The Sorcerer's New Apprentice 18: A Change in Attitude at the Police Station (mc musc)
by Alyn Roze
Brian and the guys were enjoying Max’s exploits so far but it was only part of the week. The young wizard had instructed the hypnotized Max to remember everything that had happened to him since they had last met. He was remembering everything in striking clarity.
The story that Max had been telling was incomplete, he had just transformed the Sheriff’s nephew without knowing it and he still didn’t know that he could it...
“Make him tell us what happened to him after the bank robbery Brian.” Quinn asked impatiently sitting on the edge of his seat waiting for the story to continue.
“SHHHH!” Brian shot Quinn a mean look. “Ok Max you had just changed Enus into a muscle hunk of a policeman and foiled a robbery, what happened next?”
Max continued his account of last few days. “We booked the bank robbers at the county jail. I took Enus to one of my favorite cruising spots along the interstate. While we were there I received an urgent call to return to the Sheriff’s office. Le’Tel and Latamoore had offered earlier to show Enus the finer points of police undercover work. I left him in their capable hands before returning to base.
Thirty minutes and one stop later, I pulled into the station parking lot. Mabel, the station clerk, was working at her desk when I walked into the front office. When she looked at me, from behind her desk, it was like I was a complete stranger. The look of bewilderment on her face quickly changed to that of anger when she recognized who I was.”
“There you are Maxwell. If you had been one minute later the Sheriff would have bitten my head off.” Mabel said in an angry tone. “Where the hell have you been? The Sheriff’s madder than a wet hen.”
“The years of sitting behind a desk has taken its toll on her body.” Max said describing Mabel’s Appearance. “Although she would never admit it, Mabel colored her hair to cover up the gray. Her skin was not as tight as it used to be. She was beginning to show her age in her face try as she might to counteract it with nightly applications of wrinkle cream. The push-up bra she wore kept her breasts from hanging like two half-filled water balloons. Her weight gain wouldn’t have been a problem if it hadn’t centered on her hips and thighs.
“What’s he so mad about?” I inquired.
“No clue. By the way, you didn’t tell me you were supposed to be speaking at the Police Academy graduation in a few days.”
“I had other things on my mind, like this...” Max said recalling more detail. From behind my back I produced a bouquet of flowers, the reason for my one stop. “You’re looking better each day Gorgeous.”
“Oh Max, you big flirt. You know I don’t go out with younger men, especially when they work with me.” Mabel said reaching for the flowers
As Mabel reached for the flowers, I took her hands and kissed the top of it. Startled by the sudden show of affection from me, she was about to pull her hand away when she felt a wave of pleasure take over her body. She took a sharp intake of air. I saw her body began to tighten up and change. In a matter of seconds, most of her gray in her hair disappeared, and her hips thinned considerably. I was about to give Mabel a kiss on the hand again when the phone rang.
Mabel, still looking deeply into my eyes, broke hand contact to reach for the ringing phone. “De Soto County Sheriff’s Department ...” She said into the receiver. “This is Officer Brickman how may I direct your call ...?”
Even at a young age I use to have a thing for older women like Mabel. Since the first day we met I’ve liked her very much. I moved behind the watch desk to get some coffee. While I was drinking my coffee I watched her perform her duties as she was talking. She was reaching to hang up the phone when suddenly she jerks back her arm. I heard a subtle cry of pain came from Mabel as she grabbed her shoulder. I walked up behind her and started rubbing her shoulders. At first she was startled, but then she began enjoy the attention I was giving her.
“I’ll give you twenty minutes to quit.” Mabel told me as she picking up the dropped head set and putting it back on its cradle.
“Ya know that I could do this longer if you went steady with me.” I told Mabel as I continued to massage her shoulders.
“Max, you’re the only one that treats me like an equal not some servant.” Mabel said.
Continuing the massage down lower on Mabel’s back I whispered into her ear. “Why shouldn’t I treat you like any other police officer here?”
“Everyone else says that they want this or they want that ...” Mabel said.
“I could tell she was finding it difficult to concentrate on the conversation during the massage. Her speech was slowing down and her tight back muscles were losing up. After a few minutes of silence she was able to continue with her train of thought that she had started.”
“… Where’s the coffee. Go get my dry cleaning.” She said softly pivoting her head around to different angles. “Why can’t they treat me like any other man around here?”
