Why shouldn't he?

Well, there it was. Ned's way to freedom. Something had damaged the lock, or cut the power supply... whatever it was, it gave Ned the opportunity to escape. The thing was - out there, people were firing guns. Presumably at whatever was creeping through the walls. In other words, if Ned went out there, he better keep his head down. Because really, what was his other option? Stay in his cell until those things in the walls decided to finally come collect him? Nnnope. He didn't plan on getting eaten anytime soon.

So Ned scrambled to his feet, staying hunched over and close to the ground as he walked over to the door cautiously, realizing that all the lights seemed to have been shut off outside his cell, leaving him to find his way in the twilight. After the gun shot, there had again been crashing and banging, like heavy objects slamming against hollow metal, but now? Silence. Unnerving silence, save for small sounds at the edge of Ned's hearing, barely audible and entirely unidentifiable. It sounded... wet, organic, almost like... were they fucking eating someone?!

Obviously, Ned turned in the opposite direction of the sounds, hoping to find an exit that was as far away from the proceedings as possible.

But as luck would have it, Ned had no luck with that. To the left of his cell, there were a few others, one of them far larger than the others, intended for the general perp-ulace, then one storage room, right up against the outside wall. Which had windows. Which were all fucking secured with heavy bars. No getting out there - even if Ned had the tools to cut himself free, he'd have taken too long and made too much noise to not get snatched up by whatever freaks were running the precinct now. All the other windows on the ground floor were likely the same, so all that was left was...

"Of fucking course I'll have to take the goddamn front entrance!" Cursing under his breath, Ned turned around, towards the corner that led into the hallway passing the bull pen.

Maybe there was another way to the bull pen? If there was, Ned hadn't seen it during his being processed. The bull pen, as far as he remembered, had three doors: main entrance, the Captain's office, and the one to the hallway running the length of the precinct. So unless Ned wanted to do as the monsters did and crawl through the vents, he had to take his chances with the corridors.

The closer Ned got to the corner, the stronger this weird smell of rubber and licorice got, the louder the rhythmic, wet noises became. Something fucky was going on there, and he wasn't sure he wanted to find out what. Even worse, the psychoactive gas filling the air - because what else could this weird-ass smell be - were doing unnerving things to Ned's body. His dick in particular.

Despite being so nervous he was almost panicking, Ned could feel his cock harden more and more the longer he breathed the air of the precinct. It made walking difficult, his pants feeling too tight for comfort. As he neared the corner, Ned crouched even lower, sliding along the wall and trying to ignore the way his developing boner pressed into his leg. Edging towards the other hallway, the frat member held his breath before chancing a quick glance into the hallway.

"What the--"

At least, that was the plan. But what Ned saw made him freeze, unable to move back behind the corner, eyes wide open and cock surging to full hardness in a second. And the overwhelming scent of licorice and rubber wasn't entirely to blame; in the hallway, right between Ned and the door to the bull pen and barely five meters away, two of the things in the walls were sitting next to a dented filing cabinet, fully visible for the first time, and so very alluring, overtly sexual, superchargedly feminine. And they were watching a third.

To be more precise, they were watching a cop furiously jerk himself off, his uniform in tatters, ripped into shreds by bulging, swelling muscles - and the biggest, roundest pair of tits Ned had ever seen. The fact that the cop's face was being consumed by rubber, his eyes disappearing behind a featureless dome, barely even registered for the frat bro. His eyes flitted between the incredible curves on the two rubber beasts on the left side of the hallway, some slowly fading, green fluorescence casting them into an eerie glow, and the massive tits and muscles developing on the cop, hunched over in the middle of the hallway, black goop squirting from his enormous cock - or was it her by now? Those tits, and her lips, contorted into a grimace of helpless pleasure...

Ned desired these tits. These curves. Those unbelievably wide hips. He wanted to touch that glossy, smooth skin, let his hands run over it, suck on those fat nipples, kiss those pillowy lips as they fondled Ned's firm, latex titties...

"Wha--?" Ned's right hand was rubbing his straining bulge, while his left pawed at his woefully flat chest.

Ned coveted those tits. Those curves. He needed to feel his hips swell so unbelievably wide, touch his glossy, smooth skin, let his hands run over it, suck on his fat nipples with his pillowy lips as he fondled his firm, latex titties...

"N-noo..." This was wrong, perverse even! Even wanting to fuck these things was... so damn hot... "I don't... this... unnh~..."

But Ned couldn't look away, either, not with the larger one of the two off to the side pleasuring herself, her fingers stirring up her rubber snatch. Not with the way the changing cop was tearing apart her uniform, shiny, smooth muscles bulging with every move, ripping the fabric to shreds. Ned's right hand slipped into his pants to rub against his throbbing shaft directly, the veins standing out from the velvety skin. How would it feel, all smooth and rubbery? The frat member's nostrils flared as he took another deep breath of the humid, licorice-scented air.

