You've seen things, horrible things, from the deep dark recesses of this supposedly friendly and open resort town. That is just the ruse to sell to the tourists, to let them know that they are "safe". You know better, with your years on the police force being a regular jackoff career man doing his best to earn his paycheck and not get stabbed by the lowlife scum that fester the streets and alleyways. Until that fateful day, when your partner didn't make it back after a gang raid on a small warehouse. Those bastards took your best friend from you, and that was the last straw. Time for a change, to get down with the criminals themselves, at their level, and beat them with experience. Thankfully, you know someone that can help with that, a certain crazy catgirl sorceress that owes you a favor.<br/><br/>Thus, after plenty of evil laughing and purring and more laughter does she agree to help you along with fighting crime the "proper" way. Using various dark arcane arts and summoning circles and catnip and gibberish does she land the magicks that you so seek to help punish and interrogate suspects and bring order to this town, no matter the cost. Finding yourself to have had risen in the arcane arts to a high degree, along with a certain special gift inherent in your puppy seed. Thanking the crazy catgirl sorceress with a dagger to the throat, heading on your way back to the precinct to give the captain the good news. That you are retiring and applying your new and old skills in a more appropriate manner, as a private eye. Something that she does not take well, but after some mild persuasion and humping and doubling her chest size, does she agree to help you out on this.<br/><br/>Letting you 'borrow' a empty office that your former precinct liberated from a foxboy accountant that was laundering money. Complete with the wood and frost glass stained door, 4 walls, and a modest desk and back window that is overlooking Bunny Hop Street, a notorious locale for low life scum and the perfect place to set up shop. The office also has a threadbare sex dungeon in the corner, complete with a single small cage, wooden stocks, and cuffs and chains to keep one pet/suspect occupied inside. The office is inside of a office building proper, five stories, as you are situated on the third. With the rest of the tenets, as far as you can tell, running various tax dodging services, drug runners, escort services, and the worst... defense lawyers.<br/><br/>Having settled in for a week already and showing off your new job by obtaining no new clients yet that seek your services. Which is a shame and is incredibly boring, besides the times when the chief comes over with a fresh puppygirl recruit from the academy. Helping out the chief by helping out these girls with your special new powers, not letting her know, quite yet, as to how much those powers and how much control you have. All of which is a favor from her, but since she set you up here, it is the least you can do to help out her new officers.<br/><br/>Finishing off one boring day with this situation unfolding, just finished transforming Officer Flops and adjusting  your pants. Leaving the panting and stunned puppy on the ground, cum oozing out of her pussy, as she tries to cope with what you did to her. All the while the chief is busy smoking a fat tony and doing her best to push out her already voluminous boobies at you on her skimpy officers uniform.<strong>"Excellent work as always, Dick. Having any luck with clients yet, or do you need another loan?"</strong>