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DRAG-NET By Mr. Double-U Just a few notes. This is my first attempt at writing something for Fictionmania and I hope that you like it. I would love any comments regarding this story and will change some of it, if something doesn't work. Thanks for reading it. The characters are based on the TV (that's television) and Radio show Dragnet. I claim no rights to any of these characters and am just borrowing them. Please don't sue me?. ******************************************************* Dum De Dum Dum Dum De Dum Dum Dummmmmmm This is the City. Los Angeles, California. I work here. I carry a badge. Wednesday, June 9th. It was hot in Los Angeles. We were working the day watch out of Robbery. The boss is Captain Smith. My partner's Ben Alexander. My name's Friday. 8:56AM. There's been a rash of robberies in town perpetrated by beautiful women. They've hit 6 times in the last 10 nights. Each time, it's a different group but the MO is still the same. Our job?find them! We've been unsuccessful in our attempts to find the gang. We've staked out jewelry stores and shops in the area but to no avail. Ben and I were going over the sheets for the third straight day when we got a call from Captain Smith. Thursday June 10th. 12:05 PM. We got our break. The group hit the Bank of America branch in the Valley. A little girl was seen leaving the bank carrying a bag of money. It was too heavy for her and she fell. That's when we picked her up. During routine fingerprinting, it was discovered that her prints matched those of Jack McSweeney, a known felon just released from San Quentin for robbery and assault and battery. 1:35 PM. We interrogated the little girl. She looked to be about 10 years old. Black hair in pigtails, short sailor suit with knee socks. The perfect picture. She was sucking on a lollypop when we walked in. "I didn't do anything officer." She said. She had tears in her eyes. "Sure, little girl." I said. "Mind telling us then how you got that bag of money?" "Some lady gave it to me, honest. I just wanna go home." "You really expect us to believe that?" Ben replied, sitting down in the chair. "It's the twooth." She said. "Pretty convincing act, McSweeney. You almost had me fooled." I said. "Who's dat?" "Don't get smart with us, Mister! We checked your prints and they match McSweeney's. Now, how'd you do it?" "I ain't tellin' you cops nothin'!" "All right?.if that's the way you want it. They're gonna love a little girl like you in the joint. Ben, why don't you show our guest the accommodations.." Ben got up and took her by the hand. "Wait!! I wanna talk to my lawyer!!" McSweeney yelled. "Sure. We'll call him. Should be here in a couple of hours." "Ok..ok.. Stop! I'll tell you everything." 2:00 PM McSweeney told us about their boss and how the stole a machine called a Morpher. It's a devise that would allow someone to change their appearance to whoever they wanted. He didn't know where the machine was being held since he was blindfolded and taken there. He was supposed to meet the gang at an old abandoned warehouse in the industrial section of town at 8:00. We turned McSweeney over to juvenile and met with Captain Smith. "A Morphing machine." Smith said. "That's what he told us Cap'n." Ben answered. "It seems to be the only explanation." "So, where do we go from here?" I asked. Captain Smith sat down at his desk. He told us to sit down. "This is Top Secret." He said. " A few weeks ago, a machine similar to the one McSweeney was talking about was stolen from a lab on the UCLA campus. We didn't want to say anything 'cause frankly, we didn't believe it. You two get down there and see Professor Anderson. He's the guy that built it." Dum De Dum Da Dummmmm 2:30 PM After stopping for lunch and coffee, we pulled up to the UCLA campus. We asked one of the receptionists where Professor Anderson was. She told us Room 341. 2:40 PM We met Professor Anderson. He was an older gentleman, about 55, mostly bald except for a few wisps of hair on the top of his head. He invited us in and we sat down. "It's about time someone from the Police department took this thing seriously." Anderson started. He looked very flustered. "That machine was 10 years worth of research and development. " "Yes, sir. Can you tell how it happened?" I asked. "Well, I was working late in my office. Must have been about 11:00 or 11:30. It was an experiment using static electricity." "Yes sir. Just the facts, sir." I interrupted. "Sorry?well, the next thing I knew I was hit on the head with something. Came to a few minutes later to see 4 men drag my machine out the door." He rubbed his head absently as he spoke. "Good thing I was able to build another one." "Can you describe the men who took the machine?" Ben asked. "Wouldn't do any good, anyway. They can use the machine to change their appearance at will." He finished. "Just how does this machine work, Professor?" I asked. "Let me show you, gentleman." He finished and got up from his chair. He called over his assistant