They will be manifold and many.

"Wha--? You don't mean... oh no." O'Malley was somewhere between panic... and lust. There was something in the air, and with the human horse's bare tits hovering over him, her lower pair pressing against his body, O'Malley found himself growing more than a little stiff. "Why?!"

"A few reasons, really." DeVeers began counting on her fingers. "Let's see... racketeering, bribery, general **** of power, appropriating and selling evidence, the odd instance of bullying... Don't look at me like that. You think I didn't know? I'm the newest cop in the precinct, but one of your buddies tried to recruit me on day one."

"Desmond!" O'Malley spat before he could stop himself, having the decency to turn a little red, having been caught with his hand in the corruption cookie jar.

"That's the one! And I couldn't report any of you 'cause the captain and pretty much the whole precinct is--"

"WHAT?!" Carl's shout interrupted them, and DeVeers turned her head towards him, motioning for the purple giantess to shut the Detective up. "What are you--rgh!"

"That's right, Carl, your colleagues are all dirty cops. Why do you think the crime rates are so low? If stuff doesn't get logged 'cause the police are in on it..." DeVeers shrugged. "You do the math. Okay, I think you already did, since you were making a little money on the side all on your own... I've been collecting evidence against you all, but then, well, this happened and gave me a much better option."

Indicating her body and the rest of her shiny, rubbery entourage, DeVeers stood up and began to stroke her massive length.

"And let me tell you, it feels damn good. Everyone we recruited feels way better about them than before, and the best thing? They listen to me. And since they're so single-minded, I don't think they'd turn to crime - which is an approach I plan to bring to bear on any perps we bust from now on." DeVeers' grin was somehow lustful and predatory at the same time. "I'd ask if you're in, but I think your body already made that decision. Aaand I wasn't going to give you an out anyways."

Nate O'Malley was loathe to admit it, but the latex cop was right. The humantaur on top of him had been grinding her tits and her enormous cock against his body, and now Nate was rock-hard and already dripping precum into his pants, their tight confines almost painfully constricting him. He couldn't remember ever feeling so horny...

"Aww, does little man want Olena?" Confused, Nate stared up at the rubber woman looking down on him. Yes, her name sounded vaguely Russian, but her accent... it seemed off. Faked even, like something she thought a Russian accent should sound like. "Want us to make him feel good?"

"Oh damn, she's doing the accent again..." Muttering to herself, DeVeers stood up and left Olena and Nate to their devices, walking back to the other latex folks milling about the precinct.

"Say the word, little man, and Olena make you feel better than you ever feel before." Playing with her impossibly firm tits, Olena thrust her back hips so her thick shaft dragged over Nate's prone body. "Olena let you fuck front pussy, then back pussy, suck little man's cock, and then who knows what'll happen to little man? Maybe we can try out Olena's big... meaty... cock!"

Nate was not gay, and had never considered himself to be bi or even bi-curious. But as his own sizable erection ground into the humantaur's fat horsecock, Nate found his breath hitching in his throat at the mere thought of worshipping this mighty fuckpole.

"Ohoho, little man can't wait, da?" Chuckling, Olena brought one hand to her front crotch, dipping to fingers into her well-lubed snatch, shuddering at the sensations. The squelching sounds send shivers down Nate's spine. "Now, if Olena gets up, is little man going to run... or stay and fuck Olena?"

Nate should have run. He should have struggled and fought. He should have done anything else than what he did: He stayed and fucked Olena.

"Mmh, Olena is so proud of little man..." Nate was standing in front of her, getting rid of his uniform with shaking hands. The humantaur's thighs were positively soaked with her juices as she spread her rubber pussy to lure Nate in. "So glad you'll join us..."

O'Malley didn't care about any of that anymore. He just wanted to stuff his aching, throbbing member into Olena's tight hole, fuck her silly and cum his brains out, consequences be damned. As Nate pulled his pants and boxers down, his 9-incher flopped out, pre-cum dripping to the floor from its swollen tip. It only earned him a lewd, lopsided grin from Olena, though.

"Not bad, little man has a good, big cock." Flexing her horsecock, Olena let it slap against her bent over torso. "Olena's still bigger, of course. But it'll fit perfectly..."

It did. After Nate stepped closer to Olena, feeling himself embraced by her pink rubber arms, he aimed his straining member at her waiting hole and thrust, hilting out in one smooth stroke. Olena's pussy was pleasantly tight, lined by ridges and bumps, slimy lube covering Nate's cock as he began humping away uncontrollably, groaning and grunting, wasting not a single thought about the fact that Carl was likely watching - if he wasn't busy fucking his own rubber slut.

