"Hello Mr Rat", Sasha squeaked, breathless. The past few months had been quite a journey for the young woman, an older schoolmate of Leah's she had gotten hit with rat semen some time ago, at the end of the holidays. Ever since then weird things were happening to her. Things she didn't fully understand.
The first, and most obvious had been the change of her toes. The day she was splashed she had gotten some of the sticky fluid across both of her canvas shoes. By the time she'd pulled them off to dump at home, the liquid had well and truly seeped through into her socks. Making the whole afair a disgusting slimy mess.
The next morning, her toes had felt incredibly itchy, and cramped in her shoes. Her mother, giving out how much she was still growing, had dragged her shoe shopping where the girl had bought plenty pairs of new shoes. What she hadn't shared with her mother was how weird she thought her feet looked now. Her toes were way longer than they used to be, they almost looked like fingers. It had made her feel like a freak, afraid to show her feet to anyone. One incident with a boy telling her she had 'monkey toes' was enough for her to give up on sandals, and wear swim socks to the pool.
Puberty was unfair, she had decided. It had started great, getting tall, swelling breasts and buttocks gave her a wonderfully soft set of curves, but then things had changed, when it had also delivered her buck teeth, a change to her smell and taste, and hair in places she never thought women got, like a ring around her bellybutton. Her BO had ramped up too, she constantly had to shower and cover herself to stop the comments of 'smelly Sasha' from her brother. And disapproving comments from her parents about her hygiene. It wasn't her fault she smelled so bad to them, she bemoaned. It also didn't help that in the past few weeks her libido had ramped up to a worrying degree, she could barely go a few minutes without thinking of doing something naughty or perverted. She'd spend hours every day on her phone looking at porn, the more degrading the better. Often watching dom-sub porn, frantically masturbating her angry red vagina.
She had been trying her hardest to get a boyfriend at school, hoping her decently curvy body would do the heavy lifting. With her strongly buck toothed mouth, BO, problems and general hairyness, however, she'd gotten into the summer with no one interested. It also hadn't helped that her extreme horniness made her come across as worryingly intense and awkward when talking to her male classmates. The name "Bucky B.O. Butterface" had been uttered in her earshot.
Then, only a few days ago, something else happened, her body betrayed her again, as if she wasn't enough of a weirdo, it decided that an extra pair of nipples is what the puberty fairy would bring her. Terrified to talk to her closed off, judgemental parents again, she'd resorted to the internet, which, while confirming supernumerary nipples were nothing completely alien, it seemed to suggest it was something you were born with. Not grow into.
So there she was, a hairy, smelly, bucktoothed, weirdo, frantically masturbating whole poking and prodding her nipples under the blanket when she had heard scratching at the window. When she turned to look, and seeing the rat standing on his hind legs she froze. Superimposed in the reflection of the dark window over the rat was her own face. Bucktoothed.
Standing she dropped her night-shift to the floor and looked at herself again in the reflection, beside the rat. The teeth, the hair, the feet, the nipples. Something clicked then. It had to do with the rat that day, not the last gasps of puberty.
Compelled, she opened the window and greeted the swollen creature.
"Hello Mr Rat," she said again, "Why do I look like you?"
The enormous rat creature raised itself onto it's hind legs, and raised up on the sill, let out a squeak, balls twitching, and unceremoniously came directly into Sasha's face.
Spluttering in shock the girl fell back to the floor, ass first, spitting and wiping her face with her hands, succeeding only in smearing the jizz all over her face. The mutant swarm rat, sent by Lisa, wasted no time. With the girl distracted he fell to the floor, scampered over to her foot, grabbed it with his paws and began frotting his rat cock all over it.
The feeling was enough for Sasha to stop wiping her face. With a rope of cum still dangling from her nose and chin she looked down in mute shock at the rat frantically fucking and licking her disgusting looking foot. Reflexively she flicked him off of it and sent him tumbling back.
Popping back up the two stared at each other for what felt like an eternity.
During this moment, Sasha' s mind whirred with sensory overload.
Her face was sticky and felt gross, yet she couldn't deny that the smell, somehow, was appealing. Her foot too felt slimy and weird, and the rat licking and trying to fuck it had her freaked, but, it was the first thing to show interest in them since they'd changed. It liked her weird feet. Her first and greatest insecurity.