“You ARE better than any other man.” I told as I moved my hands back up to her shoulders. “You ARE better-looking than any other man around. You ARE the most organized person here. If it weren’t for you this office would fall apart.”
“I don’t know why I didn’t see it before ...” Max recalled. “But now I remember seeing her body begin to get younger by the minute. I could feel her overweight body shedding the layers of fat. The wrinkles in her face smoothed out to a flawless completion. Her hair continued to darken as it got shorter. The well brushed hair became unruly and windswept.
“You are better built than any other man around here.” I told her as I felt the layers of fat being replaced with muscle. “You are stronger and bigger than any other person working in this office.”
I guided my hands skillfully over her body as it grew in size. Her breasts were becoming firmer and harder. They reduced in size becoming denser until they became manly pecs on a hairless chest. My hands moved under the tight low cut tank top he now wore.”
“You are built better than any other male secretary on the police force, Mark.” I moved my hands back up to his shoulders. “You are even dressed better than any policeman I know.”
Brian listened as the tone of Max’s voice had a hint of confusion in it. The more he remembered the more agitated he became as he fought to break free of Brian’s control.
“I could see that Mark’s clothes were changing. Wait a minute did I just call Mabel … Mark? Am I making out with a man?”
“Max I want you to forget what sex the receptionist was before the transformation.” Brian says to Max trying to calm him down. “Concentrate on the person that they turn out to be. Now continue with what happened next.”
In a more calm state Max continued to comment on Mark/Mabel’s clothing.
“The female cut she wore this morning morphed into cut more befitting a male figure. Her blouse was so much tighter across her chest that he had to undo the top two buttons. His pants were fitting tighter in the crotch with the added equipment. The undergarments she put on this morning were now male boxers. The bulge in Mark’s crotch became bigger. I reached down and gave it a little squeeze.”
“You’re one of the biggest men in this office Mark and don’t let anybody tell you different.” I told Mark as I felt his cock grow bigger in my hands. “… Not even that hunk of a boss of ours, Sheriff J. D. Jackson.”
“Oh that feels so good. You can keep that up till the cows come home, but you know I won’t go out with just anybody.” Mark said as I nuzzled his ear.
“But you will go out with me then?” I asked, letting Mark nuzzle my neck in return.
“We’ll see.”
“We spent the next few minutes exploring each other’s bodies. Even in a small town life doesn’t stand still for long. We were so into our examination each other’s bodies that we forgot where we were … almost. The buzz of the intercom broke my concentration.”
“So have you decided whether or not to go out for dinner with me one of these evenings?” I asked Mark.
“OK just this one time,” Mark replied. “No sports bars this time. You’re taking me to the new restaurant on Orange Blossom.”
“Anything for you, Mark.”
As if by fate the intercom buzzed again as I was about to give Mark another kiss on the lips. Mark broke away and answered the machine.
“Yes Chief? … Who is this? … Chief it’s me Mark, your desk sergeant ... Yes Max is right here ... Yes, he just got here ... I’ll tell him to wait then I’ll be right in, Chief.” Mark hangs up the phone. “Sometimes I think that man is losing his mind Max. You wait here till I find out what he wants this time.”
“Sure thing, my southern hunk of male perfection.” I gave Mark one last wink before he went inside Sheriff J D”s office.
Fifteen minutes had passed when Mark finally exited the office in a huff throwing his note pad on the desk. “That man can’t remember anything around meal time. It took me all that time I was in there to convince him who I was. Max, you better get in there before we both get fired.”
I gave Mark a peck on the cheek and whispered into his ear as we pass each other. “Now don’t you go away, see you in a few minutes and we can make dinner plans.”
“When I walked into the Sheriff’s office, J D was sitting behind his large wooden desk with a checkered napkin tucked into the top of his shirt. In front of him was enough food to feed the whole Police department of De Soto County.”
“OK Chief, I’m here. What’s got you all fired up today?” I said loudly, announcing my presence to the middle-aged, balding and overweight man having lunch on his desk.
When he looked up from his plate, he stared directly at the biggest package he’d ever seen, stuffed my short pants. He kept looking up to see who was talking to him. For one thing, he didn’t seem to recognize my voice and another he didn’t seem to recognize the biggest person on his payroll. He was so caught off-guard by the sight of my massive body that I could tell that he was starting to get ... excited. The Sheriff’s eyes slowly traveled up my enormous chest, past my thick neck and stopped at my face. The lustful look on his face, enhanced by a redden complication, quickly changed to one if recognition. The sheriff quickly composed himself and with a mouthful of chicken, he blurted out, “Max!”
