Not entirely. As fast and nimble as the Queen's daughters are, there are simply too many eyes in a city as big as Bay Cove.

Lori Hope wasn't an insomniac. She was simply nocturnal. Her habit of gaming until the early hours of the morning - and it wasn't an addiction, thank you very much! - also didn't mash all that much with her work as a freelance writer, so her being up at two in the morning wasn't that unusual. What was unusal was what she had seen from her kitchen window when she had gone to get something to drink, the carton of juice now dropped to the ground, forgotten and spilling all over the tiles. Lori herself was still frozen, staring out of the window with her jaw hanging slack and her eyes wide and round as saucers.

What the hell what the hell what the hell what the hell!

Maybe Lori wasn't getting enough sleep, and now she was hallucinating. How else could she explain the smooth, shiny, definitely inhuman shape that had dashed across the roofs across the street from her apartment, crawling faster than a human could sprint? It had been too fast to make out much detail, but Lori thought she remembered curves, a long tail whipping behind the thing, and a definitely alien, elongated head.

Finally waking from her stupor, Lori dashed to the window, ripping it open to lean out of it and stare into the direction the thing had disappeared in. Of course, she couldn't see anything... But she could hear a low, threatening hiss from behind her.

"Sssstupid little preyling..." Turning around slowly, Lori found herself staring into a face that was half voluptuous, sensual femininity, half featureless, blank dome, all smooth, shiny rubber - and baring metallic, glinting fangs in a feral snarl. A distant, detached part of Lori's mind wondered how the thing was holding on to the wall, humonguous rubber tits hanging sideways, the only part of the alien's physique that succumbed to gravity. The rest of Lori's mind was simply blank, unable to wrap her head around the situation. "Saw my sister... and you just had to give yourself away. Welcome to the hive, preyling."

Lori's scream was stuck in her throat as the latex being lunged for her and into the kitchen, and when it had pinned Lori to the floor and those impossibly full, impossibly smooth lips pressed against Lori's, an intoxicating, heady goop began to fill her mouth. She didn't feel like screaming anymore.

"I'm telling you, man! Some kind of fetish bitch, all latex and stuff!" Vincent's rambling excourses about what he'd seen on his way back from his weed dealer were accompanied by wild gesticulating. "She was on the roof, super fast and she had the biggest tits I've ever fucking seen, dude!"

"Rrright. Did Ned sell you anything else, this time? Something, uh, stronger?" Roland obviously didn't believe a word Vincent was saying. Then again, what he'd seen was pretty crazy... But it had been real! He didn't even smell the weed he'd bought yet! But when he told Roland as much, he only earned a raised eyebrow. "So you're either pulling my leg or you should get your head checked. Either way, not really my problem. Just promise me you'll get an appointment with a doctor and let's smoke a blunt."

"Alriiiight..." Of course Roland didn't believe him. Vincent probably wouldn't believe himself if he hadn't seen what he had seen. But he'd show him. He'd find that latex thing again. And take photos. Right after taking a hit from this blunt.

Natalya was pouting. The latex dog morph had been assigned to guard duty, well-hidden from sight in the branches of a tree in front of the frat house - while the rest of the latex frat dolls had fun inside. The twins were probably sucking each other off again, Darcy would be jerking off her massive member while her two heads made out, and the others... even just imagining the orgy had Natalya's knotted dick rock-hard and throbbing. Her smooth fingers teased and stroked it absentmindedly as she looked up and down the street, ears swivelling to pick up any sound she could.

Of course there was nothing beyond what was to be expected of a city at night. Why was she even guarding the house? Natalya was beginning to suspect she'd been subject to a prank, growling unhappily - just because she looked part dog they didn't have to treat her like one! She wanted to go inside and join in on the fun! It wasn't like there was anything happening out he--

Except there was. Natalya's head whipped up, her hand frozen at the tip of her tapered rubber cock. Her sharp ears had picked up something, a nearly silent squeak... There! There it was again! Coming from a roof across the street, and it was definitely moving. Natalya climbed higher, shaft bobbing with her movements, and bent a branch out of the way to get a better look. Her eyes widened at the shape darting over the buildings opposite the frat house.

"Wait, she's on the move? But where..." Whispering under her breath, Natalya followed the path of the alien thing that had been Detective Mellows. She hadn't expected the strange being to become active so soon. Or at all, really. Lynn did most of the thinking nowadays. "... is she--woof?!"

There was another one, following close to the first rubber thing racing across the roofs. Natalya couldn't keep from barking in surprise - which was embarassing, yes, but more importantly dangerous. Both latex aliens stopped in their tracks, tails whipping through the air as the featureless domes of their heads turned left and right, trying to find the source of the sound. Natalya was leaning against the trunk of the tree, holding her muzzle closed - had she still had a heart, it would have been pounding so loud she'd have feared to be discovered.

But as it was, her new physique allowed her to remain perfectly still and perfectly silent. Only it didn't seem to be enough; the twin shapes across the street were crawling closer to the edge of the roof, seemingly in a beeline for Natalya...

"Natalyaaa~?" Toni's playful voice cut through the night air, and the black shapes across the street shrank away from the light spilling from the open door of the frat house, soon disappearing out of sight. Out of habit, Natalya took a deep breath in relief before practically jumping from the tree. "My turn to... guard the...?"

Even though Natalya's dog-like face was a little hard to read, the fright in her features was obvious.

"What... is everything okay?"

"W-w-woof-we have a problem!"