Anthrats

Daydreaming of a mate

Added 2024-07-07 00:21:43 +0000 UTC

She'd never met anyone else who could turn into a rat. Neither of her parents could, and they strongly encouraged her to never share her "curse" with anyone. During her childhood they'd moved several times to try to keep it a secret, and punished her whenever they caught her in rat form. But she only truly felt like herself when she let it overtake her, when her muzzle sprouted, her fur grew in, and a tail snaked from her backside.

Even now, having been on her own for a number of years, the lessons had sunk in all too well, and she only indulged herself rarely. She was so lonely...even if there were others like her out there, where would she even begin to start finding someone? Finding a big, strong rat man who would hold her in his hairy arms, slip inside her, their tails entwined...she gasped and probed at her entrance, lost in her own fantasy...