Officer Colson Part 01

Officer Colson sat in his patrol car just right off the road. It was far enough out to wear drivers wouldn’t be able to see him but close enough so he could go after them when he caught them speeding. He hated this part of the job. Normally it would have just been a day or two a week. However, after his last week it didn’t look like speed duty would be off the table anytime soon. 

Last week had been one of the most exciting, yet terrifying, he’d experienced on the force. Sure he’d been a police officer for only about five years but he’d never really seen much action. Their small town was fairly quiet. The only real noise ever came from some of the high schoolers or the college that was just right on the outskirts. But this last week something happened that no one in town would have ever expected. 

It was just supposed to be a small noise complaint. One of the neighbors was being oddly loud and playing some kind of music that was annoying Mr. Parker and he had to call the police about it. Officer Colson was on duty and went to check it out. Just an easy job on a fairly normal night. He went and knocked on the door. No one answered. However he could hear a distinct chanting that Mr. Parker seemed to be complaining about. The distant chanting was creeping him out. Though not illegal it sure didn’t sound like something good was happening. 

Officer Colson made his way around the back looking for an open window to see in. The curtains on the kitchen window had been drawn. He could just barely see through. But that was enough. Inside was a circle of men in robes with what looked like blood splattered about in satanic symbols. But what truly terrified him was the boy in the center currently strapped down to the table. He barely looked like he was even 18.

“Everybody down!” Officer Colson rushed in with his gun drawn. It didn’t even distract the cultists as he entered. “I said everybody down!” he raised his voice but still no avail. Their chanting only sped up. Speaking faster. Words he didn’t understand. His head hurt. “Everybody down!” he shouted again. His eyes went blurry but he wasn’t going to let them do whatever they were doing. He dove to the center and grabbed the boy on the table. Even though it was hard to see he undid the straps. Somehow he found the strength to keep going. 

His mind was going blank. Hefting the small boy over his shoulder he was able to force him out of the front door. However he wasn’t so lucky. He fell over and a red smoke filled the room. It closed the door. He couldn’t see anymore. A menacing laughter filled his mind. He didn’t know what it was. The smoke wrapped around his body. “What’s going on!” he called out to no one in particular. All he was met with was that same maniacal laughter. 

Officer Colson fell over. His mind still barely conscious. “Looks like we got the wrong one,” one of the cultists said. 

“The master just asked for a body. This one will do,” another said. Officer Colson blacked out only to be woken up by Mr. Parker.

“What the Hell was all that!?” Mr. Parker asked.

Officer Colson just shook his head. “I don’t know…” Too bad for him neither did the police department. And after a few angry outbursts from Officer Colson they figured he needed a bit lighter of a load. His normal calm demeanor would turn into aggressive demands from anyone who took his ire. But those demands were instantly appeased by whoever had made him angry. The chief didn’t like the idea of him using his authority that way though. Until he learned to reel it back in, he’d be on speed patrol until they were able to figure out what had happened to him.

It’s not like he didn’t mind doing speed patrol every once in a while. It was just so annoying having to do it numerous days in a row. Worse yet, those days would quickly turn to weeks if he wasn’t careful. He had to show his boss that event didn’t shake him up too much. Even if it was absolutely crazy he didn’t believe in curses like that.

However he couldn’t think too much about it as a car went speeding down the road. 50 in a 35. Officer Colson pulled out from the sign and turned his lights on. It was the perfect place to hide as he was completely out of sight but the straight stretch of road made it easy to pull onto. The car pulled to the side of the road. Officer Colson got his paperwork ready and started to the driver’s side. “License and Registration please,” he said looking down. 

“Fucking asshole. Don’t you have anything better to do than ticket people?” Officer Colson looked down at the driver’s license seeing his name was Nick Anderson. Age 22. 6 foot. 210 pounds. Judging by the amount of alcohol in the back of his car he was off to the frat house ready to start the weekend off right. “God damn it!”

“I’m just doing my job sir,” Officer Colson tried to keep a calm demeanor. He’d been shouted at so many times before it’d just become part of the job. However there was a certain indignation that suddenly bubbled up inside him. He pushed it back down trying to stay calm.

“Yeah you’re fucking job. Too stupid to get a degree so you just harass us who are. You know my taxes pay for you to live, right, asshole? Damn it! This is fucking stupid! I wasn’t even going that fast!” 

