Carl and Wilson had always believed in justice. From their days at the academy they threw themselves into the job with an almost unhealthy obsession; that same dedication cost them any chance at a relationship, but it also made them a real threat to criminal organizations. When the superintendent and his second-in-command summoned them, they thought they were finally going to receive recognition for stopping a major drug shipment. Instead, the moment they stepped through the office door, they were injected with a thick pink substance. Within minutes their bodies softened, heavy breasts and wide hips grew, sensitive pussies formed, while their minds grew dull and obedient to any order.
It turned out the superintendent had been in league with the gang for years; the operation had cost them a fortune and someone had to pay. Now “promoted” to personal assistants, Carl and Wilson — turned into two eternally horny, submissive women — spent their nights on their knees or bent over the desk, swallowing and taking every drop of cum from their new masters while the men laughed and counted the money the two former cops would repay them with their bodies.
Deep down they were still themselves, but they could only watch without any control as their bodies behaved like two cum-hungry little whores, moaning to be dominated by their superiors.
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