Sasha hesitated, then, not knowing fully why, asked the rat, "You... Like my feet?". In answer the rat squeaked and dribbled cum onto the floor.
"Hah", Sasha left out a bark of nervous laughter. "I guess that's a yes". She bit her lip nervously, bringing some of the collected cum there to her tongue. She was about to spit on reflex, but then stopped. The taste, it wasn't in any way bad. It almost. It kinda tasted yummy. Blushing furiously, and feeling weirdly brave all of a sudden, Sasha stuck out one foot again.
"Here Mr, Rat. Do you want to have fun with this?". She wriggled her long toes at him.
The rat jumped at the chance, bounding over, and unceremoniously stuck his red pecker between Sasha's toes, and began humping.
A warm feeling enveloped her foot then as rope upon rope of the rat's cum squirted and pooled onto her foot. Watching the rat frantically fuck her freakish body awakened something in Sasha then and there, the need to be desired. She'd been sidelined for months now because of her looks, but not now. This thing wanted her and wanted her bad. The tingling in her increased, furthered on by the smell seeping into her nostrils and coating her lips. Lisa's pheromones were seeping around the room by now, invading her mind, making her far more pliable and eager.
"You like me!" She nervously laughed. "Here, take this foot, it needs you too"
She extracted her cum covered foot carefully, bringing it back in and stuck out the other one; which the rat immediately mounted.
She marvelled at the foot the rat had mounted. It was fully and completely covered in semen. As if she'd dipped it in a pool of cum. She spread her freakishly long toes and watched the strings of cum stretch across them like a web.
Now that she was looking at them, her toes looked longer again. Puzzled she brought her foot close to her face. This was a mistake for the rational part of her brain. As soon as her foot was close there were only two thoughts going through her head.
One, indeed her toes were longer again, almost as long as her fingers.
Two, she had to taste the delicious smelling cum. Craning she popped one long toe into her mouth and slurped the rat cum from it. It smelled and tasted amazing to Sasha. It also lit a fire in her belly. Hungrily she polished off licking the remainder of her long toes and scraping what she could from her face. When she was done she looked at her foot, toes tile fingers now. Long enough to grasp something with. She flexed experimentally.
She sucked on her buck teeth then, the felt different too. Bigger? More pronounced. It didn't matter. Only the fire and her desire did. Sasha wanted more, she felt good finally. She pulled back her foot carefully from the rat again. This time she carefully used her new flexibility to interlock her toes and create a gap between the soles of her new feet, slick with cum, and pulled it close to her body, just in front of her tingling vagina.
Lisa's pheromones were working so we'll at this point, that when a second enormous rat appeared on the open windowsill, Sasha just blushed, welcoming his arrival.
"Come join us" she beckoned. As the first rat grabbed her new feet with his paws and began humping away at the gap she had made between them; the second dropped to the floor, dragged his enormous balls over the carpet, hopped onto the bed, and waddled over to stand beside Sasha's head. Once beside her she saw the rat's large pecker poke from it's sheath and assault her senses with a blast of modified rat pheromones. This, combined with the sensation of the first rat's warm cum shooting from between her feet to paint her pussy opening set off a chain reaction in her. Nipples puffing proud and overwhelmed in a few senses, a mini orgasm shivered through her and she opened her mouth to gasp and pant. This left her tasting the air near the rat's cock, which, due to combination of smell and taste, register as irresistible.
Despite only having given a few blowjobs in all her years, and not really enjoying them much, this time Sasha couldn't stop herself from leaning forward and slipping the rat's cock into her mouth.
Once it was all in it all clicked, she felt like this was what was missing all her life. She "mmmmmn'd" carefully and flicked her tongue around. Tasting the funk and salty discharge. With avid enthusiasm she carefully bobbed her head along the shaft, enjoying the taste and the feeling of the slippery, bumpy, rod in her mouth.
It didn't take long before Sasha couldn't ignore her burning pussy any longer, and slipped four fingers roughly into the sopping clit, not caring that she was dragging the semen that painted her pussy into it. On the contrary, she was even excited now by the thought that her virgin pussy was being defiled with rat cum, not human cum. Humans hadn't liked her, but rats did.
