"Cadet Nasty, you ready?" asked Sergeant Smut.
"Ready for some more fucking?" asked Nasty as she licked her lips.
"Not that," said Smut, "I mean heading back to headquarters and spreading the love."
"Oh, that," said Nasty, "Sounds like fun."
"Just a moment," said Smut, "We need to be smart about this. We're not gonna spread the love if Maynard throws us in a cell."
"Oh yeah, Maynard," said Nasty, "She is such a prude."
"Right, so we need to have a good start elsewhere in the station before we get to her," said Smut.
"Where are we starting?" asked Nasty.
"Easy, the motor pool," said Smut, "We can get in there easily and there ought to be enough cops coming and going. We start there and we'll have the whole place banging in no time."
"Ok, let's do it," said Nasty.
*******
As expected, getting into the motor pool was easy. No one looked twice at the police car coming in. Of course, if they saw it was being driven by two policewomen who looked more like strippers, suspicions would be raised. As Officers Smut and Nasty parked the car, they could already see their first victim. Edgar, the station's mechanic, was working on the engine of one car. "Can I have her? Please, pretty please?" begged Officer Nasty.
"Ok, but don't dawdle," said Officer Smut, "We got a lot more babes to turn."
Nasty got out of the car and sauntered over to Edgar. He was middle-aged, paunchy, declining hairline, not somebody Nasty would be interested in even if she were into men. Edgar was so busy with the engine, he didn't look up until Nasty walked up to him and said, "You busy there?"
Edgar looked up to see this incredibly sexy woman in a parody of a policeman's uniform. "Uh, are you lost?" he asked.
"Nope, I was sent right to you," said Nasty.
"Oh, I get it. Some of the guys sent you here as a joke," said Edgar, "It's not even my birthday."
"Oh, it is your birthday," said Nasty in a husky voice, "It's the day you'll be reborn." Edgar was about to ask what she meant when Nasty grabbed him and put her lips to his. Edgar made a muffled protest, but soon his eyes went blank as a euphoric feeling swept over him.
The changes quickly started after that. His body shrank down as his frame became daintier. New hair follicles started sprouting over his scalp as his existing hair grew longer and darker. The face Nasty was kissing became smoother as years fell away and masculine roughness was replaced with feminine softness. The paunch on Edgar's belly shifted. Part of it went down to fill out his ass and hips. Part of it rolled upwards before pushing out his, or rather her chest.
"Ooh, feels like you got some good ones," said Nasty. She unzipped the mechanic's jumpsuit. Usually, there would be a white shirt underneath it. But Smut found a pair of C-cup breasts completely uncovered beneath, not even a bra on. "Someone's been a naughty girl," said Smut, She placed her face in the mechanic's cleavage and hummed loudly. She also slid a hand down the jumpsuit to start fingering Edgie's new pussy.
Smut was enjoying the show herself, a hand down her own pants. But there was still more to do. There would be more cops pulling in, ready to be changed. In fact she could hear a car pulling in now.