"What the hell is going on 'ere?"
A biker cop, about late 20's, had walked onto the scene and now looked stunned and repulsed at what he was seeing.
The cop was a good 6"2 tall, muscular build, in a dark navy uniform, long-sleaved with a tie, underneath his leather motorcycle jacket, badge pinned to his chest. he had snug fitting uniform motorcycle breeches with a gold stripe down the size, a sizeable bulge resting under his thick black leather duty belt. Also, size 14 feet, in shiny black knee high motorcycle boots. A neat stubble on his square jaw, strong features with thick eyebrows, dark grey eyes hidden behind dark cop sunglasses, and tanned skin, neat short black hair, shaven at the sides. His helmet tucked under his arm. Black leather gloves on his large hands.
"Evening officer, " said the skin head, stroking his tits as he bounced. You continue to fuck the skinhead's shitty hole, licking your crap crusted mouth while staring at the policeman.
"Right, stop or ill be forced to..."
Suddenly the cop froze. He began to fatten up like the skinhead did, his uniform stretching.
"What the hell..." he exclaimed, as his jacket burst open, gut expanding underneath his shirt, his tie resting on his beachball sized belly. All around his body he began to swell with fat. His legs filling up his pants, which suddenly began to change in material. They went from a navy to a black, shiny leather. The material disappeared at the crotch and seat, his now fat, filthy, hairy cock flopping out, as well as his dirty, fat ass, covered in thick black unwashed hair. His duty belt adjusted to his massive waistline, now partially hidden behind his exapanding fat gut. His jacket, shirt and tie had torn to shreds and fallen to the floor, revealing a black leather harness, framing his beachball sized hairy tits, his fat puffy nipples sticking out like nozzles. His leather gloves remained on his hands, but his stubble was now replaced with a thick, filthy beard. Potruding from his mouth was a cigar as thick as a deodorant can, his teeth yellowed, with several missing. He was now a hairy 400lb leather slob cop, and stank of sweat mixed with piss and tobbacco.
"Now that's more like it" you say, grinning at your creation.