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Rat Trapped By Lykanos Wulfheart

Lykanos awoke with an aching pain in his wrists and ankles. Straining to open his eyes past the grogginess, he tugged at the source of his discomfort. Despite his valiant attempt, the thick, steel bonds held firm. Pulling his arms down did little to help, though the soreness grew into a throb as the shackles dug past his fur and welted into his skin.

As the daze faded, he rapidly became aware of his predicament. The timber colored werewolf was naked and bound, his back flat against an angled table. The incline was enough to mostly support his weight without much irritation, but that didn't stop him from fighting at the bindings and growing his own misery. Before him stood a woman, a rat of average build with green hair clashing against her short, grey fur. Though the prisoner could only see her back, he could tell she was wearing a pair of light blue workout shorts and a black sports bra. The outfit was misleading, her punkish appearance not befitting a mad scientist such as her. Lykanos knew that was exactly what she was at a glance, her delicate, peachy hands moving between flasks and test tubes. She had a table full of glassware suited for a personal laboratory. He would know. He'd done some lab work himself.

Fatigue edged his voice as he spoke, his tone a gentle cockiness in the cinderblock basement. "A lab rat, huh? While the irony amuses me, why am I here, naked, and tied to a table?"

Turning to face the burly beast, her words held a calm deviousness that was deceptively tender. "Ah, you're awake. Perfect timing." While moving closer, her body swaying with feminine charm, Lykanos took in his captor. Her left eyelid had a thin, jagged scar running through the center, though it did little to detract from her beauty. The eyes behind held a gentle luster that gave the brownish green orbs a sultry attractiveness. The cute softness of her nose matched her digits while her seductively exposed body held a passion longing to be free. Lykanos might have been entranced if not for the fact that he was furious at her for holding him against his will.

His angered snarl grew as she approached, turning her smile into a wicked grin. Struggle as he might, he couldn't deny the titillating touch as her smooth palm swept into his groin and crept over to cup his fluffy sheath. A couple gentle gropes caused the man to twitch, a mixture of pleasure and hatred welling up as she teased. Her glamour was veiled by depravity as the naughty fingers caressed his fur, working their way to his rugged chest. Looking away, Lykanos tried to fight back the urges growing within him, forcing his focus on remain of his savagery, though it was hard to deny her advance.

With a quick pluck, she retreated, a few of the lycanthrope's hairs wedged between her fingers. "Thank you," she flirted over her shoulder as she returned to the workspace. Releasing the fur into one of the test tubes, the pink liquid within began to bubble.

Roaring with disgust, Lykanos demanded, "Why am I here and what do you want with me?"

The lady's rounded ear twitched with delight as she smirked at her work. Pulling one of her whiskers free, she stirred it into a second vial, the same pinkness boiling like the one before. "First of all, my name is Cambria Ratson and you're in my basement to help with a little project. Second, you will be free to go as soon as we're finished here."

"Finished with what, exactly," he growled as he strained at the bonds, a fury raging within his golden eyes.

Picking up the mixture containing her essence, she tucked it behind herself as she walked over to his side, a girly shyness hiding her intent. "I just need to borrow your strength. Your primal fury. Just for a day."

Curious of her plans, the werewolf opened his mouth to speak. At that moment, the nimble hands dumped the sticky fluid down his throat and chucked the glass to the wall, the tiny tube shattering to the floor. While he gagged to spit the vile concoction out, her hand pinned his muzzle shut, the other massaging his neck in hopes of forcing a swallow. Much to his dismay, the beast choked it down, the thickness a violation of his insides. Coughing, he fought free of her grasp. "What the fuck was that?"

Returning to her workstation with a satisfied smirk, she drank the other that contained Lykanos' fur. She made sure to insult him with the action, throwing her head back as if doing a shot. For no other reason than that she felt like it, the glassware was tossed to the wall, more shards to add to the pile. With a sinister tone, she clued the man in. "I must confess, while I did need your werewolf strength for my tasks today, I also secretly wanted to see what having sex with myself was like. To that end, this is going to be a treat for you as well."

