Two Rats Walk Into A Bar...
"start licking, ratty boy."
A Fresh Beginning: Chap 3a(?)
Raj was holding his big ratty 'nads in his hands, but she could still see that swollen, handsomely bruised sack peeking out from between his fingers.
Drac Ch20
Dienza looked at the micen clasped in val's claws, dwarfed by the rattis' much larger stature. she was breathing rapidly, gripped by fear of her captor and now of the leona who appeared to be on the rattis' side.
Rats
Her smile exposed a fang, but if she was the woman of his dreams, ratty wouldn't care one bit. at least the mystery was solved. for me, anyway.
Drac Ch8
'i was playing with a rattis and they never tried to find me.' 'oh.' dienza rolled his eyes. 'we have rattis too huh? i guess they'll help with the micen.' 'nope!' nate grinned up at dienza.
Fausto, the bull boy (Story commission)
Fausto, the bull boy. (Story Commission by Isaac Konos.) Page 01: Theron could hardly wait to step into his home and shed that expensive, stifling suit. Even though the feline was driving a super sports car worth over eight million dollars,...
Arky's offer 2
"all right, ratty," i said, "i promise." i realized a moment later that it wasn't the most rational choice, but i figured it was better than my tattoo of shame idea. and suddenly arky was leading me back to my bedroom. "ratty got somethin' on his mind?"
REINCARNATED
I squeaked my ratty squeak every time my fur was painfully plucked.
A Fresh Beginning: Chap 3
In a shocking twist of fate, it turned out that big dragoness kinda liked having a ratty punching bag at home. if she had a bad day, she took it out on raj's nuts.
Got Milk?
Mckinley pulls a ratty handkerchief out of his pocket and uses it to wipe the switch clean and turn the machine off. it falls silent, the cups dropping off, and i sob with relief. "thank you...thank you..." i pant.
Cheater’s Keepers
I didn't complain when he pushed me down onto a ratty rubber-covered mattress upon which fuck knows how many furs had spilled bodily fluids. by the sounds surrounding us in the almost dark room, there'd be some additions to that soon.
Porkscrewed
A ratty tee kept her full tits barely legal and the badly-stained cotton was taut like canvas around her bust. an assortment of buckles, collars, and orphaned bands and arm-warmers lent her a chaotic dumpster-diver punk look.