The one thing she couldn't get used to after becoming a rat was the increased libido. She was a dripping, panting mess by the end of most days...hell, she had to pay a visit to the ladies' room during most errands. She'd stopped caring whether people heard her taking care of business...they scowled at her either way, just for being one of those 'filthy' rat hybrids the news told them to worry about. She partly agreed, she WAS magnitudes more filthy than she used to be. Her thoughts were dominated by big, strong rat men...well-endowed rat men, who wouldn't hesitate to breed her...she gasped as her fingers played across her folds for the fourth time today...