'Rats are way sexier anyway' Sasha thought, brain addled by all the exposure to Lisa's pheromones. A scrabbling at the windowsill made her look up, and she squealed in delight as two more giant rats hopped into the room. No doubt summoned by the scent. Sasha made room at the inn by unhooking her paw feet, and using the new longer flexible paws to fully grab the cocks if two of the rats. The next she began servicing with the one free hand she had, and once that rhythm was going she went back to sucking off the one beside her.
On repeating hairpin triggers and almost instantaneous recharge all four rats began an unending hosing of cum sending ropes of yellow semen all over the body and down into the belly of the young woman.
It didn't take too long before Sasha's frantic finger fucking induced a writhing orgasm in her. Shaking and juddering she writhed in silent scream, the jerking motions sending the rats to flight and back out the window.
Panting, with cum dribbling from her mouth, Sasha's chest heaved. Glancing down at herself she saw her torso not only streaked in yellow sticky semen, but also looking stranger than ever.
A line of soft brown downy hair ran from her vagina to her bellybutton, encircling it. Her shoulders and top set of breasts were similarly furry now, with all of her additional nipples puffed up to A cups. She rubbed knobbly fingers tipped with claws over her bumpy chest. Shuddering at the feeling. The Rat infection had taken hold of Sasha fully at this stage, the will of Lisa's pheromones fully infesting the girls mind. Looking up at herself in the mirror she didn't think that she looked ugly any more.
A face sporting elongated incisors and a pinched upturned nose began beaming with excited joy. Elongating ears stood out from the side of her head like saucers. Sasha wiggled her clawed toes, spread her legs wide, and began scooping and shovelling the smelly rat cum from her chest and into her sticky, glistening vagina.
"I'm so pretty." She moaned, a frantic sexual excitement building and buzzing in her. "So pretty... And.." *sniff* she sniffed the air, pointy nose twitching. She'd caught the scent of something beyond the reek of cum, something musty and inviting "Something smells damn fine...". Her vagina twitched and dribbled at the scent, ready to send her over the edge without even touching it.
*Sniff sniff* she smelled again. It was possibly coming off her, but she was just too covered in cum. She leaned down, sniffing her chest deeply. It was coming off her! Sasha scratched her chest and sniffed her paws.
"Oh yeah it's me... Nipples?" She rolled a fat top nipple around, squeezing hard and making her gasp in mini orgasm as she felt something release inside her. With a loud moan she felt her fingers get wet.
Fully expecting milk, she pulled her fingers up for a look. As she did she noticed two things. One the liquid was not milk, it was clear, slightly sticky, and quite slick; and two it was the musky scent concentrated. The proximity to it along made her mouth water, and pussy convulse in sudden orgasm.
*BOOM*
The door to her room flew open and the looming shape of her father stood in the doorway.
"SASHA, cut down the nois... WHAT HELL IS GOING ON?" He puffed in a low rage.
Sasha, now a thrall of the brood, regarded the towering man in front of her and it sent her over the edge without having to lay a hand on her aching pussy. He was big, strong, and would look so much better with a snout, tail and whiskers. She needed something to fill up her twitching orgasming pussy she thought.
Writhing in ecstasy she rotated, lay on her back, pulled her legs back behind her ears, spread her exposed pussy apart and purred, "Am I... hhhnnnggh... not the prettiest girl daddy, wanna fuck... Oh.. oohhhmm.. your little rat girl." One curling finger carefully slipped into her cum filled lips, she pouted at him between orgasmic grimaces.
Her father's face turned in confusion then disgust. The next few moments were a blur as Sasha was yanked up by her arm, and dragged out of the room by her hulking father. Being manhandled didn't stop her ongoing constant orgasm, on the contrary it drove her to further ecstatic bliss as her enture body twitched, and spasmed. Dribbling sweat and juices, by the time she managed to get her bearings and put up a feeble, scrabbling defence she was already in the bathroom being roughly shoved into the shower. She just had enough time to grunt a satisfied moan and turn before the showerhead was turned and blasting her with cold water.
