Heart pounding, Smelly Rat padded inside her house, wearing nothing but the leather collar Eric had put on her earlier that evening. Glancing all around her mouth dropped in shock. Every image of her in the house had changed. Images had changed before, when she'd first changed, but all it had been then was a straight swap of fully human to slightly ratty features. Now though, where before a preschool Lisa had been standing proudly and grinning widely by her mother's leg with a large school bag on her back, now squatted a naked child with a collar around her neck and leash to her mother's hand.
Where both sisters had been laughing and smiling on Christmas day, wearing fuzzy pyjamas, now only one sister wore clothes, while the other was sitting cross-legged, naked, proudly holding up a new collar.
On the family formal photo, she no longer sat on the sofa, she instead crouched on the floor, naked.
On a picture of her sweet sixteenth party, she, almost as hairy as she was now was gnawing at a large chunk of cheese, looking like she was enjoying it immensely. Only. She wasn't eating it from a table. It was on the floor and she was down on all fours, eating it from the floor.
Looking down the corridor she peered into the kitchen beyond. Indeed only three placed had been placed at the table.
"I eat from the floor then?!" She said quietly to herself
"Huh!? When have you not little Rat?" Her father exclaimed behind her, making her jump. She'd forgotten he was there.
"Your mother has cleaned the couch by the way, so if you need to masturbate again, please do it in your room. She's put all your dildo's back into your room too. Please don't leave them lying around. Your sister is pretty miffed about it." He gave her a serious look. Smelly Rat almost melted in front of him. Somehow Eric had created a scenario where her, masturbating in front of her family was not unheard of. Her lips began to tingle at the thought and she wiggled her long toes.
Eager to show off her naked body she padded into the kitchen where her sister sat and mother plated food. She stood, hunched, nipples hardening, waiting for a comment. Her sister, looking at her phone, made a sniffing sound then looked up.
"Thought I smelled the stink of rat pussy, you have a good walk with Eric? Did you try to hump his leg again?". She sneered. Softly her mother chided, "Now now Sarah, you know our little Rat can't help it. She's just an animal in heat."
Sarah rolled her eyes and went back to food. "It's hairier and smellier she's getting by the day. Should we just breed her with a rat and keep her happy?". Sarah complained.
Her father, sat down at the table just as her mother placed a bowl onto the floor, both seemed to just ignore Sarah's ranting, which made her sister more annoyed.
"Hey moooom, Smelly Rat's not wearing her tail!" She squealed. Smelly Rat stiffened, excited, this was clearly some rule of the changed world she didn't know of.
Her mother looked her over and nodded, "Smelly Rat, you know the rules. Rat's have tail's, and until you grow your own you'll wear one in this house." She said sternly
Smelly started with "grow my own?", before her mother cut in and more forcefully half shouted. "Tail! Now! You mutant beast!".
With a jolt she bolted from the room and ran to her room. Slipping in she stopped and gasped. The room absolutely stank of vagina. Her vagina. It was such a potent smell her nose began to twitch. It was also filled with wall to wall rat paraphernalia.
On the walls hung depraved posters of rats in various states of coupulation. Some were actual pictures of real rats, but far more were cartoon images of rat transformations.
In between the posters, where once stood a large wardrobe set for her clothes, now just hung a single rack, and on it hung a bunch of rat tails, ending in butt plugs.
Her makeup station and vanity were still there, but she could tell from here all the items on the counter were different.
Finally her eyes went to her bed. Or. Where it used to be. Now a futon with a blanket pile sat in the corner of the room, and on it lay the previously mentioned dildo's. At least a dozen dildo's all lay there, different sizes and colours, but all sharing a common theme. None of them were human shaped, all were tapered and curved. Looking at it, she recognised them straight away as rat shaped.
A tingle appeared in her belly as her mind was cast back to her time with TomTom. She felt the pulse of blood in her vagina. Lips began to engorge as she stared at them. Heart pounding she walked over, crouched down and gingerly picked up one. It was reasonably soft, with some give, but held its shape well. It also reeked of vagina, her vagina, a smell she knew well, but underneath that it smelled of something else. She brought it to her face and took a deep breath, a musty animalistic smell entered her nostrils and made her gasp in delight. The dildo smelled of TomTom dick. She felt her engorging lips part wetly in response to the smell and cursed.
Eric had made rat dildos for her that smelled real, and created a world in which she could openly use them. Visions of her vivid dreams flooded her mind which she feebly tried to suppress. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to think of being filled by a dozen rat cocks in succession, each filling her with their seed, but to no avail.
She cursed and reasoned, "fuck... these aren't real... so there's no harm in pretending." Carefully she parked her butt on the bed and crossed her legs, exposing her hairy muff. Turning the dildo over reverently she lined it up with her eager snatch, then, with an exited moan she pushed it in. The feeling was unbelievably smooth, the curving tapered cock parted her lips and slid in smooth as silk. She didn't need to push it as her vaginal walls seemed to willingly pull it in. As it slid in and widened at the entrance, the pressure built and built initial it was wonderfully stretching her. Just as it reached the end of her vagina, bumping off her cervix, it got wide enough at the entrance to stretch and tease her clit.
