The door was closed and locked, and the secretary was away from her desk. Ramos thought about bursting in, but the captain was frequently out of the office. If that was the case today, Ramos thought it would be more fun to be waiting when he returned. So he tapped gently on the door denting the oak with his heavy fist.
"Just a minute, I'm changing!" the young voice of the Captain shouted from behind the closed door. He even sounded like a kid.
Ramos burst through the door ripping the frame out of the wall, and he roared at the captain, "You'll be changing alright, pretty boy!"
He grabbed the twenty-eight year old captain by his bare shoulder and lifted him up with one hand. Ramos grinned evilly as he studied his puny victim.
The young man was really toned and tanned. Not only was he wearing a Captain America Shield medallion around his neck, but he had a tatoo of the hero on his right upper arm. He was naked from the waist up, but Ramos would soon take care of that.
"Ramos?" asked the captain in disbelief.
With his free hand, Ramos tore the heavy blue wool slacks and red briefs from his captain's body. The pale six foot teutonic boy dangled from the dark latin's hand like a naked boy kicking with his stockinged feet. Ramos' boner swelled larger and pressed against the terrified captain's chiseled abs. Precum painted a softball sized, shiny slimy stain on his tanned skin. Captain Cost swallowed wondering what Ramos was planning to do with his huge dick, and with him. Ramos lifted him up pressing his back against the ceiling and plucked the socks from his feet. Then he flipped the captain over his shoulder, and suddenly Cost found his hip lodged in his lieutenant's muscular buttocks, held by some unnatural force. He struggled to pull free.
Ramos was puzzled, he couldn't figure out how the naked puny man could resist Vinnie's magic. The Captain America medallion had been a gift from the captain's mother, and Vinnie's grandmother, it now glowed red, white and blue with increasing vigor.
Arcs of red, white and blue lightning arced from the amultet and danced across Ramos' body. He felt himself slipping. Ramos doubled over and started to vanish up the captain's asshole. Ramos screamed and raged, but the magic was too powerful.
When it was all over Captain John Cost lifted up his fallen door, and examined his body in the broken mirror on the back of the door. He was going to have to buy some new suits he thought as he smiled admiringly at his huge muscular reflection. Captain America hulks out, he thought with a laugh.
Maybe he'd follow Chaco's plan with a slight modification, and instead of cops, make his new wardrobe out of thugs. Captain America triumphed over the Red Skull, again, thought John Cost, as he examined his medallion, and the one that had fallen from Ramos' neck when he'd been assimilated. It was a red enameled gold skull on a gold chain with some other mystical looking symbols. He put them in his desk drawer for safe keeping. Then headed naked downstairs to the lock up for some clothing that would fit him.
No one noticed his nakedness as abnormal thanks to a spell his mother had taught him. It really came in handy on stake outs, and was partially responsible for his promotion. A couple people asked if he'd been working out, and he'd just nodded and smiled.