The smell of Lisa's ratty juices hit Eric's nostril at the same time as he felt the slimy warm liquid make contact with his skin. It was foul. Lisa just grinned at him, whiskers twitching on her beginnings of a muzzle. This was insane. He had to get out of here.
He looked around and back up at Lisa. She only stood 4 feet tall at the moment, he should be able to overpower her with no problems; and yet.
Straining, his arms refused to move to shove her off him. He gritted his teeth and grimaced letting out a bellow.
Lisa laughed at his efforts, dropping her hand over the leathery skin of her teats and down to her rat pussy. With an "Mmmmm" her long knobbly finger tipped with a short black claw slipped into her sopping folds.
"Oh Eric. You don't seriously think I made sure you can't harm me or my Mate" She gloated.
Eric growled. Of course she would use the Chronivac to protect herself. That infernal program. What madness it had brought. Eric had just thought him and his girlfriend would be able to enjoy a bit of freaky sex. Instead here he was with his girlfriend willing turning into a rat and doing her damnedest to turn him too.
The machine had to go.
He scrambled back, out from under Lisa's legs as she laughed at him again.
"Come on Eric, you can't run forever, I made sure of that. Come here and join us."
He scrambled up and around her diving for his bed.
"Yes, the bed! Even better my little rat!" Lisa jeered. shortened legs slowly padding across the room.
Eric turned with a hand fishing behind the bed. Frantic in his search he almost fumbled his quarry. But after a false gram his hand closed around his trusty baseball bad.
Springing from the bed and seeing the shocked look on Lisa's face he swung the bat.
"DON'T" she pleaded. Genuinely looking shocked.
With a crunch and the fizz of smashing electrics, Eric' computer was blasted from his desk.
"NOOOOOO!!!!" Lisa cried, holding her ratty hands to her face.
Eric stopped, turning, panting to look at his girlfriend. She still looked like a rat mutant. Maybe it would take a moment to reverse.
Lisa stepped back, short claws tapping on the ground. She looked in horror at her hands.
Moments passed. Both panting
Nothing happened.
"Hah!" Lisa left out a bark.
"Lisa!?" Eric started, distraught.
"Hahahaha!" she burst out laughing. "I'm not changing back!" She beamed at him. She genuinely looked ecstatic. Eric's heart sank. She truly wanted this.
"I get to keep being a rat! Get to keep fucking Tom..." Her face fell.
Both parties turned to regard Tomtom, sitting in his cage. The size of a normal rat.
"Nooo!" Lisa moaned, closing the distance, standing on her tippy-toes to reach in to grab him from his cage. Tomtom instantly scurried up his mates arm and nuzzled himself on her shoulder. Lisa turned to glare at Eric.
"That was low Eric. How am I supposed to fuck Tomtom when he's this size!?"
Eric was baffled, why wasn't she changing back, at least mentally, would breaking the Chronivac not reverse all the mental changes?
Lisa answered his unvoiced question. "At least breaking a Chronivac doesn't reverse changes already made. I hope you like living in a house with us and not being able to talk about it to anyone." She growled, taking Tomtom in her hands, and flipping him onto his back. She scratched his belly, watching with a smile as his tiny pecker scooted out from his sheath.
"I'll just have to join you down at that size my love. It might take a while though" She whispered gently to Tomtom as she leaned in and began lapping at his crotch, eagerly trying to coax what little semen from him she could.
Eric fell to his bed, head in hands. This hadn't solved anything. What could he do?