Frisky Cop
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I was never much of a cop. Sure, I was tough, and busted a lot of crooks. But
at the end of the day, I felt more like a jerk with a badge then someone who
was supposed to be doing something useful. My name is Bill, and this is my
story.
On friday nights me and some of the other cops usually went to the strippers.
We picked an underground joint called "ultimate fantasy" because we figured the
captain would never show up there. It was our chance to be drunk and wild,
something a cop never gets to be on duty.
But this friday night was different. I didn't feel like drinking, so I let my
buddies have most of the fun. Without a drink in me, I started to notice how
dingy the club really was. There was an odd smell in the air, and not even the
sight of the beautiful women taking off their clothes could distract me.
A middle aged short man noticed and tapped me on the shoulder
"Excuse me sir," he said, "my name is Gregor Samson. I'm the owner of this bar.
I notice you seem unhappy."
"Just a little," I replied.
"Follow me," he said.
'Alright!' I thought. I was going to get some free sex out of the deal. It
turns out I was wrong. He took me to a room he called "the complaint room".
"It's important to me that all my customers are happy. What do you find wrong
with my bar?" he said, staring at me with his beady eyes.
"Well," I began, "this place is so dirty, the paint is peeling, and to be
honest with you it smells a little bit."
The man frowned. "You know, repairs to the building are quite expensive. It
would cost me thousands of dollars to fix this place up. I don't have that kind
of money."
"Maybe," I continued, "if you had something to distract me. Like better girls."
This seemed to amuse the man. "Oh? What would you change about my girls?"
"Don't get me wrong," I replied. "Your girls are beautiful. It's just that they
are all the same, blond bimbos who will do anything."
"You'd prefer my girls resist men a little more." He seemed to be mentally
taking notes now.
"Not really," I said. "But I would like them to be a little more aggressive. I
like strong women. Maybe a latino babe. The kind I fantasize about."
"Hmmm...a woman like that would be hard to find," he said
"I know. But I wish there was a woman here like that."
The room began to shake. I fell to the floor. In my mind, images of women
appeared in my mind...all hot strong looking women. I was particulary turned on
by the ones dressed as police women. With my mind focused on the most sexy
latino cop I had ever seen, I went blank.
When I came to things were different. It didn't take me long to figure out my
body was different. It did take me long to accept that it was real.
"What...what happened?" I said in a sexy latino voice, immediately covering my
mouth with my sexy latino hands.
"Do not be alarmed. You are in the wish room. Whenever you make a wish in this
room it comes true, as long as the wish only involves things in this room,"
Gregor said, notably checking me out.
"I wish I was a man again!" I screamed. Nothing happened.
"I should mention that the powers of this room don't work once you know about
them," he said.
"So, I'm stuck like this," I said. Finding a mirror I stared at the busty woman
wearing my clothes that stared back.
"I'm afraid so. But look on the bright side. It's distracting you from the
smell," he smiled, and walked off.
I couldn't believe it. I was a woman! How could I go on like this? In a panic
found my buddies in the bar.
"Boys, I've been changed into a woman. We've got to go," I said bluntly. Not
expecting them to believe me. But I was their ride home, and they were so
drunk, they didn't care.
I was lucky I got home safe. I hadn't had a thing to drink, but I was
distracted by my own pretty face in the mirror, and my buddies constantly
undressing me with their eyes.
I was thankful when I finally dropped everyone off and got home. I felt that if
I got to bed, maybe the next day everything would be normal again. I hesitantly
stripped off my clothes, I felt like they were the only male part of me left.
I didn't want to touch my body. I could never sleep being constantly reminded
that I was female. So I rested my hands against my shoulders. As I tried to
sleep, I couldn't resist slowly dropping hands and cupping my breasts. I
decided I would close my eyes, and pretend I was still a man, touching another
woman's breasts. I even massaged them a little. I started getting wet
instantly. I still didn't want to touch myself, but my pussy practically begged
to be stroked. I let my hand slip over my clit rubbing it. I quickly learned
how to rub myself to make me feel really good. Orgasm, after orgasm.
