Candi, the Bimbo

"Why are you doing this to me?" The woman shouted pulling out her gun.

Zeke stepped out of the car, "Oh we cant have that." He flicked his finger and the metal of the gun shined like satin as it melted into a silver clutch purse. "You police are so quick to use your authority to oppress law abiding citizens."

He got inches to her face, "I think I'll call you Candi, with an I because that's sluttier."

"My name is Officer-"

"Quiet, Candi," he pressed a finger to her cock sucker lips. "I know exactly what to do with you... Bimbofy."

Candi tried to run, she tried to think of an exit but thinking was so hard ... She just wanted life to be easy. Her clothes felt all wrong, navy blue collared shirt and matching slacks? That was so 80s!

"W-What did you- Oh my gawd! What am I wearing?" Candi said.

"Don't worry," Zeke said, "Your clothes will be fixed shortly."

The blue began to fade as the pockets, radio, and other police equipment melted into the fabric. The one piece material took on a light red... No pinkish sheen as it formed into a short dress that clung to her new hourglass body. Her shoes transforming into cute pink high heels that made her feel tall even though Zeke still towered over her.

When her new form finally took shape she did a twirl, "Are you like some kind of wizard?"

"Something like that," Zeke said with a smirk. "Are you some kind of slut?"

Candi smiled, "I am such a horny slut! And I'm serving cunt all day."