Assume the position

“Good. We’re going to head back to the Broken drum… after I search you properly… ” He steps closer, his hand reaching out to cup one of your massive tits. You whimper and lean into his touch, your body responding to his dominance. "Good girl," he murmurs, his thumb brushing over your nipple.

The room feels like it's spinning, the pill's effects growing stronger. Your body is a live wire of sexual need, and every inch of you craves attention. The fear is still there, but it's overshadowed by the overwhelming desire to be used by this powerful man. "P-please, officer," you beg, your voice a whine, "I need it."

He nods, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Well I suppose I could give it to you," he concedes, his voice a gruff rumble that sends shivers down your spine. He steps closer, his hand dropping to your waist, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hip. He pulls you closer, and you can feel his erection pressing against your stomach. "You know what you have to do, Becky," he whispers, his breath hot against your ear. “Assume the position… on your knees…”

You nod eagerly, your body moving on instinct. You drop to your knees, your new, smaller frame making it easier than you ever thought possible. Your hands reach for his belt, your fingers fumbling with the buckle. You can feel your heart racing, your body aching to be used. You finally get the belt undone, and his pants fall open, revealing his thick, hard cock. You gaze up at him, your eyes wide with excitement and fear. "Please, sir," you whisper, your voice a breathy moan.

Officer Rogers doesn't say a word. He just nods, his hand coming to rest on the back of your head, guiding you closer to his cock. You open your mouth, and he slides in, his girth stretching your lips. You moan around him, the taste of his precum making your pussy throb. You start to bob your head, eager to please him, to show him just how good of a bimbo you can be. You feel his hand tighten in your hair, pushing you down further, and you gag, but the sensation only makes you want more.

“You have the right to remain silent,” he says as you moan loudly.