The Plan Takes Shape

As Jane came to, her head throbbing and body aching with an insatiable need, she realized she was alone in the warehouse. The dim morning light filtered through the dirty windows, casting long shadows across her impossibly enhanced figure. Panic set in as she considered the implications of her new body. How could she possibly go back to work looking like this? And what about her original plan to gather evidence against Jason and his crew while acting as a double agent for the police?

She knew she had to make a decision soon - either drive to the mansion to fully step into her new life or call Detectives Johnson and Davis to come pick her up. But first, Jane realized what she desperately needed was release. Her pussy throbbed with desire as she frantically rubbed herself, trying to relieve the ache between her legs. But it wasn't enough - she needed more.

Jane stumbled out of the warehouse and onto the street, her huge tits bouncing and drawing stares from passersby. She spotted a man walking towards her, his eyes widening in surprise as he took in her transformed body. Without hesitation, Jane sauntered over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically as she lured him into the warehouse with promises of pleasure beyond his wildest dreams.

The man, who introduced himself as Tom, was eager to oblige - his cock already hardening in anticipation as he followed Jane back inside. She pushed him down onto a pile of discarded clothes and straddled him, grinding her soaking wet pussy against his shaft before slowly lowering herself onto it with a moan of ecstasy.

Tom groaned as he felt Jane's tight cunt enveloping him, marveling at the sensation of her walls squeezing around him like a vice. He began to thrust up into her, his own needs overriding any thoughts of caution or restraint. But despite his best efforts, Jane remained unsatisfied - Tom's normal-sized cock and stamina simply couldn't compare to what she had grown accustomed to with Jason and the others.

As they fucked frantically on the warehouse floor, Jane began to regain some semblance of clarity - her mind focusing once again on the difficult decision that lay ahead. She knew that this quick fuck with a stranger was just a temporary distraction from her dilemma, but it had at least given her enough clarity to think rationally again.

With a final shuddering orgasm, Jane dismounted Tom and began to gather her clothes - her mind already racing with potential solutions to her predicament. She knew that she couldn't risk going into the police station in person - not with her new body drawing so much attention. But maybe there was another way...

As she stepped out onto the street once again, Jane took a deep breath and dialed Detective Johnson's number on her cell phone. It was time to face reality head-on and figure out how to proceed - no matter what choices lay ahead of her.

Jane took a taxi back to her apartment, her enormous breasts making it impossible for her to drive herself. As she stepped out of the cab, she was greeted by Detectives Johnson and Davis who had arrived in plain clothes - their eyes widening as they took in her transformed figure.

"We were worried when we got your call," Detective Johnson said, his voice grave. "What happened to you?"

Jane sighed heavily, gesturing for them to come inside. As she recounted the events of the previous night - from the surprise orgy at the warehouse to her decision to fuck a random stranger in an attempt to clear her mind - she couldn't help but feel a growing sense of shame and frustration. She had gotten in way over her head, and now she wasn't sure how to extract herself from this mess without jeopardizing their investigation.

"I need your help," she said finally, looking up at the detectives with pleading eyes. "This is too big for me to handle on my own."

Detective Davis nodded solemnly, placing a hand on Jane's shoulder. "We know, and we're here to support you however we can. But first things first - we need to gather more evidence against Jason and his crew if we're going to shut them down for good."

As Jane sat across from Detectives Johnson and Davis in her apartment, she couldn't deny the growing desire building within her. She had always found them attractive, but now with her enhanced body and insatiable libido, that attraction had reached a fever pitch. As they discussed their plan to gather more evidence against Jason and his crew, Jane found herself subtly shifting in her seat - her pussy throbbing with need as she imagined what it would be like to feel them inside her.

"We have some good evidence already," Detective Johnson said, trying his best to keep his eyes on the files scattered across the table rather than her barely-covered breasts. "But we need more if we're going to take them down for good. Specifically, we want information about their **** production and distribution."

"I think I can help with that," Jane said, leaning forward provocatively. "Why don't you two come back tonight and I'll show you just how much I appreciate all your hard work?"

Detective Davis shifted uncomfortably in his chair as he tried to refocus on the task at hand. "Jane, we need to stay professional here," he said, his voice strained. "This is a serious investigation - not some excuse for a three-way."

But Jane was undeterred - if anything, their attempts to resist her only served to make her more determined. She stood up and sauntered over to Detective Johnson, running her hands along his chest as she whispered seductively in his ear. "I promise I'll be a good girl...if you give me what I need."

It was clear that both detectives were struggling to maintain their composure - their pants straining against their growing erections as they fought to keep their eyes on Jane's face rather than her exposed skin. But just when it seemed they might finally give in to temptation, Detective Davis had a sudden realization.

"Wait," he said, his voice firm and commanding. "We have an idea - one that could help you with your...condition while also advancing the investigation."

Jane looked at him curiously as she slowly released her grip on Detective Johnson's chest. "What is it?"

"We think we can get some sex toys sent to your house - ones that are suited to your new body and condition," he explained. "As a reward for your cooperation, of course."

Jane perked up at the idea, her pussy already tingling with anticipation. "Go on," she urged, eager to hear more.

"Here's the plan," Detective Johnson said, his voice regaining its professional tone. "We want you to go back into the mansion tonight, wearing a wire. Casually ask Jason or one of the others for a tour of your new home. If we can listen in from outside and hear them discussing their **** production, that will be enough evidence for us to raid the place and shut them down."

"And in exchange?" Jane asked, her voice breathy with desire.

"In exchange," Detective Davis said with a smile, "we'll make sure you get everything you need to keep yourself satisfied while we continue our investigation. Deal?"