As we walked down the street, I saw a police officer approaching. He wasn't after us, just walking his beat. I'd seen the officer before - in his mid-twenties, brown hair and eyes with a vague oriental look. I guess one parent was Asian, maybe Chinese. He nodded to us as we got close, but I think he was probably tagging us as boyfriends, or maybe male prostitutes, because his expression darkened a little.
It just took a thought to bring out his Chinese heritage much more strongly. He lost about an inch in height, which made him stumble, and his skin tone and features became pure Asian. Even so, he was still recognizable, though people would be puzzled. He stopped and looked a little confused, aware something as different. I made him 20, and his face softened slightly, again not enough to make him look too different. By this time he realized I was watching him and he frowned. "Do you need something?"
I shrugged. "No, sir. You OK? You look a little flustered."
The officer hesitated, then shook his head. "Nah, I'm OK. Have a good night."
I nodded, then watched his eyes widen and saw him shift a little uncomfortably as I greatly enlarged and restored his manhood to uncircumcised status. That would definitely cause him some questions, but I couldn't resist. "You too, sir."
We continued on, leaving the officer still standing on the dark sidewalk. Runt chuckled. "You know that last bit is going to be a bitch for him to explain."
I shrugged and grinned. "I doubt he'd ask for me to change him back."
Runt nodded. "True enough."
Then we both froze as a voice shouted "Hey! Stop there!"