who he introduced as Ed Waters. Ed walked into the machine while Anderson played with some buttons. We watched as Ed started to change. Ed Waters was about 25, 5' 10" tall, with short black hair and a small paunch around his middle. Probably the result of too many late nights at the lab. The first thing we noticed was that Ed grew breasts. Not gigantic, but probably B-cups. His hips expanded and his waist narrowed creating a very nice 34-25-35 figure. He also started to shrink to about 5'4". His hair went from his short black to a long luxurious blond and his eyes changed to a crisp blue. His nose bobbed. Any muscle tone on his arms shrank and his legs became gams that any stripper would be proud to have. His hands became more slender and grew perfectly manicured nails, painted a bright red. The entire transformation took less than 3 minutes. Ed exited the machine, his shirt just able to contain the newly formed breasts. "So you see, gentlemen," he concluded "that this machine creates an exact replica of the information that I input into it. I can change anyone into anyone else." "Does it hurt?" Ben asked as he ran his hand over Ed's now slim stomach. "Not at all Detective." Ed answered. His voice had raised a few octaves and had a sultry sound to it. "There's just a slight tingle as I'm morphing. Go ahead. Touch me if you'd like." Ed finished. He?she now?noticed that Ben was getting somewhat excited over the change and moved in closer. She began to kiss him as she ran her slender fingers over his cock. Professor Anderson stood there, a smug look on his face as Ed took out Ben's manhood. Ed began to run his/her tongue over the tip getting it moist. Ben was in ecstasy as she licked up and down the shaft and started playing with his balls. She then took his whole cock and put it in her mouth. She sucked him for a good 5 minutes, stopping once of twice to take his balls in her mouth. It wasn't long before Ben started to cum. Ed hungrily sucked up every drop as Ben continued to pump her crimson colored lips. "Ben!" I interrupted bringing him back to earth. "We're working here." "So am I, Sergeant." She replied as she cleaned up the last of his cum. "Ed?" the professor called. "My apologies, gentlemen. Sometimes Ed gets a little over zealous when he changes." Ed moved away from Ben, who zipped himself back up. "But that's not all my machine can do." Ed stepped back into the machine while Anderson pushed a few more buttons. Ed now began to change again, but he shrank more. He went from his now 5'4" to about 3'6". His long blond locks changed to brown pigtails. His breasts and hips shrank and he was the perfect figure of a little school girl about 5 or 6 years old. He stepped out of the machine wearing the shirt and tie only, since he walked right out of the pants he was wearing. "And they're perfect in every way." The professor concluded and to prove it, had Ed lift his shirt to reveal a little pussy. Exactly was a young girl of that age would have. "How long does it last, Professor?" Ben asked. "Until they're changed back. The machine doesn't have a timer." He finished. "Thank you, Ed." Ed stepped back into the machine and transformed back into him self again. He walked out and blew Ben a little kiss as he left. We found out a bit more information about how the machine worked. It wasn't that difficult. All the attributes that you wanted were listed on the keypad. All you had to do was punch them in and throw the switch. Even someone as simple as Jack McSweeney could use it. We thanked the Professor and drove back to the office. 4:43 PM We returned to the office and told Captain Smith what we found out, leaving out Ben's little adventure with Mr. Waters. We decided that someone would have to make that meeting in McSweeney's place, find the machine and take the gang into custody. "So, who's it gonna be Cap'n?" I asked. "We could get one of the policewomen to do it." Ben replied. "How 'bout Mason? She's done this type of stuff before." "No. We need to keep this as quiet as possible. Can't take the chance of bringing someone new into the case." Smith replied. "You're not suggesting one of us?" Ben asked. "That's exactly what I'm suggesting." He finished. "And I think Joe is the best person for this assignment." "Me? Why me, sir?" "You've been in this case from the beginning. You've met Professor Anderson and know how the machine works. Besides," he continued, "you don't have any family. No one to worry about where you are or come down here asking a lot of questions." "All right, sir" I replied. "If you think it's best." "Good." Smith put his hand on my shoulder. "Ben, call Professor Anderson. Tell him what we need. We only have a few hours before the meeting." Dum Da Dum Dum Dummmmmm 5:15 PM. We met again with McSweeney. He was in the custody of Child Welfare. He was brought in wearing a cute little pink pajama set with feet. His hair was out of pigtails and was in a ponytail. He was brought in by Mrs. Wilson. She handed me McSweeney's outfit from this morning. "I can only give