Lykanos could already feel the serum coursing through his body, the thick pads of his hand shriveling as they smoothed, the white fur falling out to reveal fleshy palms. "My fur. You used that as a genetic binding agent. That was a transformation potion, wasn't it? You bitch!"

"Not for much longer," she winked. Her own digits were starting to reform, the dainty black claws growing more savage as they turned lighter. The smooth skin of her fingertips grew rough as wolven paws overtook them. Her feet were reshaping as well, the thin rat-like toes crinkling into thick paws. "I'm surprised a beast like you knows that much about this science." Reveling in the cringe of his face, she began to undress, a slowly seductive scene. Starting with the bra, she unstrapped and pushed up on her ample bosom before cupping the fabric with her claws and tossing it. Next, as her tail retreated, greys and whites fluffing over the naked pink, she worked her shorts down. Inch by lusty inch, they wiggled to the floor, the pile kicked away as her foot finished its change.

Lykanos would have enjoyed her provocative striptease if not for his changes mirroring her own. As she gained his manly paws, his toes stretched and flattened into something mousy. Likewise, the fur of his tail shed as the mass increased, a thickness pushing against the suddenly chilly table. While it stretched, he fought back a groan, the same pain overtaking his nose as it shrunk, the proud, manly muzzle rounding into that of a womanly rat. As he watched it retreat, the impact of her words finally sunk in. With a growing femininity tainting his voice, he stammered, "You-you're making me a rat lady? No. No! This is so wrong! You can't do this!"

Though it hurt, enough so that a tear ran down her cheek, Cambria was pleased with the powerful muzzle that popped forward, crunching into place as her voice deepened. "Oh, come on. You can't tell me you've never wondered what it would be like to have sex as a woman. Or even what it would feel like to be penetrated by your own dick. This will be a learning experience for both of us."

As Lykanos' ears grew, a ratty roundness that felt heavier than before, his member retreated, first the sheath, then the reddened flesh. "I don't want to be a woman," denied the victim as he managed to pull his daintier wrists free of the restraints. Twisting to ease the discomfort of his wider tail, he watched in horror as Cambria's face became his own. Grappling with his shrinking shaft, the touch sent shivers through his body, the organ twice as sensitive as it was seconds before.

"You like that, don't you?" Tormenting her captive, the mad scientist parted her folds, a perky point of red forming out of her clit and brushing between her fingers. The more Lykanos' shrank, the more hers grew. Huffing with the sick pleasure of contact, Lykanos forced his fingers away as he freed his feet. The smaller rat paws wiggled out, though with strained effort. Resting his foot bottoms on the steel circles, his attention centered on the growing mounds of his chest, perky nipples budding as everything inflated.

As he cautiously groped the new toys, Cambria stroked at her lengthened shaft, a bulb forming at the base. The lips of her labia descended into testicles as her chest flattened, burly muscle smoothing out her growing broadness. No longer able to call himself a man, Lykanos cringed as he felt his own hairy orbs pull inside the burning warmth of his deepening vaginal tract. "Oh-ohh," she moaned as she fought to keep her greedy fingers away from her nethers.

Cambria was now a full-fledged penis wielder as he fondled his sack, the masculine bulge bringing a smile across his rugged muzzle. The last of the changes had already begun, his fur thickening as the old grey deepened with shades of brown along his back and bleached white over his muscular chest and appendages. Flexing, he boasted, "This feels great! So manly. So powerful. You werewolves really are all that, aren't you?"

Lykanos was too busy focusing on her own final touches. All her fur had gone medium grey and her belly had smoothed into something curvier. As she touched the loss of muscle and lifted at the voluptuous breast, her heart sank. "I... I don't want to be a rat. I don't want to be a woman. Please. Please! Change me back. I beg of you." Trying to bat her lashes, Lykanos noticed a subtle stiffness in her left eye.

Watching the awkward blink of the sexy brownish green eyes, Cambria reminded the lady, "It's only temporary. A day at the most and the genetic bindings will break down. Also," pointing at the rodent's eye, he added, "It's the scar. Don't worry. You get used to it."

