Depends on who you ask.

Emerson gasped and groaned, his pre squelching inside the rubber encasing him as he bucked his hips, until, just as suddenly as it had come, the wave of pleasure stopped. Panting, Emerson let his head hang limply, too exhausted to even try and struggle anymore. He resigned himself to waiting for the inevitable, feeling the traitorous excitement for the change that was about to come build.

"Emerson?" Travis voice was hoarse, barely more than a whisper. "Emerson, what's happened?"

"They got us." Not even moving his head, Emerson stared down at the floor, cock twitching and straining. As weak as his body was, as vigorous was his member. "They got us, and now we're fucked. In more ways than one..."

"What do you mean?! The last thing I remember was trying to free... Geary..." It seemed that for Travis, the penny dropped much faster than for Emerson. "Oh fuck."

"Yeah. It's game over for us, man. Game over." And yet, Emerson could feel his heart beat even faster at the thought of becoming like them. Strong. Alluring. Sexual. Maybe it was because of the goop he'd drunk, or maybe there was something in the air, or he was awakening to a secret fetish... But Emerson found that he could barely wait. "Told you we shouldn't have gone alone."

"Fuck off, man! Neither of us had a--aaanh~..."

Throwing a glance towards Travis, Emerson saw the other cop turn beet red after the involuntary moan had left his mouth. But it had obviously started for Travis, this inexorable, exciting rebirth, and soon, Emerson would follow. Already, he felt the almost unbearable arousal mount uncontrollably, his breathing growing ragged.

"No-oooohnn~..." Panting, Travis began to writhe in his rubber prison, making it creak slightly as his back arched. "Fuuuck..."

Throat tight with anticipation, Emerson looked over to Travis once more, and felt his cock lurch as he saw the other cop's budding breasts stretch the rubber over his chest just a little more with the rhythmic arching of Travis' bacl. Knowing how large they would become and that soon, he would be--

"Mnnnaagh~..." All of Emerson's thoughts ceased for a few seconds as pleasure stronger than any he'd ever known began to pulse through him, his own body mirroring Travis' movements, the rubber on his chest seemingly becoming tighter and tighter. "Nhaaooh..."

Travis wasn't important anymore. All that mattered was this insane lust racing through Emerson, burning away the last fears and worries about what was happening, and even when Emerson felt the rubber sheath around his cock apparently become less tight by the second as his member began to shrink, he didn't care. No cum was spewing forth; Emerson wasn't even granted one last load from his cock as the changes raced through him. His body writhed and twitched as much as was possible in the tight rubber enveloping it, a cool sensation spreading from the pit of his stomach that ironically made the fires of Emerson's lust burn even hotter as it slowly crawled over his body.

And all the while, the tightness of the smooth latex around his body began to change. Whereas before, it had felt tight and snug on every part of his body, Emerson soon found it pressing harder not just against his chest, but his butt, hips and thighs as well, crotch and waist becoming comparatively loose. Four points on his back were boring into the rubber there just as a spot between his ass cheeks began to do the same as the spreading coolness crept over his nethers and continued down his legs. Of course, all of this barely registered with Emerson - his breasts were growing more rapidly, rubbery firm now that the coolness had reached them, their stiff nipples digging into the latex covering them harder whenever Emerson arched his back. Oh, how he longed to fondle and squeeze them, heighten his pleasure, but his arms would barely move, fingers twitching inside their prison. Pushing his expanding tits into the tough rubber was the only way to get any stimulation; thankfully, even this felt absolutely exquisite.

His crotch, a gushing slit now where his shaft had juttet out from, was rubbing and pushing against the rubber edges where his male genitals had been housed, serving to drive him higher and higher, legs trembling and twitching wildly as they tried to kick out, held firmly in place by the thick latex - but the further Emerson was transformed, the more he was able to move, the more give the rubber around him seemed to have. But he was not yet strong enough to break free; not that he was even able to waste any thought to that.

"Mh-mh-mhnoooh~..." Emerson's breathless moaning sounded less and less like him, turning smoky, husky and smooth as the cool sensation crept up his neck and throat. "Aahmmn..."

Somewhere along, his heart had stopped hammering. In fact, Emerson didn't seem to have a pulse anymore, his new form having no need for a heart. Even his wanton panting and moaning seemed to be mainly to express his rampant arousal, less to get air into his lungs. Emerson's mouth hung slack as the coolness claimed it, the lips beginning to feel thicker, plumper - and sensitive enough that his aroused breaths flowing over them made the changing cop throw his head back, eyes closing in pure bliss

"Haah... haah... hoooaah..." Pleasure exploded in his mind continuously as Emerson could feel the smooth mask that had appeared on Geary's face during the other man's changes begin to grow on his - but not by covering his features. It was his face itself that was changing, bulging, smoothing out. "Awwghoood~..."

Loud cries of bliss coming from Emerson's right, cutting even through the lust clouding his perception, heralded the end of Travis' rebirth. Emerson himself felt the finish line approach, as well: His tail had cut into the rubber encasing his enormously enlarged butt, as had the pipes on his back, and the huge, firm tits on his chest made the latex covering them creak with every excited breath and arch of his back. But even more than that, his arousal was beginning to short out his mind, making Emerson's breath hitch in his throat.

"Oh--oh--ohgaaawd!" Emerson felt the back of his head grow longer and longer, pushing his head forwards again until his eyes would have been directed down at the floor again - had he still had them. Yet, for some strange reason, Emerson was not blind; in fact, he could see better in the gloom than before. Or maybe his sense of sight had been replaced by something superior. Not that it mattered - not with Emerson finally finishing his rebirth, finally cresting the peak of his arousal. "NhaaahhaaAAAH~!"

Convulsing and twitching madly, Emerson felt pure, perfect pleasure flood his mind with white light, an almost primal scream breaking free from his lips. It seemed to last forever, every muscle in his changed body quivering and quaking. Everything seemed to drop away from Emerson as his climax went on - hopes, dreams, fears, plans, even his name and gender. They weren't gone or forgotten, but so much less important, barely worth consideration anymore.

The newest drone finally finished cumming and collapsed into the rubber restraints around her, exhausted but content. Once she had recovered from her amazingly pleasurable birth, she would leave her cocoon to join her sisters - and her queen.

As she heard the echoes of the birth of her newest children resounding through the air vents, the queen smiled as she crawled. She had felt quite similarly, back when she had become what she was now. Of course, she had then fled as her new instincts screamed at her to hide from the amassed prey in the bull pen. She remembered being Carl Mellows, just as she remembered being the first drone - but after she had caught the first little preyling and made him like her, her new physiology had reacted and made her bigger, stronger, able to lead her children better.

Now the queen was following her firstborn and her younger sister through the vents, although she had considerably more trouble due to her enlarged chest and behind. But all three knew that they had to prepare. More prey was coming - and consequently, more beautiful sisters for the queen's children. If they were ready in time.