you a few minutes, Sergeant." She said. "It's close to bedtime." "We won't be long, Mrs. Wilson." I replied. She closed the door and left. "Come on. How long are you gonna keep me here?" McSweeney asked. "I've told you everything I know." "Keep your PJ's on, Mister." I answered. I took out a Polaroid camera and took his picture. "What's that for?" "My scrapbook." I said. "Ben, tell Mrs. Wilson she can take him?her now." Mrs. Wilson walked in the door and reached for McSweeney. "Come on Jackie." She said. "It's almost nite nite time." "I'll get you for this copper!! You hear me??!!" He yelled as he was being taken away. "Yeah," I replied. "See me when you're 18." Dum Da Dum Da Dummmmm 7:25 PM. Ben, Captain Smith and I took the picture over to Professor Anderson at UCLA. We explained the situation to him and advised that we only had 45 minutes to morph me and make the rendezvous. I handed him the picture and he asked me to step into the machine. He pressed a few buttons and threw the switch. My body began to tingle. It was like the feeling that my limbs had fallen asleep. I could see myself begin to change. As I shrank, my manhood retreated into my body forming a small little pussy. It was an interesting experience. I touched it to be sure it was real and was rewarded with a shudder that seemed to wrack my entire body. My nose became smaller and cuter. My short hair began to grow, turn brown and become pigtails. All my body hair vanished and my arms and legs began to thin. Within a few minutes, I was an exact replica of the little girl we picked up in front of the bank this afternoon. The door opened and I stepped out, feeling a little embarrassed by my nakedness. Ben handed me the clothes that we took from McSweeney and I put them on. I looked at myself in a full length mirror. I was perfect. "Wonderful, Sergeant." Anderson said a moment later. "You look just like the picture." "Well, I don't feel wonderful." I replied. My voice had changed to match my appearance. I didn't sound all that intimidating. "Sure, I can infiltrate the gang this way, but there's no way I'll be able to arrest anyone looking like this." "Don't worry, Joe." Smith responded, "We'll take care of that." 7:30 PM. I laid down on a table while Ben brought over a small microphone and an ear piece. Captain Smith told me that they were going to surgically implant this behind my ear. I wouldn't have to worry about anything since they could hear everything that would be going on and the devise would morph with me and be hidden by my hair. We thanked Professor Anderson for all his assistance and I went with Ben to the rendezvous point. 7:55 PM. Ben dropped me off in front of an old abandoned warehouse near the piers. I idea was that I was to sit on a crate that was there eating a lollypop. That's how they would know it was McSweeney. Ben staked himself out down the block. Far enough away that no one would notice, but near enough to keep me in sight. I realized that I could really use a cigarette and some coffee. 8:15 PM. Still no sign of my ride. Ben got a call on the police radio and had to leave. I really wanted that cup of coffee. As soon as Ben was out of sight, a black van pulled up. It was California License plate ALUC 4358B. The sliding door opened and a woman who seemed to be about 30 with long dark hair was sitting there. She wore a red mini dress that just bearly covered her large breasts. Even in the setting sunlight, I could see her dark nipples protruding from the dress. She called Jack's name and I stepped inside. There were three people sitting there. Two other women and a little boy. The windows were tinted and the driver was separated by a large piece of Plexiglas, also tinted. The little boy introduced himself to me as Walt Hamm, an old friend of McSweeney's. They had shared a cell a few years back. I remembered that Hamm had broken out of prison only a few days ago. 8:45 PM. The van stopped and the doors opened. We were inside a large windowless warehouse. I could smell salt air so we must still be near the piers. There were pieces of furniture and a few beds throughout the room and bags of money from the Bank of America job this afternoon. A few minutes later, a large man, about 6'5" and impressively built entered the room. "So Jack," he said, his deep baritone voice echoing through the room, " Have any trouble with the cops?" "None." I answered. "They had me locked up for a while but had nothing to hold me on. You sure took your time picking me up." "Sorry about that." He responded. "I knew the cops would be tailing you so I had them wait until the coast was clear. Here," he threw a wad of bills at me. I dropped them. "This should make you feel a little better." "Pretty good heist, huh Jack?" Hamm said. "Got almost 20 grand a piece." "So, what's the plan for tomorrow, boss?" one of the "ladies" asked. "Gather round boys?.and I'll show ya." The boss laid out the plans for the next nights jobs. He had a map of the Chinese Theatre in front of him. The idea was that a premier was taking place