Pulled over by a Cop

Zeke was driving to work while day dreaming about his new powers. The idea that anyone he met could become putty in his hand turned him on. But he set some ground rules for himself. He wouldn't use the powers against anyone who didn't deserve it.

And while he was driving down a seldom used road to work he saw police lights flash in his rearview. "Fuck..." He said, he wasn't speeding or anything, but that didn't matter.

He pulled to the side of the road and waited as the officer took his sweet time to walk over. Letting Zeke stew in the tension of not knowing why he was being pulled over for. The officer was pretty tall and imposing. His hair shaved down into a buzz cut that wouldn't be out of place in the military.

Zeke already had prepared a spell to cast under his breath as he handed the officer his license and registration. "menta revelio," he whispered.

"Son, do you know why I pulled you over?" The officer asked, God I hope you admit to something illegal because I need to o make my quota today.

Zeke snickered.

"Something funny, boy?!" The officer said. Laughing for no god damn reason? Must be high.

"Nothing, sir,' Zeke said trying to compose himself. "I just can't think of any reason why you'd pull me over unless you had some type of quota to meet."

The officer glared at him, "Step out of the car, I need you to take a breathalyzer and do a few tests before I let you go." Time to fuck up you fuck up, one mis-step and I'll mark you down for reckless driving, DUI, whatever will fuck you over most.

Zeke sighed and got out. The officer was clearly not going to let him go. And Zeke was ready to test out his new powers.