They'll learn new things, alright.

"Just drive around the back, we can park in front of the fence around the car park." Lynn was directing Dawn from the small window to the driver's cab - the drive itself had been uneventful, except for a disturbingly exciting wolf-whistle in Dawn's direction. "Then the rest of us go check out the precinct. You, Dawn... keep the motor running."

Dawn simply nodded. This whole thing was somewhere between exciting and terrifying, like one of the pranks she had used to pull as Shawn, only turned up way beyond 11. It left her throat dry and made her yearn for a cock to suck on - that would get the saliva flowing, and end with a hearty helping of cum to moisten her throat.

"Focus, girl! I need you as sharp as you can be!" Dawn jumped and nodded hastily. This was basically enemy territory. "Maybe whatever they're doing in there is ultimately harmless, but I don't really believe that. So keep an eye out, we might have to leave in a hurry."

Lynn then turned away from the window, adressing Natalya and the twin-headed giantess.

"If they turned the entire rest of the nightshift, there is now seven of them. We might be stronger now, and we have the big oaf--sorry, Darcy and Allie, but they have better numbers. So remember, we're not here to fight. We want to know what they're doing - but depending on what they're doing, we might have to. Just not today."

Darcy nodded as Allie smiled at Lynn - Natalya looked understandably nervous. They'd be entering a literal den of monsters unnervingly soon, their only weapons their wits and admittedly rather strong fists.

For a towering, purple giantess with two heads, Darcy and Allie could be surprisingly stealthy. With great strength came great ability to step gently, it seemed.

"Nice going, and that's not sarcasm," Lynn said in a low voice as they neared the backdoor of the precinct that would lead them into the hallway running through the building behind the bullpen. "I was half afraid you girls would stomp around."

"I'm surprised myself," Allie replied, with Darcy adding, "Same here."

"Can we please stop talking? What if they hear us?" Fretting, her ears folded back against her head, Natalya looked at the door nervously.

"Briefing first - they're probably lurking in the vents, or moving through them; I'm counting on you to hear them, Natalya. We can't really do anything about them using the vents, except maybe rip 'em straight out." The pointed look Lynn gave Darcy and Allie spelled out who would do the ripping. "But I'm currently betting on the hope they'll observe first, pounce later. Meaning..."

"Hope?!" Natalya's outburst was a little louder than anticipated, and the latex dog morph clapped her hands over her snout, fearfully looking around if anyone - or anything - had heard them.

"Yes, that has to be enough. But look at it this way: The earlier they pounce, the easier we'll get out." Lynn gave the dog morph's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "But if they pounce, Darcy and Allie are going to be our quarterback and open a path. And if you need to break a few walls, so be it. I just ho... Let's do our best that it doesn't come to that."

The plan hit the first snag as soon as they opened the door.

"What the..."

"... Hell?"

The hallway was in large parts unrecognizable, at least to Lynn, who was the only one to have seen it before. The other two rubber girls, meanwhile, had trouble recognizing it as a hallway. At least a human-made one. There were no sharp angles, no linoleum, not even lights on the ceiling for several feet in both directions from the dark, yawning blackness that used to be the door to the basement. Everything had disappeared under a thick, smooth layer of latex, swirls, knots and bumps blurring the contours.

"Okay, at least it's empty," Darcy finally said in a hushed voice. "And I don't think we'll have to worry about the vents, now..."

"Think again, then." Pointing at a spot on the wall, Lynn began to move inside slowly. "There used to be a vent there. See the hole?"

"Oh damn..." As the purple giantess followed the horse-cocked police officer, Allie scanned the walls of the changed hallway and found a few more holes, all in regular intervals high on the rounded walls. "So they kept the 'move around in secret' stuff, but also redecorated?"

"Can we please stop talking and hurry so we can get out of here?!" Hanging back a little, Natalya hissed at the other two, looking down the hallway with wide eyes. "Or better yet, not go in at all!"

"No can do. They're clearly taking over the precinct, but why were they out in the city?" Lynn's voice was low, calm and collected, even if her stance and her slowly moving head as she scanned the hallway betrayed her own nervousness. "Maybe they were just sightseeing, but... I want to be sure before I do something... drastic, like last time. If they're harmless and we end up making them aggressive..."

Not waiting for an answer, the latex cop began moving into the precinct, leaving the others **** but to follow her or be left out in the open. Natalya still hesitated a few seconds, but ultimately followed behind Darcie and Allie. Only to bump into the giantess' behind when they stopped before the yawning hole that had been the door to the basement.

"Hear anything, Nat?" The dog morph almost nodded, nervous as she was, but caught herself in time and actually listened. There was water churning through pipes, the rumbling of water boilers, the humming of the air con... but no movement of crawling, eyeless monsters. At least as far as she could tell; so she finally shook her head. "Got it. Let's check the basement real quick - Nat, you stay here. Give us a yell if you hear them, or see them trying to block our way back. If this ends up going tits up--"

"We might end up tits up," Darcy chuckled, earning a **** glare from Lynn, Natalya and even Allie. The sight of one head giving the other the stink-eye was interesting, to say the least.

"Stuff like that is why I call you girls 'oaf' so often. C'mon." Lynn began moving down into the basement, using the twisting, knotted, strangely organic-looking latex covering everything as footholds.