Jonny can work with this . . .

“Hi there,” he said, “what’s your name?” The boy looked up at him, and his face carried the remnants of recent tears. “My name is James,” he said meekly as he huddled back into the darkness of the closet. “Hi, James, I’m Leah,” Jonny said, preferring to use the female name that fit his body, “why don’t you come on out here,” he said as he motioned for the boy to come forward. James very slowly stepped toward the light. “This is no place even for a brave little boy with a Power Rangers shirt, James,” Jonny said, “how did you get in here?” James paused. “My mommy works here,” James said, “she said I had to stay in the closet while she worked.” Jonny took him by the hand and led him out of the closet. He bent down so that he could look James in the eye. Jonny looked around and listened for Selina nearby, but noticed no trace of her.

Jonny thought for a minute. One way to endear himself to Selina was to prove that he was a worthy cop, or at least that his present meat suit was. He smiled as a thought crossed his mind. “Hey, James,” he said, “how would you like to be a big boy and help out a police lady?” James smiled, “Sure!” he chirped. “And help me you shall,” Jonny said as he placed his hand on the small boy’s shoulder, both sets of eyes now glowing bright red.

James began to change, and his form relaxed. His body first began to lengthen, going from about four and a half feet tall to about five foot seven in a few seconds. His skin got a few shades lighter. Jonny watched as the boy’s entire body began to writhe and bubble around, like a thousand tiny little bugs moving around inside of him. His arms became dainty and feminine. His legs became long and slender, and suddenly his ass flared out into a beautiful, heart-shaped posterior. His belly became flat as a board, and suddenly two large, bouncing globes formed on his chest. Wonderful mounds of flesh surged forth. His face then began to contort until it was obviously that of a 24-ish-year-old female. His blonde hair lengthened until it was half way down his back and was a fiery red color. Suddenly, smoke engulfed the newly-made woman. When the smoke left the woman, she wore beautiful lingerie—lacy red panties and a bra of the same color that struggled to contain the beautiful breasts that seemed to be trying to break free. Jonny stepped back and looked at his new creation. The new woman shook her head a couple times and looked down at herself. Her eyes widened as she look back up at Jonny.

“Wha—what are these!?” she exclaimed as she felt her breasts, “what’d the big cop lady do to me?!” the woman said, and tears formed in her eyes. Suddenly, Jonny stepped in, eyes glowing red again as he placed his feminine hand on the woman’s shoulder. “You’re Ruby Redlace, sweet cakes, the hooker from the picture. Now hike those tits up and act like it,” he instructed. The woman suddenly straightened up, now suddenly comfortable in her body. Jonny stepped back and looked on approvingly. “No reason the chief ever needs to know you aren’t the real thing,” she said with a smile.

Jonny suddenly took the woman by the hands and cuffed her. “Got her!” she yelled out, and Selina soon came running. She stopped as she beheld her new recruit’s catch. “The madam said she was gone, but I thought she was lying,” Jonny explained as he hustled the new hooker out of the room. Selina beheld the broken window with spatters of blood that the fat man with the gun had gone through. “What happened there?” she asked. Jonny thought fast. “When I came in a guy was already in here. When he saw that I was a cop, he dove out the window and caught his belly on a piece of glass that didn’t break right . . . bled out outside,” she declared as the two made their way down the hall. The madam’s jaw dropped as the two officer walked by her with the woman she had been sure was gone. They walked the handcuffed woman out to the car and put her in the back seat. “I’ll give you a good fuck for free if you let me go!” she pleaded just before Selina shut the door. Selina and Leah stood outside the car for a minute. They looked at each other. “Not bad at all for your first day rookie; I’m very impressed,” she said. “Thanks boss,” Jonny said. “Oh by the way, when I was waiting to go on in, there was a message from dispatch. It seems you had a call . . . some kid named Jonny said he had a great time and that he wanted to see you tonight—suggested eight at the boardwalk. Dispatch actually used the word ‘kid.’” Jonny said.

Selina chuckled and blushed a little bit. “Send them a message to call him back and tell him I’ll see him at the boardwalk at 8. Yeah he’s a kid, but he’s really, um,” she paused, blushing, “really really great.” The two officers got into the car and headed back to the station with the manufactured hooker in their care.