"What is happening to you girl?" He growled "Shelly!?" He called to his wife. She appeared behind him, also horrified, phone in trembling hand. "Call the hospital, or the police... Anyone" he demanded. Trembling she stepped away down the hallway to make a call. "I think she's taken some drugs or something."
Another door opened in the hall and a sleepy "whazz-going on.." came from it. To which Sasha's father growled, "Dale, back to your room... Now."
The blast of the tepid water successfully, paused the infected Sasha in her tracks and hosed her clean of rat fluids, but it didn't undo what was already done to her body and mind.
As soon as the water was turned off she turned to regard her father, water dripping from limbs, hair, and running rivulets along her new breasts. She looked down, then over at her reflection. She looked damn fine. Looking up she saw her father's eyes on her naked body. Her minute long orgasm interrupted, she wanted to get back to it fast.
"Sasha, what's going on, why do you look like... Like a..." He stumbled over his own words. Not believing what he was seeing.
Sasha smiled a buck-toothed smile and twirled, showing off her hairy, curvy, mutated form. "A rat! Don't I look so pretty now Daddy?"
"Sasha." He spluttered incredulously. "I don't understand. What happened to you.
Sasha put a finger to her lips, grinning mischievously, cocked a hip, making all eight of her breasts jump.
"Well... What happened is I was an ugly looking girl, then a nice Mister Rat joined me earlier today, and his yummy cum made me better looking."
Sasha's father made a face like he was about to have a hernia. "Are you on drugs girl? Is this some weird TikTok prank I'm not getting?"
Sasha cackled at how dense her father was being. How was he not understanding how much better this was.
"Poor daddy's human brain too stupid." She pouted in mock baby voice, stepping in and closing the distance between them. Looking down at her, it dawned on Sasha's father that she seemed to have shrunk. Now she was barely four and a half feet, where she had been over five and a half before. This wasn't a prank, people couldn't shrink. And it looked so real. Those extra breasts looked far too soft to be some elaborate prosthetic. And the fur...
He gulped.
A clawed finger poked her father in the chest. She poked, punctuating each word.
"The. Nice. Rat. Made. Me. One. Too... Well..." She glanced at herself in the mirror. Biting her lip, she wasn't quite there yet. The thought of more time spend with the brood made her tingle. She pressed herself bodily into her dad's sides and legs. Rubbing up and down to leave his clothes wet from her sopping body. "... It would be nicer to get more ratty. Do you think you could find some of those handsome rats and bring them here. I think I'd like them to fuck me. And make me beautiful."
Overwhelmed, Sasha's father spluttered, and shoved his daughter back, watching as she stumbled slowly, but, unceremoniously into the tub. Legs hanging over the edge she was stuck with her legs spread and furry privates fully on show.
Watching her dad's eyes bulge she giggled. "If you want you can fuck me first, as long as your cum doesn't turn me back into an ugly human. I don't want that" she said resolutely. "Being a rat has so many benefits" she reached up with one foot paw and deftly grabbed at her father's crotch with her finger-like toes.
Her father jumped at the sensation and scrambled back out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Holding the handle he looked around. His wife was just returning in the gloomy corridor, phone in hand. Looking down it dawned on him that he was hard as a rock and his boxers strained. He'd never lusted after his daughter, or had any perverted thoughts before that moment, but now, for some reason, his cock betrayed a fierce horniness. Feeling gross he turned sideways in the dark corridor he hid his shame and growled. "Well?"
"Emergency services are down, ambulance, police, fire, everything local. What's going on Hun?" She seemed scared, standing there in silk pyjamas, body curvy and nipples outlined in the fabric. The closeness of her body clad in only a nightie triggered a flash of his daughter, mutated, lying spread eagled in front of him. He shook his head to push the image of naked Sasha from his mind.
"Is Sasha okay?" She asked, face betraying worry.
"She's..." He searched for words, and couldn't find them. The truth was far far too bizarre. He had to lie to his wife, to get rid of her, so she wouldn't see her.
"She's um... Taken ecstasy she said. Making her act funny. She'll be fine in a few hours. I'll..." He paused for a moment, cock throbbing in his pants. "I'll look after her, but um... Dale he doesn't need to see this. Take him and go across the road to your sisters..."
