The need to mate and nest like a real mouse has become too overwhelming to ignore submitting in this moment, plunging your idle fingers deep inside your sweltering wet temple and pushing forward with your desire to climax. Pairing your sexual needs with your acceptance of being a simple animal causes your body to contort and tremble nearly causing you to sink into the makeshift pool. Finding it difficult to keep yourself afloat you hastily climb out of the sink crawling away, matted fur dripping water around you into a small puddle.
You lie there until you feel a need to stand rising on all fours as your limbs start to swell and reshape into proper feral features, your torso and and lower half losing what human figure remained, including your small feminine bosoms, until you appear as nothing more than a common mouse. Your changes end at the same time you no longer can contain the burst of rapture flooding within, orgasm surging; nectar coating your pink animal petals while your squeal in delight. Your heavy mating thoughts reaching their climax was enough to send you over the edge falling over once more into the little puddle to collect and savor the pleasure.
After a while you hear the squeak of the bathroom door crack open wider catching your attention. Your rodent snout immediately sniffs the air detecting the scent of another creature below you, scurrying towards to the edge to confirm what your nose tells you. You find another mouse looking around the floor of the bathroom sniffing and brushing its whiskers about seemingly following your scent trail you had left behind. You come to realize, getting a better whiff of the other mouse below, that its scent is indeed the one you were following earlier yourself.
The other mouse. A male at that. And you smell that he is very horny.
Following your absurdly unyielding heat you call out to the male in frantic squeaks. His ear's rise as does his head looking up to the counter, though you are uncertain if he can see you. The light of the room helps but even your rodent orbs isn't quite as adept as you feel they were once ago. You quickly climb down the sink counter much more nimbly than the climb up, dropping to the matted floor as you approach the male mouse. The both of you start to sniff and nuzzle each other getting a good sense of your scents, enjoying rubbing up against another warm furry body. You circle and tangle about giving love nips and licks until you cave into your heat and immediately propose your inviting loins to the male.
The male mouse pauses appearing almost stunned at your sudden advance, but he doesn't take too long to consider as he climbs behind and hugs your sides. His nose and whiskers tickle your shoulders and neck enjoying the intimate stimulation, squealing at the hurried penetration of his thrusts. You feral mind drifts and go blank as all you focus on now is the carnal pleasure of the rut, happy to feel the animal girth of your new mate's pride caressing your wet humid walls. The both of you soon cry out in intense glee as you equally come to orgasm elated to be filled by your stud.
His embrace lingers as he hugs and nuzzles, pumping the last of his seed into your womb before releasing. You stand still letting the afterglow take you before catching your mate slipping through the bathroom door. You squeal and follow keeping up with the male mouse as he travels back into your bedroom turning towards the closet. He stops at the gap to the bi-folded doors turning to see you are still on his tail. You happen to notice his muzzle lips stretch in an odd way curling behind his cheeks as he holds out a paw behind and motions his fingers for you to come and follow still, slipping into the darkness behind the door. You blink your eyes finding your mate's mannerisms a bit odd, but you can care less wanting nothing more than to follow and continue to fulfill your role as a mouse.
Following his scent and brushing your whiskers upon the cluttered shoes and boxes littering the closet floor, the light dimming the farther you are from the gap you came from, you eventually come to wall at the other end. You feel something caress against you frightening you at first until you realize it is only your mate being intimate. You return his affections before he backs up and stands on his hindpaws making himself appear a little taller. That curl to his muzzle lips reappears as he claps his paws together a few times. Again; you don't understand why he does this, but afterwards new orange light suddenly burst alive upon the wall making you jump back about ready to flee.
"Do not fear, my little morsel," your mate suddenly speaks. At first it nearly sounded like garbled noise yet his words echo in your mind soon deciphering the message into a speech you feel you once knew but had become dormant. "You are safe with me around. Here; let me get the door for you."
Your mate grasps onto something black and round attached to a wooden frame outlined around the wall, a tiny rusted squeal sounding as he slowly swings the wood out. He stands against it once more stretching out a paw towards the hole. "Welcome to our nest, my love."
~Nest~ You understand that word clearly squeaking gleefully as you walk past your strange but amorous stud sniffing inside and brushing along the door frame and objects inside, his scent powerful and inviting. You are home; this is where you and your mate will rut and bear your offspring. This is your nest.
You don't see it as you wandering deeper inside, your mate smiling slyly as he grasps the door and starts to pull it back uttering quietly, "Welcome home, indeed my sweet," the door shutting close and the orange flames extinguishing.
~THE END??? ~