Lykanos' toes curled over the brackets in frustration as the peach fists pounded the metal behind her. "I don't want to get used to it. I want you to fix this. NOW!"

"This should calm you down," bragged the big bad wolf as he moved in. Before the rat could complain, Cambria put his fingers to work, the ring and pointer parting Lykanos' folds as the thick, rough pad of his middle finger swept inside. Unprepared for such an erotic sensation, Lykanos' back arched against her seat, a heavy moan of satisfaction breaking past her pursed lips as she grabbed the sides of the bench. The werewolf smiled with devious glee as he commented, "Lucky for you, I know my body all too well."

Swimming in lusty bliss, Lykanos tried to ask, "Huh-how... How does it feel this good? Oh god! I'm... Oh yea... I'm spasming?"

Cambria could feel the horny woman's passage constricting on his finger, his satisfaction only growing as he taunted her. "That was quick, you lusty little bitch. Enjoying your first orgasm, I see."

Lykanos had taken it upon herself to move up and down, thighs straining to milk the finger with her inner walls. Panting with pleasure, she had thrown her head back from the arousal. It took a moment for her to speak. "That? That was an orgasm? Oh, god. It felt so good!"

"Knowing my body," he advised, "you'll be needing another. Time to test my theory." Lykanos knew what was coming next, but her body was craving release and she couldn't deny the nagging want. Gladly, she left herself spread wide as what used to be her penis slipped inside, her passage already dripping from Cambria's masterful touch. Taking the pressure within her, one curious hand went to investigate, brushing the shaft as it rubbed her own sensitive nub. The other fondled greedily at her tender nipple, the wave of stimulus prickling her body with euphoria.

Thrilled with the enthusiastic look on the rodent's face, Cambria rolled his hips forward, filling up his victim's inner sanctum with his throbbing girth. He had to pause after the first push, his body already nearing the edge of orgasm. "This is going to be hard," he admitted as he slowly retreated, the member pulling out with sloppy juices coating its length. "I didn't realize how sensitive a man's penis was."

"Just as greedy as your old passage," commented Lykanos, her fingers slipping in to fill the void. With a horny moan, she commanded, "You started this. Go on and finish it. I don't have all day." As much as she wanted her tone to seem indifferent, the rat's voice was seething with desire.

"Enjoying the new body, are we," joked the lycanthrope as he brushed his pecker along her opening, dabbing at her fingers. Strands of desire clung to Lykanos' skin as Cambria rubbed, the arousal only growing stronger.

"Come on and fuck me already," whined the risqué rat as she pulled her folds open, an invitation for the wolf to invade. Playing with her chest, she whimpered with anticipation.

"With pleasure," agreed the man as he slipped back in, a slow advance that brushed at the known points of sensitivity. Picking up the pace as the fervor of sex overtook his masculine mind, Cambria continued to thrust with deepening eagerness. The greedier Cambria grew, the more Lykanos' body ached for release. Hoping to deepen the advance, she took her toes off the manacles and let her body slide into each plunge. As her back glided up and down against the steel, her squeals of intimate joy grew ever more excited.

Lost in the moment, Cambria pumped with vigor, savagely loving the added weight. Soon his member agreed, the bulbous base swelling as it gradually locked the two together in a seductive union. Lykanos felt the knot within her, a filling tightness that set her into a frenzy of passion. Another wave of elation washed over her, the womanly passage pulsing with a mind of its own. While her body was reeling from euphoric release, the wolf was having issues holding back. Cambria had assumed he'd easily overpower the testosterone and master his privates. He was sorely mistaken as a pent up flow of sticky warmth pushed out against his will, throb after throb filling up Lykanos' passage. Her scream of delight was as cute as it was perverted, the rat savoring the rush of her climax.

Lykanos was in heaven, basking in her afterglow. Cambria, on the other hand, while overjoyed, was a bit disappointed in her miscalculation. "I forgot about the knot. How long are we going to be stuck like this?"

With a deviously pleased smile of her own, Lykanos replied, "Anywhere from a few minutes to half an hour." With a sultry wink, she added, "Why not enjoy it? It is part of the canine experience, after all."