Identity: Chapter Seventeen

On the screen, the announcer, a white rat, was saying something about - what?

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Down the Rathole

It was a white rat. the girl's jaw dropped as her heart began to race. the rat that normally was no threat, was now her size.

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Perfect Moments

Mark crawled off the bed, and she blinked as he picked up the little plastic case that held her pets, three white rats. she blinked. "seriously?" he shrugged. "why not? it wouldn't be the first time we've eaten rat."

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Bloody Knuckle: [Cr/Ack/Ed] #2

On his other side was a white rat in a black suit. he had red eyes and a slick comb-over hairstyle, with shiny black shoes. i remembered him too. he was the one that we saw on tv when chief's penthouse burned down. a pazziera. a mobster.

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Aware of Dog

A white rat was standing behind the counter, bored, but his eyes lit up behind his round glasses as he spotted the canine entering the establishment. "hey, tris!"

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Return of the Rat King Chapter 2

Jason reached out to grip the soft white rat ears like handlebars pulling splinter gently by ears toward his cock, still coated with april's fluids and virgin blood and his own seed.

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Search

A white rat with normal eyes was mentioned, and the only white hunter tarik could think of: navon, apparently he had come close to catching on, just a little too late. he fled before she revealed herself. . . and was pounced.

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What It's Like

Emma squeaked, squeezing down on the white rat's legs. "please, don't stop. it's just... isn't this weird?" "i bet it's only weird 'cuz you ain't done this before."

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Decisions and Sacrfice Nine

Vinnie screamed, his arms out stretched trying to grab a hold of the gray and white rat who had been in the operating room. "vincent!" lance snapped. the name caught the mouse off guard. "settle down now!"

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C.C.S.

Said the white rat sitting across from him. grov eyed him and winked. "a store for the boys." "really?"

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Tailoring your Experince

The white rat asked. "no other place i'd rather be." i told him. like ever sap working five days a week i looked forward to the end of the workday before i even rolled out of bed.

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A New Volunteer

Despite the birdlike appearance of her outfit, the actual her was a white rat, one with eyes so green they were another source of illumination in the well-lit room, glimmering out brightly enough he couldn't look right into them.

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