Eric's penis stopped shrinking at about 4 inches flaccid, and he breathed a sigh of relief. She'd returned him to normal, for whatever that was worth.
"You really had me going there for a while," Lisa said with a grin, still idly rubbing her pleasure button. Her twitching tail showed that she meant it.
Eric did his best to sound mildly offended. "No no, I'm into this, really! I'm into you, and us. I think..." He gulped, struggling to say it. "...I think it'll be fun to try. That thing you said."
"Good." She ogled him lustfully, clearly pleased with their little session. "I can hardly wait. If you think it sounds hot now, wait until he's balls deep inside you." She cocked her head toward the bed.
Eric blinked in surprise. Lisa had made some other quick changes on the Chronivac, and he couldn't believe he hadn't noticed. Tomtom was enormous, almost the size of a bear! He sat upright, the bed sagging slightly in the middle from his weight, and his pendulous balls hung off the edge. The rat's beady eyes met his own, and he raised a paw in a little wave. Eric waved back.
"Do you want to go first, or should I?" Lisa asked, without taking her eyes off Tomtom. She bit her lip with her buck teeth. "God, he's such a fucking stud. Ughhh, I need him to breed me. No offense."
"None taken," Eric mused absentmindedly. "He is a fucking stud." And for the first time...he wasn't sure if he was simply placating her, or if he meant it. The thought terrified him.
But he realized he had yet one more chance to delay Lisa's plan. She was practically drooling over Tomtom, and if he could convince her to mate with him now...yes, that'd advance her transformation further, but it might leave the Chronivac unguarded long enough for him to make some changes or escape. But he'd have to choose his words carefully.