Shelly made a concerned face. "Just go love" he insisted. Finally she nodded and pulled back.
He manned his station at the door, for the next few minutes as Shelly gathered their son, a bag and left via the front door to make their way down the road to her sister's home.
With the click of the downstairs door, he breathed a sight of relief. He was still sporting an enormous throbbing boner, a wet patch of slick pre-cum already soaking through his shorts. On the inside he was a roiling storm of panic and extreme horniness.
Panic because there was something clearly wrong with his daughter. Some horrible drugs, or radiation, or something else was affecting her. She was not herself, mutating into some horrible rodent monster.
Yet.
He couldn't get the image of that furry monster out of his head. What did her fur feel like? How soft was her skin? What does she taste like? What would it be like to have her sit on his face?
He gulped, and pushed down the handle, slowly swinging open the door. The first thing that hit him was the musky smell. A blast of it make his cock twitch and knees buckle.
The grinning rat monster stood naked and proud in the bathroom. Though her fur and skin was now toweled dry, her many many nipples all glistened with moisture. He even saw strings of clear fluid dangling from her perky top pair.
"Good idea getting rid of them. Now we can fuck" .
"No I..." He protested. She cut him off with a cackle, tits jiggling. "Of course you want to fuck me! I'm gorgeous now!" She grinned a monstrous bucky grin. "And that's giving you away" she pointed confidentily at his tenting pant.
"Sasha, cut it out, now! Whatever drugs you took, tell me and we'll get you fixed." he demanded in a tone never before challenged by his normally meek daughter.
To his surprise Sasha didn't shrink away and condede like she always did when he got cross. Instead she smiled mischievously. "Oh I took no drugs daddy. Like I told you, I sucked off some hunky rats, their cum, which was super yummy, is turning me into one too. It's so cool isn't it." She spun to show off her mutated form. "I'm definitely going to let the next one fuck me." She giggled, hands roaming over her body, "Oh! Yeah! Fuck me, and maybe I'll have little ratlings of my own."
She paused hip cocking, making her butt jiggle and releasing a few droplets of the fluid beading around her areolas. As it did a waft of something overcame Sasha's father, deep in his core a primal clench kicked his prostate, opening the floodgates and he grunted in panic.
"Oh.. hng.. fuck..." He grunted as he doubled over, wet patch spreading on the front of his pants. Sasha's eyes widened in pleasant surprise, "Oh. Daddy! Looks like you do like my new look." She stepped forward, another dribble of her multiple tits beading down her body. She scent of her must increased and her father left out a panicked groan, muscles clamping harder, blasting the inside of his underpants. He knew he was in trouble as rational thought fled his mind.
With a languid movement the girl slipped a claw tipped finger into her open steaming snatch, and brought it up to her father's convulsing face. "Good news daddy, I fully plan to get some more ratty cum and go all the way." She watched as he convulsed at the that, moaning and begging, but for what she couldn't make out. She stuck the slick finger into his mouth, feeling him suck it frantically. She pulled down, forcing him to drop to his knees in front of her.
The effects of her constantly dribbling and leaking pheromones had finally overwhelmed him, and he fought no longer. Still feebly orgasming and twitching he begged. "Please, yes babe. All the way.... Just..." He gulped, staring straight at the drooling furry snatch in front of him. "Please let me..." He drooled.
Sasha realised what power she now seemed to have over men. A thousand thoughts races through her mind, one more clear than the others. "You can taste daddy, only if you promise me something." She smiled evilly.
"Hnngh... Anything". He gasped. Her grin broadened. "You'll go find some hunky rats for me..." She let her drooling snatch hover near him before pushing him away. Glassy eyed her dad nodded stupidly wanting nothing more than to please his ratty daughter.
Unbeknownst to both of them, Lisa's wish for a brood had ended up creating rat specialisations. Mutant rats capable of performing unique tasks. In Sasha's case she was turning into walking musk factory. A way of dusting an area with many pheromones that no human could possibly resist. Anyone and everyone around her would quickly be turned to nothing more than a thrall to the burgeoning hive. The clear juices laced with those pheromones dribbling from her many breasts were only the beginning.
"And then, when I'm done with them you'll call mom to bring her and Dale back over here" she continued, smile cracking widely.