of the men as well as a pat on the top of her head from Bran.

“Very nice~” the photographer purred, “I have enough reel for two more photos, isn’t that incredible? And it only takes three minutes of recharge time!”

“Wow, that’s an amazing tool!” Bran genuinely responded, “And that, uh, ‘photo’ will be able to be seen by everyone?”

Pangal had certainly come to life much more than the bored boy who had come in, probably not having appreciated Takeshi’s general candour but much more liking the big dicked man he’d found inside, “Mmhmmm, so let’s make the next two photos of the chief’s vagina just as special, okay?”