“Who else would it be?” I said.
“There was something different about you Max that I can’t quite put my finger on. You seem way bigger and stronger looking and (heaven help me he says under his breath) more … attractive … than …I …remember.”
The lustful look with an ear to ear grin returned to his face. I watched the Sheriff nonchalantly move his free hand under his desk. I observed small rhythmic movement in his arm as it moved under the desk. Not wanting to miss out on giving the Sheriff a good ribbing I cleared my throat.
J D soon realized that he was caught pleasuring himself. He quickly composed himself and said in a loud, angry tone. “Where in the Sam Hill have you been all morning, Max? The Mayor’s been breathing down my neck about the books, and when Mark couldn’t contact you, I just knew you had to be screwing off somewhere.”
I replied in a matter-of-factly tone “It just so happens that I’ve been out stopping a bank robbery with your nephew Enus.”
“My news pretty much blew the wind out of the Sheriff’s sails. He stuffed another piece of chicken breast into his mouth as his eyes were drawn inextricably drawn back to the bull-sized chest of my twenty-five-year old body.
I thought about my life. At the age of 15 years old I first met “Uncle Rufus’s. Rufus talked me into picking up my very first 5 pound weight thus beginning my obsession with bodybuilding. When I joined the De Soto police force three years ago, J D the fifty-year-old sheriff left a big impression on a twenty-two-year-old stud who just graduated the top of his police academy class. I started fantasizing about what I would do if he was a few years younger…?”
“You have got to shitting me. That fat slob of a Sheriff likes guys?!” One of the guys was saying.
“Don’t be an ass! Max never said that the Sheriff was gay!” Jason said. “He was thinking to himself. From what Max had just said the Sheriff’s stomach must be churning from the conflicting emotions roiling inside him.”
“If that were true than before Max stepped into the Sheriff’s office that day he wasn’t gay, but now after seeing Max overly muscular body for the first time, his entire life must have been turned upside down.” Brian reiterated to the group. “Let Max tell us about the rest of meeting before we pass judgment.”
“… And the Sheriff pulled his gaze away from the hairy hunk in front of him in the hopes of calming himself down, but when he looked back up, he saw me smiling at him, with my perfect white teeth a stark in contrast to the bordering dark facial stubble he had to quickly change the subject …”
“STOP!”
Max was sitting there at the table waiting for the next command. He could neither move nor speak of his own free will. He wanted to get at the little fuckers that had control over his mind and body. Everything he had just told his captors were memories that he had long since forgotten. Now there were more memories flooding into his mind.
Brian could see that Max was fighting for control of his own mind again. “Max can you hear me?”
“Yes-s-s you little s-s-s-hit I can hear you.”
“Max, you are still under my control. You will not move until I say so.” Brian stated in a calm slow voice. “What happened after you caught the Sheriff trying to pleasuring himself?”
“He … he … tried to cover it up by trying dis-dis-distracting me.” Max was forcing the words out.
“Max I need you to relax. There is no need to resistant.” Brian said in a low and monotone voice. “It’s just you and me here. We are just having a normal conversation I want you to continue to remember everything that you and he said that day.”
“I had never seen any pictures of a young J D in all the years I have been on the force. J D was very secretive about his past before becoming sheriff. I must have let my imagination wonder too far when I heard J D yelling at me. “What did you say J D?”
“I said, what the hell are you looking at?” the Sheriff snapped.
I countered with. “The question is, I think, is what are you looking at?”
Getting defensive J D blustered. “What the hell are you insinuating, Biggermen?”
“I can see that you still have a thing about all this muscle,” I said, feeling up one of my pecs seductively. Then I gave him a wink.
I could see that J D was getting embarrassed by my actions. “Don’t think I never noticed ya lookin” at me before J D, especially that first day we met...”
The sheriff bit his lip, shocked and ashamed that I found him out. His face went even redder.
“... And I have a feelin ya just loved it when Le’Tel and Latamoore joined up. Is that why ‘Uncle Rufus’s quit when he did because of all your sexual advancements? Or is that why most of the guys in the force aren’t fat and overweight anymore?”
