Obstinate
For most of my life I’d been that kind of kid who was always found trouble. Rebellious since the age of three. I certainly made my parents earn their grey hairs. Unfortunately for my parents they could never really learn to tame my wild side, so as I grew up my obstinance grew and by the time I was an adult I’d graduated to harder crimes.
I’m minding my own business after stealing a priceless jewel and a young police officer is chasing after me asking me to stop, the nerve of some people. He’s yelling things at me like to stop and or else. Guy must be new to the force; I can easily outrun any of them. As I looked over my shoulder though this officer was sprinting and gaining on me. Wait, could this one actually catch me? Not going to lie it kind of excited me more for the potential to get caught.
“I said stop!” He yelled from behind me. He’d made up that distance quite easily. I checked my pockets to see if the gem was still in them. Not sure why someone wanted this so badly. Oh shit, his hand grabbed the back of my sweater. I was prepared to fight him, but he quickly pulled me from my feet and pushed me down into the ground. “I told you stop,” he said forcefully in my ear. We both hear a clink as the gem in pocket slips out and bounces on the ground.
This cop was good, he had the cuffs around my wrists within seconds. I barely even felt it before the cold steel was locking into place. “I don’t know if it was worth it, but that gem is probably going to send you to jail.” There was second where my stomach went sour as fear swept in to remind me that nothing good can last forever.
It wasn’t my best moment, but I began pleading for him to let me go. Mr. Tough cop though wasn’t about to let that happen and I can’t particularly blame him. Wonder what he’d say if he truly knew all the things I’d done. As he lent down to pick up the gem, a bolt of lightning shot out of it hitting us both in the chest. He fell backwards and I fell on top of him. We were both out for maybe a second before waking back up. “Get off me,” he was struggling underneath, but was able to push me onto my stomach. He had hold of my wrists as he lifted himself and me back up. “Okay, that’s it. Time to go.” He marched us over to his waiting police cruiser and then I heard him cussing.
I didn’t understand what was causing him some trouble, nor did I understand why he wouldn’t let go of my wrist. “Fuck, what’s happening why can’t I let go?”
“What are you saying?” I asked as he was trying to pull away. I didn’t know it at the time, but his hand was firmly locked around mine unable to let go.
“Are you doing this?” He growled in my ear as he shoved me against the cop car. My knees started to shake from the adrenaline.
“No! Just put me in the cop car!” His chest was pressed up against my back, I could feel the outline of his cock through his pants pressed against my jeans. I felt it twitch and I had a moment of disgust before I heard him groaning. There was a distinct clink as the cuffs hit the ground. He was lifting up my wrists forcing my arms back. In the reflection of the car mirror I could see him trying to pull away, my back was firmly pressed chest his torso. He tried to bend himself backwards away from me, but as he arched his back I was forced to follow him. We were attached and he had control as he bent my arms in a strange way. I felt no pain from it, almost like I had no bones, he lifted my arms up and over until I could see his hands were melted into mine.
He was still moaning, trying to pull away but now he was pulling me along with him. I could feel him trying to pull me closer inside. “HELP! SOMEONE HELP! THE OFF,” he was a fast thinker, placing my one hands over my mouth forcing me inside of him. My own cock was twitching trying to get hard as he swallowed me up. He seemed to be enjoying it as I noticed my shirt fall to the ground leaving me bare chested for only a moment until my torso absorbed into his. My legs were gone too and then soon my cock as my pants fell to the ground. All that remained was my head and he was working on it trying to shove it into his shoulder. I could see his muscles getting bigger from our mass together. In desperation I swung my head back and connected the back of my head with his forehead.
At that moment we had access to each other’s thoughts. He thought of this as one of the most pleasurable experiences he had ever had. I was in fight or flight mode. Since I couldn’t flee, I had to fight. I started taking control of our body forcing him back as he lost himself to the pleasure. With me being in control I got to watch as my face started to change his. His dark brown locks lightened, red streaks flowing through them until it resembled the shade of my hair. His eyebrows bushed out and my jawline took over. The officer seemed to vanish for a moment as I took full control. For a moment I thought I’d gotten rid of him before I felt a heft in my balls, the realization that he was now the sperm floating around hit me.
In my old days I would’ve jacked off on the spot just be done with this, but some part of his moral conscious was left. I decided to do the next best thing. Still dressed in his uniform I went to a local sperm bank where I deposited him. I was going to give the officer another chance at life, who knows he might even have a wild streak like I once did. Obviously, I couldn’t return to my old life, the conscious in the back of my head has kind of helped clear up some things for me. I opted to keep his job, it’s a little different now being on the other side of the law. I kind of enjoy it, I try to do what’s right now instead of choosing the easiest lazy option in life. As for the gem that did this, I sadly didn’t think to pick it up. It’s out there somewhere, possibly waiting to do this again.




















