*Humans at big water. Big water make humans rat-rat. Tom-Tom make human rat-rat.*, Tom Tom squeaked to his reclining queen. To emphasise he scooped a glob of dangling cum from his cock and held it up, exclaiming. *Make humans rat!*
Rat-Lisa shuddered in excitement, jiggling her gravid belly and lactating rows of teats. She wrung her knobbly hands corrupted brain whirring with schemes. Her months of orgasmic bliss had warped her already changed view on the world. She was now convinced that being a rat was the ultimate path of existance, and that her life as a broodqueen was her ultimate reward for chosing to be a rat. This new knowledge that the rat fluids of her brood were corruptive was new exciting news.
Scenes played out in her head of her, attended by her multudinous brood, turning humans into the true apex creature, ruling over more than just a den... Ruling over a city... a land! Everyone paying homage to her, the glorious, magnificent, perfect creasture; it was her divine right as the Queen of Rats.
Armed with the new knowledge that she had the means to change humanity she chittered with excitement as she relayed orders to Tom-Tom and her brood in squeaks and grunts.
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Many hours later, deep into that night. Gina and Ramon collapsed into a sweaty, sticky heap in their tent, panting and gasping. Both utterly spent, having spent a full day making love. Ramon, eyes already drooping, smacked Gina on her soft thigh and exclaimed, "Never going to not enjoy those extra tits of yours 'Geen. You are one sexy babe."
Gina chuckled, "you're such a man..." She looked down and smiled, idly twirling her fingers in loops of eight around her nipples, spinning from one to anther to another.
Within a few minutes she heard soft snoring from her side and turned to see Ramon fast asleep, no doubt worn out from a day of exercise, thrusting and humping. Gina clacked her dry mouth. She was parched, and incredibly hot and sweaty, she needed some air before bed. As silently as she could she got up and slid from the confines of the tent.
Cool evening air hit her like a brick wall and she gasped, all eight nipples instantly hardening to points as she shuddered at the sensation washing over her. Crunchy earth and twigs under bare foot, she paced the side of the small lake. Walking some 200 yards from the tent to where a nice outcropping of a boulder hung over the dark waters. With no hesitation she clambered naked up the rocks, before jumping and the noiselessley sliding into the water. She held back a gasp, making several strokes in the cool surroundings before surfacing. Cool water washed the sticky sweat from her brow. Catching her breath she tread water for a few moments then cupped one hand and brough a hungry gulp of fresh water to her lips.
The water tasted slightly salty, though Gina just assumed that was from salty sweat washing off her face and onto her lips. She took several more gulps of the cold water before her thirst was quenched. Enjoying the feeling of water flowing around her body she lay back in the water, floating. Illuminated only by the night sky she closed her eyes for a moment, the moon keeping a crescent afterimage on her retina.
It felt good here, she felt good here. Tingly. Cold water like pinpricks on her thighs and butt. Rows of nipples fully erect and a low grade throb in her womanhood. Maybe it was the cold, or something else, but the quick dip was just what Gina needed to wake up and get back in the mood again. Goose-bumps raised all over her skin, and she turned in the water. A few practiced strokes brought her to the edge of the water and she hauled herself, dripping from the water. Water dribbling after her he padded to the tent, picked a towel drying on a branch and rubbed herself down.
She zipped down the tents door, only to hear a loud *rrriiiippp* as one of her nails caught the flimst material and tore a strip in it. She cursed softly and looked at her nails, they were long and sharp, she decided she'd have to trim them in the morning, though was sure she'd trimmed them before the hike.
Shurgging she slid in, curly wet hair still stuck to her face. She bit her bottom lip at the smell of sex in the tent. It was thick enough to cut. "Ramon babe!" she called to him, squirming up his body with hers. By the time his eyes focused from dowsy sleep. She was holding the side of his head and sitting gently on his chest. "babe... I'm horny..." she sulkily purred. Excited.
Ramon's eyes focussed on the silhouette of his parner above him, she was shapely, curvy, sultry, and somehow... in this light, looked almost fuzzy. He didn't have a chance to dwell on much more when Gina slid forward. Ramon felt the hot slippiness of her womanhood glide between his strong chest, and over his chin. Soft downy hair accompanied the sensation. Ramon had only a moment to half form a thought that he was sure Gina had been shaven earlier when she grabbed the back of his head and pressed him deep into her pussy. Senses overwhelmed by her scent all other thoughts vanished and he grabbed Gina's soft fuzzy thighs and began licking her out with gusto.
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As the grunts, moans and cries rose in volume in the tent, the bushes surrounding the lake began to move and shake. A swarm of gigntic rats of all colours emerged, at their centre a huge TomTom loomed, and squeeked once at his brood. As one they all surged forward to the waters edge and resumed doing what they had been doing for the past few hours. Masturbating and depositing load after load of corruptive cum into the lake.