Dell was wondering somewhere he didn't know. Things felt odd and he didn't know where he was.
Suddenly he saw the kid he stopped shoplifting a few days ago and rushed towards him.
"Hello officer," came the kid's soft almost flirty voice.
Dell placed his hands on the kid's shoulder and caught his breath. The kid looked at Dell's hands and placed his own small hands on Dell's, he leaned his head over and kissed Dell's right hand.
Then things started to get a little weird. Dell couldn't tell if the kid was shrinking or he was growing because the kid seemed to get smaller. A strange power pulsed through his body and Dell saw his hands grow bigger and bigger. Soon his hand was as large as the kid's upper arm. Dell then saw some hair sprouting on his larger hands and his arms growing hairier.
"Oh officer," smiled the kid with a knowing smile.
Dell suddenly woke up. He quickly sat up and checked his hands. They were still their usual size. Dell also noticed he had a raging hard on from the dream. He leaned back down and grabbed his dick and started stroking himself thinking how big and hairy he was growing and just how small that kid was becoming next to him. Dell imagined growing into a bigger hairier man. Sprouting chest hair like Superman in his favorite comic books, growing thick shoulder hair like a gorilla and a thick beard that any lumberjack would envy.
Dell shot his load all over his belly and smiled to himself. He grabbed a tissue and cleaned up and went back to bed.
Dell arrived at the precinct and headed to his desk to do some paper work when he found that he had recieved a letter, which is quite odd.
Dell sat down in his chair and heard it groan quietly under his weight and opened the letter. It read:
Dear Officer Hammond
I figured out where I remember you from. You have been in my dreams for years. I look forward to our next encounter.
Dell pulled out his notepad and brought up that kid he stopped from shoplifting a few days ago and saw the kid's name was Jason Usher. Dell checked the name in the system to see a few minor incidents. A few shoplifting offenses, defacing public property (spray painting) and riding a bicycle without a helmet.
"What is it about you..?" Dell asked looking at Jason's driver's license picture attached to the file.
Dell didn't know what it was but he felt drawn to the kid.
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