"Of fuck...", Smelly Rat cursed to herself, "It fits so goooood..." she gasped, knowing then, at that moment, putting it in was a mistake. After all those months she had forgotten just how good it had felt to get fucked by a rat cock, it helped hold the worst of her urges at bay. Now that the dildo was there and available to her. She didn't know how she'd be able to resist the temptation. Feebly the went to grab and pull it out, hand slipping on the shaft, already covered in grool, and succeeded only in shifting it inside her.
"Oh fuck! So fucking good...getitout", she frantically grabbed at it again, failing to pull it free as her vaginal walls gripped it like a vice, and succeeding only in wiggling it inside her. This threw her mind back to when she was being dominated by TomTom, as he dumped his seed in her. His mutating seed...
"Oh god..." she moaned, remembering so vividly the wonderful feeling then, the rat cock then and the dildo now poking at her cervix just right. Why hadn't she asked for a rat dildo earlier?
"Yes! Yes-yes!" She rolled over onto her front, onto all fours and arched forward, feeling the dildo roll and shift around inside her, the feeling was just too good.
"... of course you got distracted you filthy rat..." a call came from the door. Smelly Rat whipped around to see her sister standing in the door, impatient with her nose turned up at what she was seeing.
Smelly Rat panicked a bit, not wanting her sister see her quite this vulnerable and in turmoil over what she was battling inside. "Sarah! Uh... rat... so good... help!".
Sarah rolled her eyes. "I know, I know." She closed the distance to her sister, idly picking up a tail plug from the rack on the way, then stood hovering behind her.
"You love rat cock. You want rat cum. You want rat babies. You want rat fur..." Smelly Rat gasped at Sarah's words. What was she saying!. "We've been hearing this for years, ever since you went into heat.". She crouched down, putting a hand on the soft meat of her rat-sisters ass to steady herself. The touch burned in Smelly Rat's heightened state. Then, with no preamble she placed the point of the tail plug to Smelly Rat's ass and pushed. With a wonderful pop, it slid into place as her sphincter grabbed hold of it.
Sarah then surprised Smelly Rat more as she grabbed the end of the dildo and began to piston it in and out of her sister. Smelly Rat convulsed in pleasure as ever memory of TomTom flooded her. Every ratty dream came forth again, swamping her mind. Every want and need change herself, until now only felt in the twilight between wake and sleep, screamed at her that she was wasting time in waiting this long.
"... just cum already you dirty rat so we can go back to dinner." Sarah complained, pistoning faster to Smelly Rat's panicked squeaking. "Dirty, filthy, disgusting rat!" She growled, picking up the pace again, sending her ratty sister into a shuddering orgasm spilling juices all down the inside of her thighs. The rat mutant juddered for a moment more, stomach heaving as one final wave caused the rat dildo to be expelled by a welter of sticky grool. Smelly Rat slid to the floor, exhausted, and landed into a puddle of her own juices.
"There we go... there we go you dumb beast." Sarah coo'd and stroked her sister's back. "Some day soon mom and dad will let you breed, you'll feel better then." Smelly Rat looked up at her sister feebly.
"Now come on, food's getting cold." Sarah insisted, rising to her feet and marching from the room.
Smelly Rat lay panting for a long few moments staring at the rat dildo lying in a pool of her cooling fluids. She felt it's emptiness inside her, even as her ravaged pussy ached.
So vivid had been her daydreaming with it in her that she still felt the afterglow of the feelings coursing through her. It had been a mistake to put it in and use it, she'd knocked something loose that she'd been suppressing for months now. The feeling of wanting to give in to the changes, the desire to do something more... permanent... teetered now within her waking self, not just confined to the twilight.
"Fuck" she exhaled... tired. Sore. Scared
Excited.
So excited.
What would she do?
Maybe...
She just
She just needed to feel it again,aybe she'd know then.
With a shaking hand she reached out and gingerly picked up the slick dildo. Lazily she rolled onto her back and pulled her legs up, exposing her battered snatch. She lined up the dildo again and gently let it slide in. Again she marvelled that her vagina seemed to be actively sucking it in, pulling and pulling on it until it was down to the hilt inside her.
She felt so full again, but so right.
"Mmmmhhh" she breathed, dropping her legs widely.
A few moments later she managed to get to her hands and knees, then to her wobbly feet. Standing up she marvelled that her vagina, tightly gripping the rat cock dildo, was not letting it slip out. She took a step and shuddered.
"Yes..."
She took another one.
"Yes yes..."
Waddling she made it to the door of the bedroom.
"Fuck... yes... good..."
Gingerly she made it down the stairs.
"Fuck. Cock... yes"
Sweating profusely, she made it to the kitchen, holding the door frame. The scrabbling noise made her family look.
There she was, completely naked, hairy, sweating, covered in her own sticky fluids, mousy brown hair a mess, with a rat cock dildo held in a death grip by her vagina, and a butt plug with a rat tail shoved in her ass.
"There's our little Rat" her father said, giving her a once over. "And smellier than ever".
Smelly Rat dropped to all fours in front of them. "I am your little Rat." She smiled a wide crooked smile, grinning up at them. "I'm a Rat, I'm full of rat cock, and I'm going to breed"