tomorrow night for some new movie. Our group would go in morphed as various celebrities and start the robbery. My job was to walk in a distract the employees so that the others could do their work. I asked how, but the boss said it would become apparent when I got there. He went over the plans for about two hours. The boss said that we should all morph now so that we could get used to our appearances. The woman in the red mini dress went first and came out as Julia Roberts. She looked disappointed and asked to be someone more voluptuous. The boss kissed her cheek and told her it was part of the plan. Next girl went in and came out as Hugh Grant, her date for the evening. It would work since they were just in a movie together. Hamm was next and came out like Sylvester Stallone. The driver of the van went in next. He was nothing special about him, but somehow he seemed familiar. He came out as a gorgeous blond. Julia asked why that couldn't be her. Again, the boss just kissed her cheek. I was next. I had no idea what was going to happen. The boss pushed a few buttons and threw a few levers and I again felt that tingling sensation..but it was more intense. It was in my head and my pussy. I began to get taller and noticed my breasts had started to grow. My hair also began to grow and change to red. I could feel my waist thin and my hips and ass expand. When the machine stopped, I stepped out naked into the room. The expression on my colleagues faces said it all. I was a hot chick! "Hey!" I said. " How 'bout throwing me a towel?" My every word hung in the air with the promise of sex on it. A towel was thrown to me and I wrapped myself up as best I could. I still felt the strange tingling but chalked it up to all the switching I've done today. We retired to our rooms. Friday June 11th 12:45 AM. I found a rather small pink lace nightie that barely covered my now well endowed body. I crawled into bed with 'Stallone' right behind me. He had a wonderful looking body. The exact replica of Sly from the Rambo movies. Well developed abs and legs and a chest that most women would die for?of course, I wasn't one of those women. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Pal?" I asked. With the new sultry voice, it sounded more like an invitation than a question." "There's only two beds in the whole place. The three of them are in one and you're in the other. I have to sleep somewhere." He replied. "So sleep on the floor!" I said. "Come on Jack." He said. "We were roommates for 3 years. Hell, we've slept together more times that I can count." "Fine." I said and rolled over for the night. 3:35 AM As I slept, Hamm moved closer and put his arms around me. I couldn't push them away if I tried?but somehow?somehow I wanted them there. The Captain's words kept coming back to me as I lay there: 'you don't have any family. No one to worry about where you are or come down here asking a lot of questions.' Hamm's hand started to move along the outside of my breast. I felt my nipples begin to harden and that strange tingling started again. It was in my head and slowly worked it's way through my body and into my new pussy. I could feel the moisture beginning to increase as he played with my now erect nipples?pinching and squeezing them. His cock started to harden and I could feel it pressing against my ass. I reached around and began to massage it through his silk boxers shorts. It became harder in my hand as I moved. I could think of nothing else but that cock and how much I wanted it. I turned towards him and kissed him passionately. He was surprised at first but responded to my affections quickly. I ran my tongue along his shaven chest and lightly bit his nipples. He began to moan quietly as I continued on my journey towards my personal promised land. I lowered his boxers and began to flick my tongue around the tip of his cock. I could already taste him. I licked my way up and down the shaft getting him even harder. He began to run his fingers through my hair and push my head closer to his cock. I opened my mouth and took as much as I could. I sucked as hard as possible, watching the wonderful expression on his face. There was nothing I wanted more than his cock inside me. I slid back up and removed my already wet panties. His fingers were already there, probing me?making me even more turned on. I pushed him on to his back and straddled his cock as he slipped it inside me. It was the most amazing feeling. I rode him as hard as I could, again, biting my lip to avoid screaming. I felt the orgasm welling up inside me. It started slowly at first, then gained momentum. I couldn't take any more and screamed as I came all over him. 2, 3 times. When I was finished, I grabbed him and stroked his cock and licked it until he came. He shot his load all over my face and hair and in my mouth. I almost choked since it was something I wasn't used to, but I didn't care. I licked his cock clean and we laid together naked all night long. I wondered where Ben and Captain Smith were and why they haven't