J D kept quiet, his silence acquiescence. I walked closer towards J D and extended a flexed bicep at him.
“You know what hard muscles feels like don’t ya?” I displayed my arm closer to J D’s to face. “Your just dying to touch it ain’t ya. Go ahead it ain’t contagious.”
“I could see J D’s eyes widened. By the look on his face I could almost hear him talking to himself.
I could almost J D’s mind from the expression on his face. Did Max just say what I thought he said? After all these years, I finally had a chance to do what I always wanted to since the day I first met Max.
I watched J D cautiously reached out with a shaky right hand. With a light touch, he put his fingers on my bulging muscle, and a warm feeling of contentment rushed into his body. The look of curiosity changed to one of pleasure.”
“Why are you so afraid to touch another man so openly?” I asked him.
“I slowly slid his palm over the vein-lined muscle and squeezed. With his hand firmly between mine and the bicep, I could feel his pulse skipped a beat over how hard the muscle was. I always thought that if J D wasn’t the overweight slob that he would be a good looking man.”
“Don’t you wish you had an arm like this?” I told J D. He nodded his head in affirmation.
“Max, I want you to remember every detail of J D’s transformation and tell us what you saw.” Brian told the hypnotized policeman. “Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“I could see tiny goose bumps forming on his right arm. The hardly used muscles inside began to use the surrounding fat as fuel to grow. The sleeve started filling out to the point of bursting. I hadn’t been paying attention at first but I started snickering at the Sheriff. He now had one arm that was much bigger than the other. The Sheriff didn’t seem to notice his imbalance. As I straightened up and did a double bicep flex I told him he would look even better with a pair of guns like these.
As big and imposing that I was when J D quickly stood up from behind his desk and grabbed both of my huge arms it startled me for a second. The moment his left hand came into contact with my skin, J D’s entire left arm started to grow until it matched his right arm. The sleeves of his shirt rode high above the biceps.
I shifted poses and went into a most muscular, and J D moved his hands to my solid shoulders, and his own shoulders began to inflate. The collar of his shirt was pushed out by the growing neck muscles causing the garment to have a neck opening larger than normal. His traps rose up higher out of the opening forcing the opening wider.
Taunting J. D. further I did a front lat spread and said, “Just think how it would feel to have a body like this, J D. You could have muscles that would be strong and fit. That flabby chest of yours could be big and powerful. That fat stomach of yours could be flat and hard. Your midsection could have a perfect set of eight-pack abs that any man would want to have. Your clothing would fit tight over bulging muscles, not flab.”
“J D groaned and ran his hands all over my torso. He fondled my pecs before sliding his hands into my armpits trying to reach the back. Failing to reach my back his hands slid down to my abs. If the Sheriff wasn’t so caught up with what he was doing, he probably would’ve felt his uniform stretching tighter over his expanding chest and lats and loosening over his abs and oblique’s. Buttons popped off, and the opening beneath J D’s neck swooped down to the sternum exposing part of his hairless pecs. J D’s pants went slack around the waist as the fat was being eaten up by his growing muscles, ravenous for calories. At this point, everything from the waist up was bodybuilder-sized, and everything else remained the same.
He came around the desk so he could place his hands on my hips. I put out my right leg, flexed my quads and tensed up my calves. J D immediately knelt down and rubbed my thighs, his hands skirting dangerously close to my crotch as he tried his best to not keep looking at it.”
“I’d love to see you build up your legs with striated muscle until each one is as big as your waist. You’d need to work off that ass of yours till it’s hard as your head.” I told J D seductively. “You’ve always been a stubborn ass.”
J D’s legs grew so quickly that he had to shift his feet sideways to make room for both of his growing thighs. Behind him his striated ass grew to monstrous proportions. J D had lost so much fat his entire body was now covered with a road map of veins under tissue paper skin. A soft moan escaped his mouth. He was enjoying so much that he almost came inside his tight pants.
Until today I had been unaware of the changes that were happening right under my nose. To me, J D was always built like a bodybuilder, like Rufus, Tony, and Dick were. The blue uniform clung to the Sheriff’s body like a second skin. Now it was my turn to get the Sheriff’s attention.
“J D, are you listening to me?” I asked.
“Oh, ah, yeah I hear ya.” J D was looking at my crotch again. “I was just thinking of that big bulge ... I mean, the bigger budget...”