“You were doing a 50 in a 35.” That anger was pushing back to the surface. People yelled at him all the time. Why did this stupid kid suddenly get to him? “It’s dangerous on this road. Especially at night. There’s a lot of twists and turns and if you miss one you’ll probably end up dead.”

“My right as a fucking citizen idiot!”

“Regardless, you were still going too fast,” Officer Colson dismissed. He headed back to his car trying to ease his anger. He just kept biting the inside of his mouth, trying to calm himself down. It wasn’t doing much as his anger flared up. ‘Stupid kid! What the fucks his problem! I could fuck him so bad right now if I wanted to!’ his thoughts were going wild as he thought about what he wanted to do to that guy. His hands gripped the steering wheel and squeezed. ‘Fucking asshole!’ He grit his teeth. 

All he could see was red. He didn’t notice that his hands were quickly growing thicker. Weight was quickly adding to his frame as well. The uniform that was designed for his fit athletic frame was rapidly becoming too small for him. He had always worked out and kept in shape, giving his 5’10” 175 pound frame always made him look fairly attractive. However, right now a mixture of muscle and fat was quickly adding onto his body. He gripped the steering wheel tighter.

Instead of his more normal sized hands two large mitts built for someone who looked like they did powerlifting held onto the wheel. He threatened to break it at any minute. His biceps filled the sleeves completely while his chest pushed his uniform to an almost breaking point. If not for the top two buttons coming undone, it would have easily torn apart under his new weight.

The belt he was wearing was the only thing to give under his now expanding waist. It wasn’t huge but it did give him a bulkier look. Now he looked like he was built for power. He gripped at the sizable bulge between his legs. The button on his pants had given way allowing it enough room to fully expand. He grinned. The anger he had almost completely subsided to an eerie calm. He stepped out of the car, leaving the notebook behind. Slowly, he paced himself to the car. He tapped the window with the joint of one of his fingers.

“Alright fucker. Give me the ticket and I’ll be on my way.”

“Step out of the car sir,” the deep baritone almost made Nick shake. There was a commanding presence about the police officer now. One that he didn’t want to disobey. Out of instinct he grabbed for the handle but stopped himself.

“Why?” somehow he’d found the courage to talk back.

“Step. Out. Of. The. Car. Sir.” Officer Colson annunciated each word. His big hand pulled at the handle. It was supposed to be locked, but opened under his touch. He wasn’t playing around. Nick could see this. Even in the dark he could tell the officer was holding himself back. 

“Yes sir,” Nick said. As he stood next to the officer he didn’t realize the size difference. If anything he thought he was the bigger one. But now he was staring up at someone who was a good 4 inches taller than him. The officer’s silhouette blocked the light at the end of the road making his presence even more intimidating. Despite his football player size, Nick could tell that there was no way he was going to take this officer down.

“Have you been drinking tonight?”

“No sir,” despite the lie, Nick’s voice became submissive. He didn’t want to get in more trouble than he was clearly in. “I haven’t been drinking tonight.” 

“Is that so…?” Officer Colson was pacing back and forth. It was like he was trying to be intimidating. Even though the officer was a few feet away he could feel an overwhelming presence on him. Moreover there was something about the way the officer looked that made him feel weird. “You ain’t lying to me are you boy?” somehow in a second he bridged the gap between them pointing his finger in Nick’s face.

“Nuh-No sir,” Nick stuttered. However his breath reeked of cheap beer. He’d been drinking for nearly a couple of hours ago and they still needed to get more. He drew the short straw and was the one who had to go get it. The thing is he hadn’t even felt buzzed until a few minutes ago. It all started to come back to him right when Officer Colson was walking back up to his car.

Colson grinned at the lie. He could see right through it. His dick throbbed seeing the guy trying to get away with something. “Is that so? Then mind if I go get the breathalyzer?”

“No you can’t!” Nick shouted out. “I haven’t been drinking!” His mind was growing even hazier just in the officer’s presence. It was like he was taking a shot every time the officer spoke. “You can’t do that!” his deep voice raised into more of a whine. He raised his fist into the air and took a swing at the officer. 