Masterbating in this body was addicting. Soon it became too much, and I passed
out with fingers still up my cunt.
The next day. I tried my best to put on my uniform. It fit, but not quite
right. As perky as my breasts were, they wiggled a little too much as I walked.
My underwear was too large, in fact everything I was wearing felt a little
bulky.
I wasn't looking forward to speaking with the captain. But I felt I had too.
Sooner or later he was going to notice one of his officers had a sex change.
My captain's name is Jeff. He doesn't have a sense of humour. He is in his late
50s, and is very prejudice against women. Which is why when he saw a sexy latin
woman walk into his office, apparently wearing someone's uniform, he was not
amused.
"Captain, you're not going to believe this," I said, still getting used to my
sexy new accent.
Jeff glared at me. "Who are you? And why have you stolen one of my officers
uniforms?"
There were no women in my devision, so there was no chance that I was simply an
officer he didn't remember.
"Sir, please calm down. It's me, officer Bill," I tried to explain. "I know it
sounds crazy, but last night I was transformed into this."
After some argument, I managed to convince the captain who I really was. The
captain always keeps some 'identity' questions on file, in order to ask the
officers to make sure they are not impostors. Questions like: 'who was your
first love' and stuff like that. Questions no one but me could answer. After I
answered every question correctly, there could be no doubt that I was who I
said I was.
"Well Bill, I've warned you about strip joints. I suppose this will be your
punishment," Jeff said grimly, trying to sound extra manly to spite.
"Yes sir," I said, equally femininely.
"We have some issues to deal with then. Firstly, your name, it no longer suits
you."
"How about Officer Billie?" I suggested.
"No, I don't want anyone in the community to figure out who you used to be."
After a few moments of pondering, Jeff finally came up with a name. "Lisa, your
name will be Lisa."
I tried to object, but he threatened by job if I didn't agree to go by 'Lisa'.
He then gave me a new uniform, a female one. He even gave me a proper bra and
panties.
"You're lucky Lisa. We've still got a women's change room. I guess its all
yours now."
One thing I was starting to enjoy about being a woman, was getting undressed. I
watched myself in the mirror as I took off my clothes. Pretending I was doing a
striptease. When I took my last bit of male clothing off, I allowed myself to
touch my pussy, but not too much.
Putting on my new female clothes made me feel really sexy. I know you'd rarely
see a stripper put clothes ON. But if you did, it would look something like the
show I put on for the mirror.
I took a look at myself after I was all dressed up. I looked tough, and sexy,
the perfect woman. I left the change-room, ready to fight crime.
All the other cops were huddled in one area. Looking at a monitor.
"Boys, what are you watching?" They tried to cover it, but I had already seen.
"Oh my god! you taped my changing! You've got a tape of me naked!"
My screaming alerted the captain, who burst out of his office.
"What is going on here?" he screamed.
"Sir," I said firmly, "your officers taped me while changing."
"Did they?" he said, sounding unconvinced. He then took a look at the movie of
my undressing, still playing in the background. "Looks more like you were
putting on a show!"
It was true, it did look more like a striptease then a spy camera movie, I was
even blowing kisses at the camera.
"Lisa, there is a reason why I don't allow female officers in this district.
And I can see I'm not wrong in my prejudice."
What a pig.
"And as punishment, for the next month, you will no longer be allowed to wear
clothing in this building"
What a pig!
I took off my clothing as angrily as possible.
"You think you can distract my officers from their duty?" Captain Jeff spoke,
not even glancing down as I dropped more clothing. "Let this embarrassment be a
lesson to you."
Little did he know, that my real punishment wouldn't be the embarrassment. At
first I told myself I was glad the captain was around, keeping the men from
trying anything with me. Then as I began seeing more and more tents appearing
in my follow officers pants, I started to get curious. Every time I looked
down, or felt a cool breeze, I was reminded how naked , and ready for sex I
was. Soon, I couldn't take it anymore. I could tell from the looks of the men
that they wanted me. I could see picture them fantasizing, and damn-it it made
me horny! I finally pulled one of the officers into a private room and told him
I wanted him then and there.