His left pulled down the neck of his shirt, tearing the fabric, rubbing his hairless pecs, teasing the nipple - but this only heightened the yearning he felt. Ned needed more, needed rubbery orbs overflowing his hand, a thick nipple to pull on and flick... The frat bro jumped as the monstrously huge, alien thing in the hallway shrieked in pleasure, a torrent of black goop exploding from her thick, ribbed shaft and onto the floor. Licking his lips, Ned found himself wondering about the taste; surely, it would be rich and thick, savory and...

"G-gross, dude... That's fucking..." Hot... Pulling his hand out from his pants, Ned opened his zipper and fished his almost painful erection from his pants, lowering one knee to the floor to keep his balance as he began stroking himself slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible. "W-what are they...?"

As Ned stared down the hallway from his hiding spot, the larger one of the two things off to the side, the incredibly voluptuous one, had stood up, her shiny curves shimmering in the low light of the corridor as she walked over to the one that had been a cop a few minutes ago. She got back to her feet shakily, towering over the first latex thing, yet looking much smaller, almost meek with her shoulders hunched over and her face lowered. As if she was feeling embarassed, or ashamed for something.

The smaller being said something, not loud enough that it reached Ned, and the frat bro's attention was somewhere else anyways: the enormous, firm ass and the sinuous, undulating tail swishing through the air this sexualized monster in female form presented towards him. Ned wanted to bury his face between those cheeks, eat the rubber bitch out and make her squeal, feel someone slap his smooth, shiny butt and make it jiggle and bounce as he did it, his tail wra--

"Ungh..." No, these thoughts were wrong... Ned didn't have a tail, or a firm, rubbery ass, and... he needed one, so bad, but... "No, that's not..."

The huge one was now kneeling before the other alien thing, face buried between her legs and being very good at what she was doing, if Ned went by the unabashed moans and gasps from the latex being he now realized had a three-pronged crest at the end of her elongated head, rising proudly into the air as she looked downwards at her lover pleasuring her.

Ned, meanwhile, was stroking himself faster - the new position of the two latex things afforded him a perfect, rather stimulating view of the crested being's spectacular ass and the muscular one's unbelievable tits, bulging as they pressed against the standing alien's legs, the latter's tail milking one of the firm, smooth orbs and flicking the nipple. Ned's own tits... no, his pecs. He didn't even have nipples to speak of, and was too skinny to have much muscles to grope. Still, his chest felt at least a little nice, his cock throbbing and pulsing as Ned's hand pumped up and down his length.

But as pleasant as this felt, it was almost entirely mechanical, with Ned almost entirely focused on what the two strange beings were doing down the hallway. The musclebound one had lifted her lover up, strong fingers digging into firm ass cheeks as the larger alien lowered her partner on the ridged mammoth cock rising from her crotch. In one smooth, confident thrust, the entire length disappeared into the crested thing's greedy snatch. The moan that echoed through the hallway made Ned's own member twitch and lurch, straining against his hand.

The third latex monster, smaller and less exaggeratedly proportioned, was still leaning on the wall, pleasuring herself with both hands as she watched the other two go at it - much like Ned, she could not look away. The rubber bodies slapping against each other rippled so very differently from human flesh, and yet the firm bouncing only stoked the fire of Ned's arousal and need. Pressing one finger against his flat nipple, he wished it would press back, stiff and throbbing... that his fingers would sink into a smooth orb, pussy gushing...

"Ah... I don't have a..." Whimpering to himself, Ned kept staring around the corner, seeing the smooth, heavy balls of the muscular she-alien twitch and bounce as she kept thrusting, the smaller being's head tilted backwards until the crested end rested against her back.

Black goop was dripping to the floor, adding to the puddle from the larger thing's first orgasm. The alien being to the left had begun fucking herself with her tail, her juices gushing out, but Ned barely had time to appreciate this novel sight when a guttural, joy-filled scream heralded the crested thing's climax, soon followed by her lover's own orgasm. As outrageous amounts of the thick, black goo began to splatter to the floor, Ned stared at the convulsing latex beings, their joyful cries driving him closer to the point of no return. As their climaxes wound down and they began kissing passionately, the frat member felt himself tumble over the edge.

He wanted to be over there, with them, one of them, smooth and black and shiny, the big one's massive cock messing up his cunt--

"Urghnnh!" Trying to stifle his moan, Ned began to buck his hips, eyes fluttering as rope after rope of pearly cum exploded from his cock, balls twitching and tightening as they emptied themselves onto the floor.

Panting, Ned collapsed against the wall - only for his stomach to drop. They hadn't heard him, had they?!