showed up yet. Friday June 11th 10:15 AM. I was awakened by the sound and smell of cooking. I noticed that Hamm had already gotten up. I crawled out of bed hoping that the events of last evening and this morning was all a bad dream. The sight that greeted me in the mirror told me otherwise. I had not had the chance to really get a good look at myself since the change and I was shocked at what I saw. I looked to be about 25, long slender legs, completely hairless thanks to the workings of the Morphing machine. My red hair fell well below my shoulders and just touched the top of my well rounded ass. I had a thin waist and slightly rounded hips. My breasts were large with huge darkened nipples. The tingling in my head started again. My hand absently reached down to my pussy. I stroked the tuffs of hair that were just about my slit. I started to run my long painted nails around the lips. I was surprised at how wet I actually was. The waves of pleasure started to wrack my body. It took all my willpower not to start screaming. I imagined that it was last night all over again. Hamm was putting his strong hands all over my body and I was just about to take his hot cock in my mouth. "Jack!" The boss called from the other room. He stuck his head out of the doorway. "Come on. Your breakfast is getting cold." He seem unaffected by the fact that I was completely naked with my fingers in my pussy. I ran back to the bedrooms, picked up a small robe and headed for the kitchen. As I entered, I noticed that 'Julia' was dressed in a cute little French Maid's outfit cooking. She wore the fishnet stockings and 4" heels required by the uniform. 'Hugh' was sitting, reading the newspaper and the boss was eating two sunny-side up eggs. I walked in and sat down. "You slept pretty late today, Jack" Julia said. She turned back to the stove and placed two eggs and toast on a plate and handed them to me. She brought one for herself and sat down. I poured myself a cup of coffee. "Ugh." I said after tasting the coffee. "What'd you do to this?" "Nothing, Jack." She answered. "I thought you liked Hazelnut coffee." "Not really. I like my coffee unflavored." "Sorry Jack," the boss chimed in. "I haven't been to the store and that's all we have. Can you make due?" "Yeah, I guess so." I sat and ate the eggs. "You seem a little uptight this morning." Hugh said "Are you feeling all right?" "I guess the experience of being locked up had more of an effect than I thought." I replied. "I'm fine now. Except for this weird tingling sensation I keep getting." "Hmmm." The boss said. "That can't be right. Maybe I didn't do your morph right last time." He picked up his coffee and took a sip. "After breakfast, we'll go back and I'll try it again." Dum De Dum Dum Dummmmm 12:00 PM. We finished breakfast and I helped 'Julia' clean up. She didn't say very much except that she was looking forward to the end of these jobs so that she could go back to her old self again. I agreed with her and told her that I was looking forward to getting out of this body. She told me that it does take a little getting used to. Before I could ask her what that meant, the boss came in and we headed over to the machine. He told me that I might have to stay in there a bit longer depending on the readings that he saw. Sly handed me a chair and I went into the booth while the boss played with the controls. I sat down and felt the now familiar tingling that I've been getting. I started to feel very tired. I guess it was from not having anything to do while they were doing whatever it was they were doing. I started to fall asleep. A minute or so later, Syl's girlfriend, the fourth member of the group, came and got me. I was a bit groggy so she helped me out of the booth. "Are you ok?" she asked. "I guess so." I replied. "How long was I in there?" "Almost an hour." She answered. "I'm sorry about that Jack." The boss said as he walked over. "It took me longer than I thought to get things right. Hopefully, that should get rid of those tingling sensations." "Thanks." I said. "I'm just going to sit here for a while." "Maybe I should take you to your bed." Hamm said. He lifted me up as if I were nothing and carried me over to the bedroom. He took off my robe and covered me with the sheets. Something was wrong. Something was VERY wrong. It was very difficult for me to think straight. The room was spinning and I was sweating. I fell into a deep sleep." 6:05 PM. I was awakened by 'Hugh' and thrown a dress. He told me to get dressed because we were leaving in a half hour. I struggled to get out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look too much different. My hair changed from red to blond and I looked a bit younger. 