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Chapter 5 by benjidude

Does Jake get the bone? Does the cop figure it out?

Jake gets the bone back

As soon as Jake was out of the car he lunged for the bone, taking the cop off guard and grasped the bone in his hand, “Stay there!” Jake stated, smiling as he felt the comforting pulse of the bone, the cop just stayed where he was, his arm slowly reaching for his gun, “Don’t reach for your gun! I’m not a threat to you!” Jake stated, the cop relaxed. Jake picked up the maids costume and put it (along with his bag) into the back of his car before turning to the cop.

“What the hell have you done to me?!” the cop asked trying desperately to move.

“Just a little bit of magic” replied Jake as a plan started to form in his head; he pictured the male cop as sexy female cop and sure enough he started to change.

“Wha… what’s going on?!” exclaimed the cop as he started to grow breasts, his hair getting longer, flowing over his shoulders.

“What? I don’t see anything happening” answered Jake enjoying the sight of the cop squirming on the spot; his masculine features eroding become soft and feminine as his new tits strained his shirt. Within a matter of minutes the former male cop had been transformed into a sexy female cop, with large fertile breasts, thin waist, wide hips, a large firm ass, pouty lips, smooth legs, and long brunette hair flowing down to her mid back.

“Oh my god! How have you done this to me?!” the cop asked in his new soft, sensual female voice.

“Dome what? You’ve always been like this, you’re not even a real cop, you just like to play cops and robbers” replied Jake as the bone throbbed in his hand.

“Oh yeah! Silly me!” the cop responded, running a hand through her full bodied hair, “So did I catch you?” she asked.

“I’m afraid not” Jake answered, “You’re going to go back into your “cop car” and forget about ever pulling me over” Jake added, grasping the bone tightly.

“Ok!” the cop said chirpily before turning on the spot and heading back to her car. Jake got back into his and drove off, a few blocks later he’d arrived at what he hopped was still Marion’s place, floor 5 of a 10 story block of flats, apartment number 55. With his bag in his hand he knocked on the door.

Who answers the door?

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