============================================================= Another Sk8r-dreams "guest episode" this time by fotek@mac.com Thanks to reaver27@hotmail.com for permission to contribute to the series. All his warning apply: Foreward: Don't read this if you're not allowed to by someone or some law....blah blah blah
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James lay on his bed staring at the ceiling and thinking about the changes that had taken place in his life over the last few weeks. He chuckled to himself, if only he had found The Maker earlier, he could have saved himself all sorts of bother and had a lot more fun than he'd had at school over the last few years. He pondered what to do next, he'd had a pretty wild time with the Maker so far but he couldn't help wondering if it wouldn't hurt to do something a little more outrageous with it.
He sat up on the bed and began to stroke his cock, as ever, it sprang to attention almost immeditately and at the thought of the changes he'd inflcited on his two unwelcome guests he began to slowly jerk himself off. Turning anyone who tried to touch his computer into an oversexed pre-pubsecent skate kid was pretty cool and it set him thinking about a possible next mission for the Maker as he creamed himself onto his hard pecs.
A few moments after his session he heard the sound of banging coming from above him and muffled shouts from his boys upstairs in the TV room.
Scrambling to his feet and packing his member back into his boxers he rushed to the door and opened it a crack. Glancing up the stairs through the gap, he could hear voices that definitely didn't belong to any of his boys.
"Afternoon Sir. Are you the owner of this property?" Came a female voice through the general noise and confusion he could hear emanating from upstairs.
"No, girl, my man Jays is!" he heard his number on homie, Nick reply to the woman."
"No shit!" Came a gruff male voice's response. "Who the hell are you guys and what the hell happened to the two blokes your neighbour saw crowbarring your front door open?"
"Sorry mate but I don't know what you're talking about. We live here and we've not seen anyone come near the place all day."
"Then how do you explain this?" Said the male voice again. There was a pause and then the voice came again. "Well I'll be... It's gone! Look Jo; where's it gone?".
"What the hell! How'd that happen?" Came the female voice again.
"How'd what happen?" Came Nick's voice, a little confused.
"The marks on the door from the crowbar what'd you think?" She snapped back at Nick.
"Listen!" Came the man's voice again, this time irritated and sharp. I don't know what the hell you faggy kids think you're doing in here but it's over. Where's this Jays character?"
"Right here!" Said James. Emerging from the stairwell and walking out into the room. "What can I do for you?"
"You can tell me why you and your faggy friends have been lying to us about you owning this place and you can tell me where your mates are who helped you break in here in the first place."
"Well." said James, who in spite of his young age actually looked a fair bit older and stood a good few inches above the balding and overweight policeman and his youthful partner. "To be honest, I don't have to tell you anything but since you asked so nicely I'll give you an idea." James turned to face the cop's young and very attractive partner. "Show us what happened to the two burglars would you?"
The young police woman looked confused for a moment and then jumped as if she'd had a slight electric shock. The group stared at her as she started to grow, her face frozen in a slightly dazed look. She hadn't been a particularly tall woman but now she was almost the same height as her partner and was still growing. After only a few seconds she stopped at 6'1" and then more changes set in.
At this point the older policeman suddenly found his voice.
"What the fuck's happening? What are you doing to her?" The aging cop's face displayng a mixture of terror and fury, paled as he suddenly found himself unable to move, a helpless spectator as his partner's changes progressed even faster then before.
By now, what had been an attractive young woman was starting to look decidedly more masculine, her jaw line strengthened and her nose became more pronounced as a light stubble grew out on her now deeply tanned face while her hair shortened and darkened to a crew cut and finally to a barely shaved scalp. All of these changes had taken place in a matter of less than 20 seconds and the process seemed to be speeding up. As the changes swept down her body, her long sleeved shirt shrank to become a tight fitting short sleved version in the same style revealing a mass of dark hair on her fore arms and at the same time squashing her breasts until they looked more like the well defined pectoral muscles of a gym enthusiast. Her whole body seemed to take a breathe in, expanding and tensing as the changes finally stopped leaving a very well built policman in a too tight uniform where the petite woman had stood only moments before.
Without any warning the force stopping the older cop from talking relaxed, and after staring at the motionless form of his former partner for a few moments, he turned to James, grabbed him by the t-shirt and began to shake him violently.
"Jesus Christ! What the fuck is going on here, what the hell have you done to Jo?" The statuesque new policeman remained motionless staring into space as his older partner continued to shake James roughly.
"You asked to know what happened to the two burglars. Well now you have your answer. I decided to have them re-assigned to more useful roles. They're now two nine year old skater kids with loving families and an insatiable appetite for boy on boy sex. How does that grab you?"
The balding cop let go of James' shirt and began to back away from him.
"You fuckin' freaky fag!" He practically screamed at James. "I'll see you little shits rotting inside for what you've done here if it's the last thing I do!" He reached to his belt for his radio but before he could raise it to his lips, James pulled out his plam top and hit something on the screen. Instantly, the overweight cop froze and his body tensed.
James' boys looked on expectantly to see what would happen next. These changes were always fun and they knew that their leader, Jays, wasn't very fond of cops like this one so they had their hopes up for a good show.
The boys weren't disappointed. Before their eyes the policeman doubled over and began to shrink. As they watched on, his clothes began to dissolve away until he was left wearing nothing but a gold necklace with a small medallion on it. He continued to shrink until he was only 4 feet tall and at that point collapsed on to the floor, lying on his side breathing heavily.
As the stunned spectators looked on, the changes speeded up. They noticed the former policeman's penis and testes shrinking until they finally retracted into the skin of his crotch leaving a small slit in their place which moved further between his legs stopping just below his anus above which the stump of a tail was starting to grow. The light coating of hair over the cop's body thickened and grew out until it covered even his hands and feet which had begun to stretch out and distort. The man's shrunken body suddenly began to collapse at the waist and grow out in the chest even as his now hairy face pushed out and elongated into a muzzle. Finally, as the transoformation stopped, the gold necklasce dulled and smoothed out into a leather collar with a name tag reading "Billie" attached to it. A leash whipped out from the collar and found itself in the hands of the muscular ex-woman who suddenly came to life, calling his new German Shepherd police dog to heel.
The swarthy cop, turned to James and began to speak in his gravelly bass.
"Are you sure you guys didn't see anything earlier on?"
James smiled at his latest creation as he answered.
"No mate, we were all away at the skate park and only got back a few moments before you got here." The cop, Joe, smiled back at James as he turned to leave, his trusty dog, trotting obediently at his heel.
"Well." He said "If you guys see anything funny going on around here, be sure to let me know and I'll be right around." Joe winked at James as he walked down the garden path towards his car, his firm butt pressing temptingly at his tight trousers as he adjusted his hat on his stubbly head.
James knew there were possibilities there. He of course couldn't ever be seen to like a cop, after all, they were the ones who tried to get skaters like him off the streets; but with the Maker at this side, that didn't have to be the way things were and it made him glad to be the red blooded, virile male that he was.