21 maybe. I was also a bit shorter. Other than that, I looked pretty much the same. I slipped on the dress. It was a blue off the shoulder evening gown with a slit up to the thigh. I had elbow length gloves of the same color and shoes to match. They gave me thigh-high stockings and a garter belt to wear with it. This didn't feel right but I was unable to put my finger on why. I finished getting dressed and fixed my makeup from the bag that I was carrying. We piled into the van and the driver, now the boss, took us to a lot where two limousines were parked. Julia, Hugh, Sly and his lady all got out and took their limos. I was still in the van with the boss. 7:25 PM He dropped me off a block away from the theatre with an invitation and told me to find the manager and keep him busy. I felt very groggy and had trouble walking in my heels. As I headed towards the theatre, I could see that everyone was staring at me. My huge breasts bounced with each step I took. I walked to the front and handed the bouncer my invitation. He looked me up and down and then let me in. I walked as best I could towards the manager's office. The plan was that at precisely 8:00 PM, I was to enter the manager's office and keep him busy while my cohorts carried out the plan. 7:45 PM. I watched from the lobby as 'Julia' and 'Hugh' walked in. There were cheers from the crowd and even a few requests for autographs. They looked at me knowingly and headed for their seats. 7:50 PM. Syl?AKA Walter Hamm and his 'date' entered the theater. I felt I should be jealous that she was on his arm instead of me. They headed in and she blew me a kiss. 8:00 PM. I ran up to the manager's office. This was my chance. I had to tell him that there was going to be a robbery and that he should call for the police. This would be our chance to grab the gang before they could do any more damage. I opened the door and rushed inside. That's when it happened?the tingling sensations started again. I started to feel lightheaded and couldn't think straight. All that went through my mind was that I had to have this man inside me. I ran up to him and threw myself at him. I kissed him long and deep, getting my deep red lipstick all over his face. I fell to my knees and undid his pants. He was already starting to become erect. I licked along the head of his cock and up and down the shaft. His legs started to buck and he sat down. I sucked him as hard as I could. I wanted him to be satisfied. He started to moan with pleasure as I sucked him. At that moment, the guard from the front door entered the room. I stood up and removed my dress, leaving my panties, garter belt and stockings. I told him to close the door and join in the fun. He walked over to me and I undid his pants as well. He was a bit larger than the manager but I still managed to put most of him in my mouth. I began to jerk off the manager as I sucked the guard. I told both of these men that I wanted them inside me. The manager, who's name badge said Mr. Henderson, bent me over his desk and slowly placed his hot cock in my tight little asshole. The guard, Ralph according to his name badge, not wanting to be left out had me suck him off. The feeling was incredible. Both my mouth and my pussy being filled by two hot men. It wasn't long before Henderson came with incredible force. The cum began dripping down my legs and all over my stockings. I pulled him out and turned around the other way so Ralph could have some fun. Ralph was more rough than Mr. Henderson, but I loved it. I licked Henderson clean while yelling to Ralph to fuck me harder. Just before he came, I turned around and he came all over my face, coating my hair and breasts. Totally spent, the three of us just lay there. 8:35 PM. One of the candy counter girls burst into the room telling Henderson that all the patrons had just been robbed. He immediately got on the phone to call the police. I attempted to head for the door, but Ralph stopped me. "Hold on there lil' lady." He said, his strong hands grabbing my by the arm. "Where do you think you're goin'?" "You've got the wrong gal, pal." I answered. "I work for the police. My name's?." I stopped in mid sentence. I couldn't remember who I was. "Sure, Missy." He continued. "You'll just wait here until the cops arrive." With that he threw me into a chair and tossed my gown to me." 8:50 PM. The police arrived led by Captain Smith. "All right then." Smith started. "Who's Henderson?" "I am, sir." "Well, tell me what happened." "I was sitting here counting tickets when this young harlot flew into my office. She was obviously part of the gang as she proceeded to engage with me in oral sex." He said the word sex like it was the most vile thing in the world. "Ralph came in shortly after and to keep him quiet, she did him too." "Cap'n," I interrupted, "if I could just talk to you alone for a few minutes" Ralph answered that request with a backhand to my cheek. "We'll get to you in a few minutes, ma'am." He replied. Just then Ben walked in. "Ben," he continued. "take these two gentlemen down town for a statement." "Yes, sir." He replied. His eyes went to my body and he licked his lips as he walked by. The three of them headed out of the room. "Cap'n, listen to me, please!!" I begged. "I'm not who you think I am." "Then who are you?" he asked. "I?I?I can't remember my name, sir." I answered. It was true. I couldn't remember anything about myself. "Look, I'm going to take you downtown for questioning. If you cooperate, you can walk out of here a free woman." He said. We walked out of the building and I got into the back of the police car. We drove through the streets, but nothing looked familiar. 