<div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6a/49/da/6a49da06171cb4d39dd16941f81d95cf.jpg)</div><br/>Seattle had always had a seedy underbelly. From its very dawn, the darker side of metahumanity had been there. Famously, the many ladies of the night had been registered in the census as "Seamstresses", marking Seattle as a place where everything was permitted from the very start. But some were interested in more honest pursuits, and bringing that darker side to light. Some like Elizabeth, a mysterious woman who seemed to be entered in no databases, who barely existed until she formed the Latex, Leather, and Neon Detective Agency. An Agency that required its members to be futanari, with a boss that was quite adapt in carnal pleasures...even the lightbringers had their darkness.<br/><br/>Today's case, however, was more cut and dry. After several low paying jobs barely keeping them all afloat, they had scored something a bit more impressive...and lucrative. Elizabeth smiled as she opened up a virtual, video chatroom, streaming out her lovely face in her office to everyone. They had the option of being their physically or virtually, a VR node had been set up, so it was up to them, as long as they were there at 10 AM sharp. "Wonderful to see all my lovely ladies." She said. "We have a real case this time. Something that could result in a great boost to our reputation if successful."<br/><br/>She waited for the group to confirm their presence before continuing. She was nervous. Anyone could tell, she was very excited. Once they were in, she planned on giving them the briefing...