“I’m gonna need your license and registration.”
“Uhm, yes sir Officer. Of course.” Jackie said politely before rummaging through her glove compartment for her registration. “Not today why did it have to be today?” She mumbled to herself as she found what he asked for. She handed him her license and registration and smiled politely. “Here you go officer.”
Taking the items from her, Officer Paul looked over them for a moment before giving her a slight smirk. "Not in trouble today, ma'am." He paused as he took another look at her, trying to place where she might have been. Suddenly, it clicked. "You're that dancer from The Tipsy Toad, aren't you?" He grinned wide now.
Jackie breathed a sigh of relief and clutched the necklace that hung between her small breasts when she learned she wasn’t in trouble. She still felt nervous though. She wasn’t supposed to let anyone see her today, not dressed like she was. She was just trying to get more comfortable wearing her new work clothes in public, and now she’s turning red from embarrassment. she is almost certain he’s going to figure out her secret before she hears him ask if she’s a dancer at The Typsy Toad. Maybe her secret was still safe after all. She shakes her head with a blushing smile. “No sir. I’m no dancer. I work in accounting.”
"Ahhh...accountant by day, sexy dancer by night, eh?" Officer Paul chuckled lightly before leaning in closer to her window, his gaze drifting down her body, lingering on the necklace that peeked out from beneath her shirt. "You know you don't have to hide who you really are, sweetheart." He winked at her playfully. "Maybe sometime I'll even come see you dance..."
Without waiting for a response, he straightened up and glanced back at his cruiser before grinning once more. "Have a good one now!" And with that, Officer Paul walked off, leaving Jackie to blush brightly behind the wheel of her car.
Jackie blushed even more and felt her face growing hotter when he called her sexy. No one had ever called her that, or checked out her body like he was now. Of course, no one had ever seen her in public like this before either. Her slender body felt a pulse of heat that no man had ever given her before. She wondered if this is what women felt all the time. “I’m still not a dancer, but maybe I’ll start.” She said with a little laugh and waved goodbye to him. As soon as he was back in his squad car Jackies body finally relaxed again. She started the engine and was about to drive away when smoke began billowing from under the hood. Panicked, she got out of the car and moved away from it, tripping over the heels she wasn’t used to wearing. When she looked back at her car she couldn’t believe the fire was even bigger now. “No no no!”
Officer Paul was still in his cruiser when he noticed Jackie's car smoke billowing out. He didn't hesitate to pull up beside her and quickly jump out of the vehicle. "Miss! You need to get back!" He shouted, running over to her car while reaching for his fire extinguisher holstered on his belt. "Stay here!"
If not for her car bursting into flames, she’d be happy he called her Miss, something no one else had ever called her before. It was quickly becoming apparent that her car couldn’t be saved as the flames continued to burn higher and higher. She cursed at her flaming vehicle before sitting down on the hood of Officer Paul’s car.
"Shit," Paul muttered as he set the fire extinguisher down and knelt beside her on his cruiser's hood. "Do you have insurance?" His voice was loud enough to be heard over the crackling of flames, but it still carried a sense of calm reassurance.
"Are you okay? Did anyone see you pull over here?" He glanced around, looking for any witnesses or nearby houses. "Listen, maybe we should call someone..." His radio squawked to life with static, signaling an emergency elsewhere in the city.
“Yes, I have insurance. and I’m fine.” She said with an exasperated sigh. She ran a hand through her shoulder length brown hair and thought about how everything was going wrong today. But she suddenly tensed when he mentioned calling someone. As terribly as the day was going she couldn’t let anyone else see her. It could ruin her life if anyone she knew recognized her. She shook her head dejectedly. “No, there’s no one to call. Maybe I’ll just walk home… it’s only a few miles…”
"You know what? No fucking way." Officer Paul practically growled, rising to his feet and towering over her as he spoke. "I'm not letting you walk home in these shoes, wearing that outfit...it's not safe. I’m taking you home. Get in the car.”
“Okay. That would be nice. Thank you.” Jackie felt dwarfed by his massive size and nodded reluctantly before getting into his cruiser. She tried to get comfortable as he started driving but in her new dress it was a little tough. She wasn’t used to wearing dresses and once she got her small breasts and her new bra sorted out she pulling down on her skirt as it occasionally crept up her legs and exposed more of her slender thighs than she was used to.
He glanced at her briefly as he drove, noticing her adjusting herself in his passenger seat. "Don't worry about that," he said with a nod towards her dress. "This is my car." He paused for a moment before looking back over at her again. "I can take you wherever you need to go once we get where you live."
Officer Paul made small talk as he drove, trying to keep the mood light. After all, it wasn't often that someone so attractive found herself in such a predicament, and it made his day just a bit more interesting. The conversation was mostly one sided, with him telling her stories about his time in the Marines and his experiences on the police force. He couldn’t entirely keep his eyes off of her slender body though.
Jackie remained somewhat quiet on the way to her apartment. She enjoyed his company and was thankful that he wasn’t a jerk, but at the same time she just wanted to get home, get undressed, and be done for the day. She could feel his eyes checking out her body though and it distracted her enough that she stopped trying to fix her dress. It made her wonder again if this is what real women felt when men checked them out as she felt a surge of heat deep inside of her. At only 19 years old, she was still figuring out who she was, and until now she had always been attracted to women, but now, with this hulking alpha male driving her home, she wasn’t so sure. It didn’t help that she couldn’t stop herself from squirming in her seat as a tingling pleasure radiated from between her legs.