"Nrrfh, you're so tight and slippery..." Groaning, Nate dug his fingers into Olena's flanks, pulling himself into her again and again, fluids squelching loudly and running down his legs. "Feels so damn good!"

"Olena likes that you like." The rubber humantaur planted a series of little kisses along Nate's shoulder, smearing it with her saliva. "Will make what's coming so much easier..."

"What do you--ooofgh!" Olena was getting progressively tighter. Her walls seemed to clamp down on Nate's shaft, undulating waves massaging his member with every thrust just as he felt himself sucked back inside at the end of every backwards stroke. But something was off... "Ghrrn~..."

Growling, Nate kept pumping in and out of Olena, feeling the sensations from his cock warp and change, becoming ever more intense as... his cock warped and changed, he realized with a start as Olena kissed his earlobe, continuing along his jaw. Nate could feel the change, a cool sensation spreading along his length as flesh gave way to rubber - but this only meant that Olena's pussy felt even hotter, and it wasn't the only transformation his member was undergoing. Nate could feel it bulge and strain near the base, two bulbous, connected ovoids stretching out Olena's cunt, a fact that she rewarded with a long, appreceative moan, grinding her front hips against Nate while at the same time, his once-human shaft turning long thrusts into quick jabs.

"The fuck... the fuck... the fuck..." Confused and bewildered, yet absolutely unable to stop humping, Nate cursed every time the increasingly tapered tip hit the deepest parts of Olena's pussy, making her gasp and squeal hotly.

"Little man is turning out niiice~..." The coolness was now spreading on his shoulder, ear, and even jaw, all along the kiss marks Olena had left. "Olena can't wait to see what else will happen. Mmmh..."

Startled, hips pumping on autopilot, Nate felt Olena's mouth on his, the taste of strawberry and rubber spreading over his tongue as the humantaurs tongue plunged into Nate, the dangerously arousing coolness spreading in its wake. He was more than a little worried now, even letting go of Olena's flanks and trying to take a step back away from her, but the pink rubber woman wasn't having it - and he was stuck fast anyways. Arms around Nate's shoulders, Olena lifted her front legs and wrapped them around his waist, using her back legs to push him against the desk at his back.

"Not getting second thoughts, are you, little man?" Olena's smile was somewhere between seductive and predatory - positively succubine. "Is too late anyways. Let it happen. Enjoy it."

"Ah--" Actually, why shouldn't he? It was beginning to feel really nice, with his cock feeling enormous inside of Olena, spurts of fluid spurting into her. Grabbing her thighs again, Nate met her gyrating hips and even dove forwards for another kiss. Half his face felt so pleasantly cool already as their well-lubricated lips mashed against each other.

Olena let her hands run over the police officer's back, making him shiver and moan hotly - in a curiously high pitch. But as Nate was beyond caring about the changes to his cock and face, a different voice barely registered. Even when he moved his head back, out of the kiss with Olena, and a pulling sensation in his jaw and face set in, Nate only kept humping against the humantaur. His cock, distinctly inhuman and distending the rubber woman's pussy, seemed to have completed its transformation, but the strange coolness was still spreading outwards from his shoulder, head and crotch. Soon, with his improved length twitching and trembling inside Olena, Nate could tell what exactly was happening: As the cool sensation reached his elbow, he could see a black material spreading, replacing his skin. It was not unlike DeVeers' body, only matte instead of shiny. Not that Nate spent a lot of time contemplating this; he had more important things to do.

"Nnyess, fuck Olena harder, little man!" Mainly things like that. Nate didn't even waste any thoughts worrying about the waythe lower half of his face became ever more present in his field of vision, the pulling sensation getting stronger and spreading to his teeth. "You're doing great. So great!"

"Grrf!" Getting praised for what he was doing felt weirdly good to Nate, beyond just the sexual pleasure coursing through him. "How you like this, then?!"

Although Nate couldn't lengthen his strokes, speeding them up felt surprisingly easy with the cool, black latex consuming more and more of his flesh. It made him stronger, faster, gave him more stamina... DeVeers had been right, this was absolutely a gift. A wild grin stretched over his growing muzzle as Nate put all his growing strength into fucking Olena, making the humantaur squeal in delight as thick squirts of lube exploded into her with every thrust, Nate's heavy rubber balls swelling and slapping into her legs.

