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His uniform clings lovingly to him, a gray shirt and the dark blue pants that reverberate with authority. The gold badge pinned on his chest shines, reflecting the dim light from the ceiling.

Using my spectral presence, I slowly infiltrate his body. There's a moment of resistance as he senses my approach - a shudder runs through him, his right hand instinctively reaching for his service pistol. His eyes dart around the empty office, searching for the source of his discomfort. He stops in his tracks, his corpulent body trembling slightly. But his struggle is futile and soon, his body yields to my control.

As I slip into him, taking possession, his eyes shut close, all his weight is put against the back of the chair, and a low groan escapes his thick lips. His body shivers uncontrollably for a moment before falling eerily still. Following a few more seconds of struggle, his mind is finally quiet, pushed into a deep sleep, leaving me in total control.

"Wow, I am a cop now!"

I take a moment to admire my new physique. He is a hulking mass, a heady mix of muscles and fat. I relish the weight of his belly against the sturdy belt, the texture of his thick skin under the shirt. His arms, thick and powerful, feel tantalizingly firm.

Flexing my stubby fingers, I marvel at the strength coursing through them. A quick pat down of my new body reveals not just the ample belly, but also the rounded pecs and the strong, thick thighs.

Peeking into his pocket, I find his badge and ID, the lamination worn out from use. "Officer David Banner," it states. I chuckle as I read the name, a fitting title for a man of his size and stature.

Taking my first steps as Officer Dave, I feel the firmness of the ground beneath his heavy boots. There's a certain rhythm to the clunking sound they make, filling the otherwise silent street with a commanding presence. I walk with an air of authority, the wide girth of his body swaying slightly with each step.

Description
His uniform clings lovingly to him, a gray shirt and the dark blue pants that reverberate with authority. The gold badge pinned on his chest shines, reflecting the dim light from the ceiling.

Using my spectral presence, I slowly infiltrate his body. There's a moment of resistance as he senses my approach - a shudder runs through him, his right hand instinctively reaching for his service pistol. His eyes dart around the empty office, searching for the source of his discomfort. He stops in his tracks, his corpulent body trembling slightly. But his struggle is futile and soon, his body yields to my control.

As I slip into him, taking possession, his eyes shut close, all his weight is put against the back of the chair, and a low groan escapes his thick lips. His body shivers uncontrollably for a moment before falling eerily still. Following a few more seconds of struggle, his mind is finally quiet, pushed into a deep sleep, leaving me in total control.

"Wow, I am a cop now!"

I take a moment to admire my new physique. He is a hulking mass, a heady mix of muscles and fat. I relish the weight of his belly against the sturdy belt, the texture of his thick skin under the shirt. His arms, thick and powerful, feel tantalizingly firm.

Flexing my stubby fingers, I marvel at the strength coursing through them. A quick pat down of my new body reveals not just the ample belly, but also the rounded pecs and the strong, thick thighs.

Peeking into his pocket, I find his badge and ID, the lamination worn out from use. "Officer David Banner," it states. I chuckle as I read the name, a fitting title for a man of his size and stature.

Taking my first steps as Officer Dave, I feel the firmness of the ground beneath his heavy boots. There's a certain rhythm to the clunking sound they make, filling the otherwise silent street with a commanding presence. I walk with an air of authority, the wide girth of his body swaying slightly with each step.