You both hear a ring

The both of you revel in the silence of the moment, man holding woman. Until you hear that obnoxious ring tone of yours. Both green eyes shoot open, "dammit...." you moan out. The officer grunts, and pulls out of your pussy. You sigh, knowing your special little moment is ruined totally forever. Wordlessly, he brings the phone to you, and puts the cockblock machine on speaker.

"Well well, little miss hornball couldn't even last a whole day. Yes, little Jane, you've made quite the glow up since we've last talked. You couldn't really help yourself could you? You came close many times before, but who knew all it would take is a hunk in a uniform to make you into a girl for real? If it was that easy, I would have arranged for him to meet you at your house. Fucking to go. Hmmm... Anyway, this will be to the both of you. Yes, I know you're looking at the phone right now Drummond. "

"Jane, as we all know, used to be a man. He was cursed to become a pretty young woman for 48 hours. If he could survive being a girl without a single sperm hitting her very fertile egg, then he would transform back. As all three of us know, she failed in this endeavor. And before either of you think of it, no form of birth control will work, nor will harm come to Jane or the baby. Magic, remember?"

"To make things easier for the both of you, you'll find a key to her cuffs in your right front pocket even though you know left it on the front seat. And Janey, all your paperwork and history will be accounted for. Has been. It's part of the spell. You didn't think to actually check your purse or license, you horny little tart. But upon completion of the spell, when his little spermy hit your egg, you did gain an expansive wardrobe. Good job."

"Oh and by the way Janey, you play your cards right, and maybe you can be Mrs. Drummond Reinholdt. We all know you'd make for a cute little wifey to fight for."

You blush when she says the wifey part. A brief vision hits you, laying on a pool chair, next to the pool. You're resting comfortably, in a bikini that would be indecent in Europe. Your pregnant belly is swelling, and you look at your left hand. A bright gold band adorns your ring finger, with a beautiful cut diamond resting wondrously. You're distracted and don't even notice him unlocking the cuffs. You come down from the quick daydream, and look at Drummy's left hand. No ring. You smile and drool at little. The officer follows your vision, tracing the path to his hand. He looks at you, and you make eye contact. You see past his rough and tough exterior, to see something. You lovingly sigh, knowing you could totally see yourself looking into eyes every day for the rest of your life. Like after a hard day of work, or when the kids do something cute.

"Look Janey...maybe we can take this slow and..." he says, throwing his hands up in a defensive position.

"I do." you moan out, before leaping onto him. You wrap your legs and arms around him, kissing him on the lips.