The world has been invaded. Not by bombs, not by troops, not by aliens, but by cute, cuddly catgirls.

This takes place in modern day. They come in early morning on a horizon that's still more dark than light. They move in formation, spaced out with the same distance between one another at every single point. Noone knows who the leader of the formation is, or how they're communicating. <br>They're all wearing long dresses and carrying big sacks. They're all wearing the same hairstyles. <br>They're also all perfectly, flawlessly cute. They're young, probably between the ages of 15 and 25 or something like that. Their faces are rounded and they all have small button noses. Their eyes are large and expressive, and they all have these adorable little ears. <br>They're wearing stockings and their dresses go down to their knees. On their feet are heavy boots. In their hands are packs of stuff with a sleeping bag rolled up at the top. <br>They're all wearing identical grins that seem to be drawn onto their faces, and all of them seem to be in incredibly high spirits. <br>So far, they've made no hostile moves. When cars have gotten in their way, they've moved around them. When they've been approached, they've talked. When they've been offered food, they've politely declined. <br>They're on their way to the major cities, and they're moving at a speed that gets them to the first of them in a day. They've already conquered major population centers, and it's likely they'll conquer more. <br>What are their plans? How will we, as a race, survive this?