A Fare to Remember

“Damn!” Officer Ren double checked the drivers license he was running a second time to make sure. He looked up and saw the man waiting in the car and it matched the photo on his computer and license both. Merlin Cox; sixty-nine unresolved tickets for moving violations. Sixtynine!!

Ren gave a low whistle and exited his police cruiser and started walking back to Mr. Cox’s vehicle. No question, Ren had to take Merlin Cox into custody. Not taking his eyes off the side mirror so he can keep a good look at Merlin, Ren reached to his side and popped open the snap on his cuffs, then moved his hand defensively to his night stick. To his surprise, Merlin looked right in the mirror and met Ren’s eyes. Those eyes were powerful and unwavering.

For the first time he could remember, Ren lost a bit of his nerve. A twinge of pain shot up his leg as he stumbled after twisting his ankle a little bit before steadying himself on the hood of his cruiser. ‘Damn, I still haven’t gotten used to the standard issue pumps yet,’ as he shook the pain from his ankle and continued his gait towards the criminal Mr. Cox. The pumps made the trek slower and Ren felt his steps were more deliberate. Ren adjusted his posture to match his new walking style; shoulders back, chest out.

The weight of the Kevlar vest shifted up and Ren found himself leaning back even more to compensate. The weight seemed to bounce more, yet feel pleasant at the same time. He never lost sight of Merlin’s eyes though. They were deep and mysterious. Everything about them read danger and Ren had to stay on his toes. Good thing he’s wearing these 6” heels. Ren giggles to himself. He can’t wait to get back and share that joke with the boys. Finally, Ren reaches the driver’s window. “Mr. Merlin Cox I need you to exit the vehicle.” Ren shakes his head as his voice doesn’t sound right. An alto voice came out instead his normal baritone. He hadn’t sounded like that since he was 13.

Merlin exits his vehicle and stands outside his car staring at the obviously bothered police officer. “Is there a problem officer?” He asks looking directly into Ren’s eyes.

Ren is shook. His brain is just not working right. He knows what he’s supposed to do, at least he thinks he does, but even that just feels muddy. As if by pure instinct, “Sir, you are to come with me. You have 69 unresolved moving violations. I need to take you in…” ‘…side me’, echoed in Ren’s mind. Merlin smiles as the officer blushes in embarrassment.

Ren lift the cuffs up to Merlin but Merlin just looks into Ren’s eyes and says, “No need for those, at least not yet.” Ren feels an unexpected and unwanted sexual thrill at his tone. “I am no threat to you.”

Ren blinks and his head twitches to the side three times as Merlin’s words sink in. ‘Of course he’s no threat. He’s going to cum willingly.’ Ren rationalizes. Ren drops the cuffs. He’s too distracted to notice they never hit the ground, just simply vanish.

Merlin swats Ren on his large curvy ass. “Good girl”. Ren smiles at the compliment. “It’s hot out here, you should unbutton your uniform a few buttons and enjoy the breeze.

“Thank you, sir.” Ren replied gratefully to Merlin. “You have no idea how hot these vinyl uniforms they make us wear can get.” Ren unbuttoned her uniform and the sweat on her mighty breasts evaporated in the summer heat. She opened the yellow door for her client and let him in the back seat. After he got in, she sat in her cab and picked up the radio by instinct then froze. What was she to do next.

‘Think, think.’ She scolded herself. She looked around the front seat looking for clues and found her license Jessica Reno Driver #3454345-17TZ. A little embarrassed Jessica looked in the mirror at the man who’s staring back at her. “I’m sorry sir, where was I taking you again?” Jessica couldn’t stop looking at his eyes. Something about them made her crotch tingle and leak. Jessica just froze. Merlin then reached forward and grabbed her huge sensitive tit.

Jessica moaned, dropped the radio, and started the meter. Christy would be so pissed if Jessica shorted her again.

“What’s that?” Merlin asked knowingly as he continued shaping the former officer’s new reality.

“No free rides, sir.” Jessica could hear Christy’s voice in her head. “I work for more than just tips. I am sure you expect a full ride. I have cum to know that from all my clientele.”

Merlin Cox threw a few twenties into the driver’s seat of Jessica’s taxi and went back to his car leaving her with her thoughts and scattered uniform. Smiling, he decided to drive the speed limit, at least until his magic returned enough to get himself out of his next moving violation.