"Get what you came for! We need to get the hell out of here!" Hawthorne yelled after he bursted through the doors.
Colin ran down the escalator and saw why: a drove of bimbos groggily strutted after them.
"You got shit in your ears? GO!" Hawthorne yelled.
Colin complied, slicing open the throats of the bimbos that moved towards him.
The gamer stabbed, cut, and hacked his way to the squad car before slamming his door shut. Hawthorne simply strolled by and got in.
"What the, how did you get here so easily?" Colin asked.
"Those sluts are tired." Hawthorne said.
The bimbos yawned and groggily strided towards the other cop.
"We're gonna leave her here?" Colin asked.
"Out of time." Hawthorne said as he pulled back and drove off.
The abandoned cop shot away as the mass of tits and ass comsumed her. She ended up swallowing a spurt of cum as a bimbo fell asleep on her face. As the woman wriggled out, she doubled over in pain. Her breasts swelled up to DD cups, her ass ballooned out, her waist bowed in, her hips flared out, her lips plumped up, and her hair grew out long and blonde.
"MMMMMMM... heehee..." the bimbo cop moaned as she squeezed her boobs.
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Two days later, and not much had really happened within the station.
"Whatever happened to that lady you left behind?" an old man asked.
Colin simply shrugged as he sipped some Mountain Dew.
Everybody stopped in their tracks as the sounds of clicking heels echoed outside.
The bimbos from around the department store had walked there, spearheaded by the bimbofied officer in her uniform, the buttons on her shirt popped off by the growth of her boobs.
"Let's go girls!" the bimbo cop squealed as the forty-five or so others squealed back in glee, the mass charging at the station.