"...You're going to become Tomtom's cock."
"What?!" Eric cried. He jerked out of Lisa's grip and took a few unsteady steps backward.
She clasped her hands together in satisfaction. "Just imagine it. It's perfect! I'll still get to mate with the only creature I want to spend the rest of my life with, but you'll be there too, fucking my brains out and depositing his load inside me. Sometimes in my mouth, sometimes in my cunt...sometimes I'll probably just play with you. We'll be together forever."
His ratlike girlfriend advanced toward him slowly, a slightly crazed look in her dark eyes. Eric recoiled from her further, but stumbled over a pile of clothes on his floor and landed backwards, hard, on his bed. The impact sent a burst of shedded rat fur floating through the air, remnants of his girlfriend's earlier love-making. His hand landed in something sticky.
Lisa leaned above him, resting her hands on either side of his stomach. "I've got the Chronivac program all ready to go. All it takes is an act as the catalyst...we get Tomtom to fuck you in the ass and you'll have your one-way ticket to cockhood."
She ran one hand up his chest. "This will be the shaft..."
Her fingers ran along his neck and chin. "This will be the frenulum..."
With her other hand, she reached underneath and dipped two fingers into her sex. "And this hole up here..." Before Eric could protest, she jammed her lubricated fingers inside his mouth. "...this will be your urethra!"
Eric sputtered and spat out her fingers. He felt violated and utterly disturbed, but...now something in the air was affecting him. Rat dander from his bed? The taste of Lisa's juices on his tongue? He shook his head. "Lisa, I don't want this. I won't let you do this." His eyes darted to the Chronivac.
"Oh, you're completely transparent." she smirked. "You'll want this. Very soon, if not already. I started some of the alterations the moment you pulled into the driveway. But it's going to be a nice slow burn, so we'll be able to enjoy it."
She got off him and moved to the rat cage, and plucked Tomtom out of it. Eric heard his mother-turned-rat shriek. Lisa held Tomtom up toward him and shook the rat slightly, suggestively. Dribbles of his rat batter landed on the carpet below. Eric saw Lisa's miniature tail writhing behind her with anticipation.
"So...shall we get started?"