As he pulled up to Jackie's small apartment complex, Officer Paul couldn't help but let out a low whistle. "This is some neighborhood you live in." He glanced over at her as he parked his cruiser, feeling a sudden desire to protect this woman from whatever could potentially be lurking around the corner. Maybe it was just because of how sexy she looked sitting there in that dress...or maybe there was something more.
He reached over and turned off the engine before turning back towards her again. "So, Jackie, I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess you don't have any family around?" He let his eyes trail down her body slowly, imagining what it would be like to touch every inch of her skin.
Jackie shook her head. “No, no family around here. Or anywhere, really. They uh…” She trailed off in thought to figure out what to say next before continuing. “Well, they don’t really approve of my lifestyle choices…” Jackie could feel his eyes all over her body. She had never felt anything like what was happening to her now. Did this mean she really was as attractive as a real woman? Was it normal to get this aroused when a guy would check you out? She had no clue about any of it except that, despite everything else happening today, she liked how she felt. She felt her face warm as a deep blush washed over her and she smiled before looking back at her dilapidated and aging apartment building, taking note of which staircase wasn’t being used by dealers or prostitutes tonight. “Well, I guess I should go inside… thanks for everything.”
"I don't think so." Officer Paul leaned in closer to her, his voice dropping into a deep, raspy growl as he spoke. "You are not going anywhere alone tonight. Not with this outfit on and looking like that." His gaze traveled down the length of her body once more before meeting hers again. There was no mistaking the hunger in his eyes now.
"I could...help you make it home safe," he purred suggestively, reaching over to stroke a finger down her cheek. "Maybe we could work something out..."
She felt like putty in his hands. Her arousal grew at his authoritative tone and the way he touched her cheek. It was enough to make her believe that she was a real woman and always had been. She nodded slowly. “Okay. Thank you…” Wrapping her arm around his, she felt so small compared to him. As she lead him through the dimly lit hallways and stairwells of her dilapidated apartment building she ignored the comments from the dealers and hoped they wouldn’t reveal her secret. Although he would soon discover it anyway, she wanted to feel this way a bit longer. The inside of her apartment didn’t match the dilapidated look of the building it was in. It wasn’t fancy or anything but it was comfortable. “Thank you for everything.”
With a nod, Officer Paul stepped past her and into the room, taking in her cozy surroundings with interest. He glanced back at her, his eyes drifting down to the necklace she wore before slowly moving up to meet hers again. "So," he started, casually leaning against the doorframe, "You're not gonna offer me a drink or something?" His voice was laced with suggestive amusement.
"Or maybe...I could help you take that sexy dress off..." He trailed off, his gaze fixed on her lips as he waited for her response.
Jackie knew what she wanted and wasn’t going to wait for something to ruin this brief moment she had to feel like a woman a little bit longer. As she walked over to him she slipped her dress off her shoulders, letting it get stuck on her hips so she wasn’t completely naked, but it did expose her small supple naked breasts to him, her freckled skin buzzing with lust. She made herself as tall as she could and pulled him down the rest of the way into a hungry kiss.
Surrendering to her advance with ease, Officer Paul closed his hands around her hips and deepened the kiss, pushing her body against his as he growled into her mouth. His tongue danced with hers, teasing and taunting before plunging deep, searching for every hidden inch of her mouth to claim as his own. One of his large hands slid up her back, grazing over the soft skin there until it found the silky fabric of her bra strap and delicately tugged at it.
Her small breasts spilled free from the confines of her lacy bra, perky and soft in his palm. His thumbs circled her nipples, teasing them into hard peaks as he continued to devour her mouth with equal measures of hunger and desire. A moan escaped his throat as she arched her back against him, needing more contact between their bodies.
The sound seemed to fuel the fire burning inside both of them, and without breaking the kiss, Paul scooped Jackie up into his arms like a bride being carried across the threshold. He kicked the door shut with his foot before carrying her toward her bedroom, his intentions clear as he growled against her neck: "I'm going to take you here, and I'm going to make you feel so good."
Yes yes yes.” She moaned lustfully against him as she let him move her however he wanted to. She felt him throw her down to bed where she landed on her back. It was now or never for her. Now she had no choice but to reveal her secret to him. She was too horny to be nervous about his reaction. So she wiggled out of her dress and underwear, laying naked before him and exposing her tiny hard little cock to him. This was her secret, that she was a trans woman, transitioning from male to female. Before he could say anything she spoke carefully, but unable to hold back the feeling of lust in her voice. “I can understand if you’re angry at me for hiding this from you, that I used to be a man” she said as she stroked her tiny lady cock a little bit before teasing her little ass hole with her finger. “But you can do whatever you want to me. I don’t care what it is, my entire body is yours, if you want it.” She bit her lip and waited nervously for his response, knowing he could either leave or stay. She hoped he would stay, even if he was angry and turned used that anger to fuck her senseless. Whatever he did and however he did it, she didn’t care. She just wanted someone to treat her like a real woman.
Paul's eyes widened in surprise as she revealed her secret, but the lust that had been burning through him didn't waver. In fact, if anything it intensified as he took in the sight of her small, hard cock lying on her flat stomach. He growled low in his throat and quickly climbed onto the bed, straddling her hips. "You are still hiding something from me," he rasped roughly, reaching down to grasp her cock firmly in his hand. "But if that's what you want..." With that, he guided it toward her entrance, positioning himself at her entrance and giving a slow, deep thrust.
She was tighter than anything he had ever imagined, and the sensation of being inside her felt unlike anything else. "Fuck!" He shouted out loud, his hips snapping forward as he roughly fucked her tiny body, claiming her as his own. His free hand gripped her breast roughly, squeezing and pinching the sensitive nipple as she moaned beneath him.