I officer took out his cock. I could barely contain my excitement. I blocked
out my male thoughts telling me that this was disgusting. My body wanted cock,
and my body was going to get it.
Suddenly the captain burst into the room.
"Lisa! I should have known!" I didn't even listen to what the captain said. All
I could think about was my sexual frustration.
I wasn't going to fulfill my desires anytime soon. The captain sent me out on
speed patrol. I was set up alone along the highway, Luckily he was forced to
let me wear clothing, although even the material rubbing against my body seemed
to arouse me.
After using all the concentration I could muster. I managed to pull over one
car. It was a black car, looked kind of expensive. It almost seemed like the
car sped up when it saw me.
"Do you know how fast you were going?" I asked, while I found eyes wandering
around this stranger's body. He was about thirty, and looked like he worked
out.
"Officer, I can't afford this ticket," he said slyly "Maybe we can come to some
other arrangement?"
What a pig. I could tell what he meant by his wandering eyes. Then I remembered
my eyes were wandering too. I'd give anything to be back in my old body at that
point. I could hardly control my new desires, and they were growing!
"Well, why don't you let me fuck you," I said, rather forcefully. I even
surprised myself. It took him a moment to respond.
"Sure baby. Why don't you follow me to my place?" he said
"No," I said desperately. "I need you to fuck me right here..right now.."
He seemed a little nervous at this point. I mean, here was a crazy woman,
desperate for sex. Thankfully his own hornyness won over his fears. He opened
his car door, and invited me in.
I pounced on him kissing him. I fubled with his pants until his cock was free.
I pressed my body against his..
"Baby, rub your hands all over my body," I ordered, and he obeyed. His touch
felt soo good. I started ripping off all my clothes, so I could feel his
strong hands on me more.
"Rough! I like it rough!" I demanded. He began rubbing me so hard it almost
hurt. My tender skin tingled, as my breasts were fondled.
Soon, I slipped his cock inside me. Feeling something so warm and hard against
my clit was almost unbearable.
I wanted to tell him to fuck me harder. Then I remembered, I was on top. I
moved my hips faster, as his cock hit me harder. The car rocked and I fucked
my first guy harder and harder....
We came at the same time. Even this warm cum leaking out of my pussy added to
my orgasm. Let me tell you, sex as a girl was great!
I managed to get him all riled up for another go. We ended up having sex 3
times, right there on the highway. After the third time, I lay there panting in
his arms.
I looked up and noticed the glove compartment was open. We must of knocked it
open during our passion. I went to close it when I noticed something inside, a
little bag of white powder. In fact, several bags of white powder. After a
moment my police instincts finally kicked in, and I had him handcuffed to his
chair in no time.
"Sir, you are under arrest for possession of cocaine." The man seemed shocked,
but did nothing.
I walked out to my squad car, and called headquarters, I was a little
embarrassed to tell the story of how I found the cocaine. The captain himself
arrived a few minutes later.
"Lisa, you've done it!" The captain said when he arrived. "You've captured the
most notorious gangster in town!"
"Umm..thank you sir," I said suspiciously.
"And the way you fooled him," the captain continued. "Getting him to invite you
in his car for sex. Totally avoided having to get a search warrant. Absolutely
brilliant Lisa."
I had never thought of that. Of course didn't mention that I had no idea that
this man had cocaine in his car, and I actually just pulled him over for a
speeding ticket and a little sex.
The press came and took our picture. It was big news for a small city. Firstly
because I captured a very wanted criminal, and secondly because I was probably
the first female cop in the city.
That newspaper sold a lot of copies, probably because I was naked on the front
page (they blurred out the fun parts).
So, thats my story. I'm finally a hero, it just took a sex change. The captain
lets me wear clothes nowadays. And doesn't seem to mind when I act a little
sexier around the other police officers (partially because I starting fucking
him after my shifts).
I never went back to that strip club, why bother? I love the woman i've become.
(thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! - Claire)
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