When it reached the changing cop's hands, the latex abruptly lightened from deep black to a rich brown, nails turning black and sturdy as Nate's fingers dug into Olena's hips. Presumably the same thing was happening to his feet, but two other changes kept his attention pretty well - what little he could divert from the sublime sensations shooting through him from where Olena's snatch milked his knotty cock, that is. For one, his hearing became sharper as his ears began to twitch and warp, becoming triangular as they crept up towards the top of his head. And even more interesting and fun for everyone involved in this transformative experience, the cool latex of Nate's chest began to swell and expand, squeaking and creaking as his nipples lengthened and stiffened, making the cop growl in appreciation.

"Ooh, very nice, da?" Bringing her hands between them, Olena began playing with Nate's budding breasts, much to his enjoyment. "Olena hope they get reeaallly big and juicy!"

And, if he was honest, so was Nate. They were already so sensitive, heaving with his helplessly aroused moans, and they were only palm-filling! Oh, how he longed for them to be bigger... maybe as big as Olena's, or even DeVeers'?! Growling and panting as the humantaur rubbed the latex anthro dog's nipples, Nate kept bucking his hips almost frenziedly, tongue hanging from his muzzle and over appropriately sharp teeth. The sexual bliss running through his body felt simply amazing, almost orgasmic as his cock lurched and strained inside Olena, but Nate still couldn't feel himself cresting that lustful peak as his tits kept swelling. Yet.

"Ahahaannh~... Little man is becoming good boy!" A flick on Nate's right, painfully erect nipple, a high-pitched gasp, and Olena giggled. "No, is good girl! We call you Natalya, is good?"

For the newborn rubber bitch, it was just as well - as long as she could keep plunging her knotty cock into tight, wet holes and someone called her a good girl, they could call her Balto for all she cared! As Natalya hammered away at the squealing humantaur, Olena did her best to urge on the growth of the anthro dog's breasts, heightening her pleasure all the more. And the more Natalya's pleasure rose, the larger her tits swelled; maybe, if she prolonged this as much as possible, the rubber dog morph would be able to let them grow even bigger?

"Nhgrrgh... getting really--mmfgh! Really close!" Alas, it would be hard to manage that - as elusive as Natalya's climax had seemed mere minutes ago, as rapidly was it approaching now, and as much as she tried clenching her lower abdomen, the end was inexorably nearing. At least her boobs had become almost as big as Olena's. "You rrrh-ready?"

"Olena was born ready. Now, be good--mmmh~... girl and let's make mess!"

With a low, guttural growl, Natalya felt herself tumble past the point of no return, fat rubber nuts contracting even as her knot expanded, and with a wet splurt, she exploded into Olena, again and again pumping thick semen into her humantaur partner, sticky whiteness soon spattering onto the floor between them. But then, right as the last drops spilled into Olena and the afterglow began to set in, a furious screech cut through the pleasant haze.

"Leave me the fuck alone!"

"Agh! The bitch got my eye. With her fucking tail!"

"Quit whining, she's getting..."

"Grab her!"

A black shape shot through the precinct, jumping over the desks, a long, glossy black tail whipping through the air behind it as several members of the rubber party tried to get their hands on the thing. But it nimbly evaded them all, jumping onto the wall next to an air vent before ripping open the cover as it hissed at everyone staring at her from below. Because the thing seemed to be female - very obviously so, even in the split-second it stood still before disappearing into the vent with a squeak of rubber on metal. Natalya thought she could see enormous, shiny breasts, an elongated, featureless head, an expansive ass and thighs, and then she was gone, the hooked tip of her tail disappearing last.

Mouth agape, spent from the savage fucking she'd just finished with, Natalya could barely process what just happened, and Olena didn't seem to care as she cooed and petted the dog morph's head, playing with her ears. Looking around the precinct, Natalya saw DeVeers staring at the vent with barely suppressed frustration, the purple people eater next to her covering the right eye of her left head with one hand, scowling in the same direction, and the rest of the latex entourage she properly noticed for the first time - a fiery red one with a cock that looked more like a twin dildo, two almost identical, except one was completely white, the other completely black, two that looked almost completely human, safe for the gargantuan cock on the muscular one, and last but not least, one that looked like a human pooltoy of truly ridiculous proportions, complete with valves instead of nipples. All of them looking rather annoyed or sheepish at letting whatever that thing was escape.

The only one Natalya couldn't see was Detective Mellows. Although, looking like she did now...