Published: Sep 20, 2024

My one hundred and fifty-sixth caption, featuring a promise I made to @CaptionCutie to finally do a caption featuring Asuna and Karin.

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“I’ll never forgive your ass for dragging me into this obvious trap.” The dark-skinned girl, “Cocoa”, exclaimed as she tried unsuccessfully to turn her sizable bust away from the cameras, only to put her large, smooth posterior on display instead, as well as her round, puffy “tail”. “Damn it, this is the worst…”

“Chin up, girlfriend! It could be worse! We could be in lockup with all the real criminals!” The light-skinned girl, “Creme”, dismissed, facing the camera fully as their shutters clicked and their flashes blinked. “This is a far better alternative to prison! At least we get to be hot babes for a little while!”

Cocoa and Creme were actually George and Armas, two friends who had been involved in two traffic-related police stops a few months ago. Though George, now “Cocoa”, had a simple speeding violation with no record to speak of, Armas, now “Creme”, had actually been pulled over for DUI, having to be bailed by the latter. As it turns out, George had made the mistake of trusting Armas to mail his ticket and payment back to the county courthouse, only for his greedy “friend” to steal his money and throw out his ticket, leaving it unpaid. In addition, Armas never bothered showing up for his court date either, leaving both in bad spots. Though normally George’s license would have simply been suspended, the local police department had recently adopted one of those “zero tolerance” policies, meaning a speeding violation now somehow held the same weight as a DUI. In addition, the police had begun performing sting operations, sending out those “free giveaway” letters and using them to nab people with warrants. However, these people weren’t being arrested. The police were doing something different.

In order to “make examples” out of criminals, they had taken all the males they had captured and turned them into stacked women with the help of some injected nanomachines. These would cause the rapid transformation of the criminal’s body, where afterwards they’d be forced to wear a skimpy, police-themed bunny outfit that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. No one was sure why, but none of the people subjected to this treatment ever repeat offended.

Thus, seeing one of said “free giveaway” letters in the mail (and being quite dim), Armas decided to go to the local community center, dragging his friend along for the ride. After all, George still had no idea that his ticket hadn’t been paid for, or even that he had received an identical letter in the mail that day too.

Arriving at the community center, the pair approached the people inside, sitting at some folding tables with papers for them to fill out. Unbeknownst to Armas, they were police officers dressed in plainclothes, who were using the forms to verify their identity. George suspected something wasn’t right with the setup, especially after one of them asked for him to fill out a form as well, but Armas continued to egg him on, urging him to come along.

Ushered deeper into the community center, the two entered a small auditorium where both were grabbed by the uniformed officers waiting for them. Without missing a beat, the two were told they were being placed under arrest and would undergo “rehabilitation”, effective immediately. Before either could protest, needles were unceremoniously jabbed into their necks, causing a heat to spread through their bodies as the preprogrammed nanomachines began working.

Their bodies shrunk rapidly as the nanomachines rapidly multiplied and redistributed their body mass, melting toned muscles into soft, supple skin. The only thing the pair kept was their height and skin tones as all that remaining mass was transferred to their chests and rears, causing them to expand like balloons. Their thighs thickened and their cocks shriveled up, inverting to become moist, virgin vaginas. Their hips popped loudly as they caved in, giving the pair perfect hourglass shapes. Finally, their faces became cute and feminine as hair shot out of their skulls, blonde for Armas, and brunette for George. The officers wasted no time using boxcutters to remove their street clothes, forcing them into their new “police bunnygirl” outfits that left very little to the imagination.

“Alright girls, here’s the deal. You do exactly as we say, put on a good show, and your charges go away. Understand?” One of them with sergeant stripes explained, pulling each of them up to their feet, unsteady on their new high heels. All the officers in the room laughed at the still-surprised duo.

George tried (and failed) to argue in his own defense, much to the amusement of the officers, but Armas had become rather… receptive to his new, remodeled body. Even before the photos were being taken, he had begun to fondle his new breasts, letting out a seductive smile as “she” took in the sensations.

“I think this will be a fun day in hindsight!” Creme argued, her friend still seething. “Maybe they’ll let us take some of these pictures home tonight!”

“We won’t be going back home, you goddamn idiot.” Cocoa exclaimed, shooting a side glare at her stupid friend as she made another embarrassing pose. “Don’t you listen to any of the fucking news anymore? They decriminalized prostitution. We’re going to be sent to Clouds, that sex club, after this.”

“W-Wait, what?” Creme remarked in sudden shock, the realization hitting her like a ton of bricks as she froze. “So, t-that’s why there’s no… no…”

“Repeat offenders? Mhm, that’s right.” Cocoa replied matter-of-factly, breathing deeply as the officers finished taking the last photo. “Good job, idiot.”

The officers began to giggle and make jokes amongst themselves as the two girls were led out of the community center into a waiting police car. Things would only get worse for the two as they realized Clouds was frequented by off-duty law enforcement, who wanted to test out the newly-minted girls themselves…