Partners

                                
                              "Why, hello there Officer!" Said the big breasted jogger.
                                                                         

Young Detective Holden was dumbfounded by the friendly woman's bouncing, swaying chest and her flirtatious smile. He had nearly forgotten that the well endowed, air-headed jogger had once been the father of a young boy that had gone missing a month earlier. The father had unwisely barged into the drug den of the illegal magic peddling gang that had kidnapped his son on his own, only to become their next victim. A week later, the Magical Crimes Unit of the police force was ready to strike, having gathered at a safe distance away from the gang's hideout. As the large breasted former father jogged passed the object of her affection, she blew him a kiss. She knew that if she tried to stay, the other officers would just shoo her away, and the officers knew that it was pointless to expect any further interest from her when it came to the rescue of her son. Her mind had been just as permanently effected by the gang's strong magical drugs as her body had been. Holden hated himself for it, but he was actually considering sleeping with the loving parent turned busty bimbo.
                                
                                                "You wanna go, or should I?"
Holden refocused on the real bust as his partner, Detective Harper, began going over the game plan.
"I assumed I'd go in first with the extraction team, then you'd swoop in with the reinforcements." The gruff hero cop proposed.
"Yeah, yeah. You go in first, do your thing, and it'll all be handled before me and the cavalry even get in the door." Holden listlessly replied.
"Yeah, you're right... I'll go in. But hey, remember, when I kick some ass we both look good, right?" Harper replied, chuckling as he tapped his young partner's shoulder. He took off with his team and infiltrated the gang's hideout in a secluded forest area right near the suburban neighborhood where Holden and the rest of the team would be waiting.

                                                        
After the intoxicated Asian bimbo that used to be the Caucasian missing boy came running out alone, Holden knew that something had to have gone wrong and mobilized his team.

When Holden and the team burst into the hideout they saw chaos. There were dead criminals and incapacitated officers all over the place. There had clearly been a more serious struggle than had been anticipated. The gang's ringleader, the notorious criminal known as "Dougie Domino", was being violently apprehended by a very angry officer that no one could recognize.

                                                             3 Weeks Later...

"Harper! What's this about a new badge? You need another damn one?!" The hotheaded police chief asked.                                    
                                
"Well... yes, chief." Detective Harper replied. "You see the new picture and the name change are fine, but... well... it's my measurements, sir... and my... my weight." The reluctantly feminine detective explained, trying not to blush. "They aren't exactly accurate anymore. My... my breasts won't stop growing, sir." She concluded, mortified. The stuffy old police chief looked almost as flustered and uncomfortable as Harper felt. His former best detective had been reduced to a walking pair of giant breasts as far as he was concerned. She had become nothing but a distraction around the precinct ever since the incident, but unfortunately, the Chief could not fire someone for becoming an embarrassment to the Badge. Hoping to avoid any kind of female discrimination lawsuit, the Chief could only hope that his "Breast Detective" would eventually start sleeping with her horn-dog of a partner. That way he would have a justified cause for termination.

However, little did he know, Holden had begun to notice that he was slowly going through some changes as well. He was beginning to feel a little more feminine every day. His hair began growing faster than normal, his nipples became puffy and sensitive, and he began to have frequent, intimate dreams about his partner... when she was a man. He wondered if the effects of the potent magical drugs that his partner had been bombarded with were contagious. He began to think about requesting a new partner. 

                                           1 Week Later...
             

Turns out it was already too late. Holden was seriously regretting sleeping with his... her partner.