9:00 PM. Captain Smith pulled his car up to a large warehouse door. He got me out of the back of the car and knocked on the door. It was opened by The Boss. I realized my situation. I was being set up?and Captain Smith was in on it. I tried to run away, but then that tingling sensation hit me. My legs became weak and I fell to the floor still in Captain Smith's arms. He took me over to a wooden chair that was placed in the middle of the floor. The boss, wearing a hooded robe, tied me to the chair. Once he was finished, the sensations stopped and the fog began to lift a little. The boss pulled back his hood to reveal his true identity?. Professor Anderson. My stunned look said it all. "That's right Joe." The professor said. "It's been me all along. I faked the theft of my machine and set up shop here. You'll probably recognize the members of my 'gang'." One by one they entered from the shadows. First was Walter Hamm, at least that was true. He was a small time hood with a knack for cracking safes. Next was Joseph Brooks, a thug with a rap sheet as long as your arm?burglary, assault, grand theft auto. Third was Alfred Friedman. He was more of a white collar criminal. He was best know for hustling old ladies out of their pensions. "You may not recognize the final member, but she/he really, was very intimate with your partner yesterday afternoon at my lab." He finished. Ed Waters entered the room looking stunning. She wore a pair of cut off shorts and a halter top that just covered her ample bosom. "Ed prefers this look. And my dear friend, Captain Smith was the final piece of the puzzle." Anderson walked over to Smith and put his arm around him. "You and your partner got too close to this for my liking. I figured that you were the more dangerous foe here and decided to have you join my gang." "And I knew you'd go along with it, Joe." Smith finished. "It was the easiest method to get you out of our way." "You'll never get away with this!" I said. "Ooh!" Ed said. "You sound so sexy when you talk like that" "We now have enough money and jewelry to live comfortably for the rest of our lives." Anderson explained. "Ed and I have turned in our resignations at UCLA. I've destroyed the machine and burned the plans. This machine is being dismantled as we speak." He leaned in very close to me. "I'm afraid your usefulness is finished, Sergeant." He started to walk out and turned back to me. "Oh, something I forgot to tell you. My machine has the ability to alter a person's brain patterns. That's why you've had a problem remembering things. The tingling sensation that you felt is my way of controlling and blocking your thought processes. We'll be leaving you now." He pressed a button on a small remote keypad and the tingling sensations started up again. Only this time they were more intense than they had been before. The group walked out the door saying something about being found in a few days. I fought as hard as I could to keep my identity. Thinking about assignments, partners, even my own name. But no matter how hard I tried, I began to lose myself. I was no longer a police sergeant with too many years on the force to count. I was now a Jane Doe. A nameless face in the sea of people who inhabit Los Angeles?.and there was nothing I could do about it. I passed out. EPILOGUE "Honey?? Honey? Are you feeling better?" there was a woman standing over me in a big white room. It was a pretty room with lots of flowers and curtains. I felt so happy being there. There were lots of girls for me to talk to and lots of men for me too. "Come on Honey." She continued. "Time to get those lazy bones out of bed." "Tee hee!?Ok." I replied. I love the way I look. I never have to worry about makeup or having nasty stubble. I stop and look in the mirror every chance I get. I want to look cute for my favorite man. He comes in all the time. He's a big, strong, tall man. I really love it when he comes by. He brings me presents and we spend lots of time together. Eventually, we always have oral sex. He enjoys it and I love giving it to him. There's a knock at the door. Ooh! I hope it's him!!! "Look who's here to see you." The woman said. It is him! "Hi Honey!!" I run over and hug him tight and give him a kiss?with tongue? "I won't be long today, nurse." "That's all right, Captain. Take as long as you like." She closes the door and leaves. He hands me a present. Oh, I love it when he gives me presents. It's a stocking set. I run into the bathroom and put it on. The stockings feel so wonderful against my legs. And the silk panties really get me wet. I really love it when he comes to see me. The story you have just read is completely made up?. Nothing had been changed to protect anyone?. Dum Da Dum Dum Dum Da Dum Dum Dummmmmmm