However Officer Colson easily caught the fist in his hand. He spun it behind Nick’s back and pushed him against his car. “You know what you just did boy?” he leaned his heavier weight against Nick’s back, whispering in his ear. “You just tried to assault a police officer.” His grip tightened as he pushed Nick even harder into the car. 

“I’m sorry…” Nick didn’t know why he’d do something like that. He could sometimes be an angry drunk but never thought he’d assault an officer. “I’m sorry… I don’t know what came over me…” he begged.

“Oh?” Officer Colson released some of his weight. “I might be able to let you off with a warning. But first…” He started patting down Nick’s bulky body. His big hands started at Nick’s shoulders and worked their way down his body. All the way down until he felt something hard. “Hold on. What’s this? Do you have a weapon on you?” 

Nick could hear the smile on the officer’s face as he said it. “That’s not a weapon sir,” he gulped. “That’s my penis…”

“You’re penis? It’s awfully small to be a penis.”

Nick gulped again. Something about his manhood felt different. He always felt like he was fairly average but now it didn’t feel like it was all that big. Even under Officer Colson’s hands he could feel like it was smaller, despite being harder than it had been in a long time. “Yes sir, it’s my penis…”

“Really boy. You want to see what a real man’s penis looks like,” the officer released his grip and turned Nick around. His big body leaned against the car and he looked down. It was the first time he noticed the big man’s pants were open. A huge bulge was barely being contained by his underwear. But Nick found himself nodding. He could almost feel his mouth watering at the site of the bulge. “You like that. You like having dicks in your face and up your ass,” Officer Colson said.

Again Nick nodded. His mind was too focused on the dick to think about anything else. A hand was already foundling his own. Despite not being able to grip it, he was perfectly satisfied palming the small member. His big hands couldn’t do much else. 

“You want to suck it. Don’tcha boy,” Officer Colson grinned. “Go on. Down on yer knees.” Nick did as he was told and started reaching for the underwear. “I didn’t say you could use your hands. Yer a master of sucking. Use yer mouth.” Nick instantly leaned forward with his mouth and pulled down the strap. The massive dick sprung from its confines, nearly hitting him in the face. 

Nick’s mouth dropped. The dick in front of him was easily thick as a beer can and far longer than he’d ever seen in real life. Even porn stars would be given a run for their money as the giant member pointed directly at his face. He felt a little nervous, just by the sheer size of the thing. However looking up at Officer Colson made him feel at ease. 

“Go on. You want out of the ticket don’tcha? Or were you planning this the whole time,” he chuckled. Nick couldn’t believe he was being called out. The huge jock had never been prowling for dicks before but suddenly he couldn’t get enough of the idea. Instantly he opened his mouth and fit the whole thing in. And feeling Officer Colson’s hand on the back of his head just encouraged him even more. It gave him a sense of comfort as he pulled back and forth on the member inside his mouth. He was barely able to contain himself as he heard the officer’s moans. The loud passionate moans of someone who was about to come.

But he was as well. He was holding back as long as he could. He was fading fast. Just hearing the loud moans was enough to make him cum. But he had to hold on. Officer Colson had to cum first. He waited and then felt a hot burst of fluid shoot to the back of his mouth. He swallowed every bit of it. Load after load filled him up, all the way down into his stomach. He could feel his gut distend even a little bit more. 

“That’s a good boy,” Officer Colson gently rubbed the back of the other man’s head. Nick couldn’t help but smile at the complement. A bit of cum was still on his mouth as he said it. “You did well. You can stand. I’ll let you off with a warning this time but you have to promise me you’ll stop chasing after women. You love cock. You’ll find a good guy to settle down with and work hard to make his life the best it can be.” 

“Yes sir,” Nick stood at his full height again. He didn’t notice that they were nearly the same height again. Or the blond that was returning to Officer Colson’s hair. The football stud was just too excited to want to get back to his party and find another guy to blow off. And he had a pretty good idea who it was.

“Good boy,” Officer Colson gave him a pat to the shoulder and started back to the police car. With each step his clothes started to fit him a little better as his body returned to its normal size. The massive amounts of hair slowly fell off his body. He was rapidly returning to his more lithe muscular body. Memories were mixing together as he realized that he hadn’t given the guy a ticket. Sitting down in the car he couldn’t help but say. “Good kid. Just needed a little direction.” However his eyes caught that his fly was down. “Shit! I hope he didn’t notice that!”