"Hello, officers!" I said grinning. "Wondering what's going on?"
"Don't move!" They yelled. How cute. "There have been reports of a disturbance, and sources point to you! Some sort of wacky magic power you have. Don't move!" Pitiful. What should I do? Have some fun, of course!
"Well, is it me, or are police officers getting younger these days?" That should confuse them. But first...*POOF!* Their guns disappeared, replaced by toy pistols!
"Hey! What's going on?" said one of the policemen.
"You're going on...uh...going DOWN! In AGE!" I focused on regressing the police men, and, sure enough, the policemen's clothes began to loosen and become baggy.
"What d'ya mean?" bellowed the lead policeman. "No more messing around! Get him!" The policemen drove towards me, but I regressed them in a quick burst to teenagers! Their pants slipped down off their thin waists and tripped them up! They struggled to their feet, dazed, hurridley pulling up their pants.
"Shouldn't you choose uniforms that fit?" I mocked. As they regressed more, their uniforms slipped off their bodies. One of the policemen who had been a young one to begin with was now barely 15 years old, and shrank to 12, 10, then 8 years old, a look of terror in his young eyes.
"What's going on?" yelled the lead officer, now 14, his voice cracking and his eyes fearful. His face softened as it lost its manly form and he descended into childhood, his clothes hanging off him. The other policemen were suffering a simillar fate, discarding their toy guns to clutch at their loose clothing and try to escape. Many stepped right out of their shoes, some tripped over.
Soon all that was left of the police force was a group of half naked little boys playing dress up in police uniforms. It was utter chaos. I was loving it.