They make Luke take a bimbo pill

“Good. Take one…” Kelly instructed.

“What? No, please, no!” Luke squealed, his eyes bulging in terror as Golding threatened him with the gun.

“You know the drill, Luke. One for you, one for Dredd, and we'll keep the rest as ‘evidence’," Golding said with a sadistic smirk.

With trembling hands, Luke picked out two pills and handed one to Golding. "Here," he squeaked, hoping to appease them. He’d lied. These were the 24 hour variety pills but they didn't need to know that.

Golding took the pill with a smirk. "Good boy," he said before shoving the other into Luke's mouth. "Now, let's see what you're made of."

Luke swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as the pill slid down his throat. He looked at the two officers with a mix of fear and resentment, but there was nothing he could do to stop them now.

Then Luke started to turn into a temporary petite bimbo.

Her body began to shrink and shift before their eyes, her clothing growing tight around her rapidly expanding breasts and hips. Her features grew softer, eyes wider, and her mouth fuller, painted with a fresh gloss of lipstick that seemed to appear out of thin air. Her voice grew higher, more feminine, and she let out a gasp of surprise that sounded suspiciously like a giggle.

"Looks like it's working," Golding said, his eyes glued to the transformation.

Kelly chuckled, his hand resting on the butt of his gun. "It's always the little things that bring down the big guys, isn't it?"

Golding nodded, watching the transformation with a mix of fascination and horror. The once-powerful Luke was now a mere shell of his former self, his posture slack and his eyes glazed over. The bimbo's skirt had ridden up, revealing a pair of lacy panties that matched her newfound persona.

"Looks like we have ourselves a new... acquisition," Kelly mused, eyeing the bimbo with a predatory glint. “Now Luke. If in twenty four hours you turn back into a man I am going to have Golding blow your brains out. This bag you took them from is labelled basic. Do you think I’m as stupid as you?”

“N-no…” Luke replied.

“Of course not. Now there are three bags here with a plus on them. One of these bags has a Random Bimbo written on it and the other has Cartel Bimbo on it. So tell me Luke. Do you want to be a random or a Cartel bimbo?”

“Um… Random?”