Laughing at the Freudian slip, I unbuckled my belt, opened my pants and took out my 13-inch dick that J D unhesitatingly made an attempt to swallowed. Ever since I was a teen, I have had an exhibitionist streak, and nothing got me hotter faster than another man worshipping my perfect body, and the Sheriff had me ready to self-combust even though I had just shared a romp with Enus not an hour ago. Fifteen minutes later we were still on the couch in J D’s office. Our uniforms cluttered the floor.
“J D, you know I like my men big, and you’re big enough for me and your wife. It’s great that she don’t care who you fuck around with, just as long as it ain’t another woman.”
J D grinned. “Man’s got needs, son. Man’s got needs.”
“Is that why you hired your nephew, to take care of your needs?”
“He’s a good boy willin’ to anything I tell him to do. That’s why I want you to take him with ya when you go to the Academy to pick up my … I mean … the new rookies for the department.”
“They ain’t’ due here for another two weeks J D.” I said.
“Don’t you think I know that? The sooner I can get … I mean we can get them the sooner … Oh you know what I mean. I want them trained and in place before the spring break crowd get here. Now go get the passenger van signed out from the motor pool. I’ll let Enus know to meet you tomorrow”
“I know what you mean J D. I wait to get my hands on them as much as you do.”
“Max when I snap my fingers you will forget all the muscle growth that you have just told me about.” Brian told the hypnotized policeman. “But now I want to add to my previous gift. My new gift to you is that you are no longer limited to your fellow police officers. You can change anybody in any way you want just by thinking about it.”
“ … And you can also change their clothing to reflect the changes in their bodies.” Jason interjected.
“ … As I was saying,” Brian said giving his brother a glaring look. “Neither you nor your subject will know that they are being changed. Use your gifts wisely. When you wake up you will not think that anything that has happened the last few days is strange. OH and one more thing. You will not remember meeting me or my friends two days ago. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You will wait here for two minutes after we leave before you move. You will then continue to where you were going at that time. Do you understand?”
“Yes. I will wait two minutes before I move.
“SNAP!”
Max sat there, still as a statue, for two minutes after Brian, David, Jason, and Quinn left. Jason and Quinn went back to the beach blanket and waited for their friends. Brian and David wanted to see what Max was going to do next. They stood just inside the glass door of the refreshment center waiting for Max to move. Two minutes to the second Max started to move again. Brian took his queue and held the door open for Max as the off duty policeman approached the door.
“Thank ya kindly there gents,” Max said.
Brian waited for Max to recognize him as they passed each other. “No problem mister.”
Max showed no sign of knowing the two guys he had just passed. Once inside the refreshment center Max stopped, cocked his head slightly and thought to himself. Why did those two guys look so familiar? It must be my imagination. They are kinda cute with all that muscle their toting. Now what did I come in here for? OH yes! I was thirsty.
David and Brian stepped outside the refreshment center before they started to talk to each other.
“Now isn’t that better than just having twenty minutes of contagious growth?” David asked Brian.
“I hate it when you’re right.” Brian chuckled. “Aren’t you tired of being right all the time?”
“Nope, now let’s get back to our friends.”
Max walked back to the blanket from the refreshment stand drinking his newly acquired beer. He bent over his sleeping friend and gave him open mouth kiss. “So where did you run off to?” Jim asked stirring from his sleep.
Max shrugged his shoulders. “The refreshment center, you were sleeping soundly and I got thirsty.”
“Well, it’s not like you to walk off like that. Anyway, are we still on for tonight?” Jim said as he sat up on the blanket.
“Yeah, we don’t wanna miss the pre-grand opening party at Mike’s new place, the Rock Hard Cafe”. Who’d think that he’d come up with a night club just for us bodybuilders?” Max offered Jim a helping hand up from the blanket and helped him fold up the blanket as he said, “I’ll expect you to be at my place at 9 sharp. If you aint’ there, I’m leavin without ya.” Max laughed.
“See you then,” Jim said as he heading back to the lifeguard station with the blanket.
Max watched as the lifeguard’s swagger caused a rash of boners to appear on the surrounding guys. He was not immune to Jim’s walk. The bulge in his black Speedos grew heavier causing it to hang a bit lower. Max absentmindedly put his hand inside and adjusted his package in full view of everyone else.
At the nearby blanket Max and Jim’s conversation was overheard by four young men.
“Feel like crashing party guys?” Brian asked his friends