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It was almost a normal day for Sim. Sim was a brown rat, with off white fur from just above his nose down the front of his neck to his chest. The went over his stomach, all the way down to his groin. He was an inspector, tasked with going through the cities restaurants to make sure everything was up to code. And most largely had been. Hell, some were even good enough for him to stay for lunch after the inspection. This was one of those days. And oh, how he regretted it. Ever since he ate at the small burger joint in the corner of its street he had felt off. He was slightly lightheaded and had an infernal itch on his balls. Should have known something was off with the place named RATions. Of course, the chubby rat had thought about calling the doctors about it already but decided against it. At least for now. He just had to finish his paperwork about the day's inspections, and he was free to get some cream for it. And if that didn't help, then he'd go to the doctors.

Lucky for him, his small cubicle was one person one, and he had all the privacy one could wish for in his situation. He kept shifting and scratching. While no one was there to see him, he was sure some of his co-workers heard his grunting. But there was little he could do about that. He did hear some under their breath comments in the surrounding cubicles, but he didn't care. He didn't have the patience to care about some office gossip.

After what felt like hours of being uncomfortable, he finally got up from his seat and headed towards the office bathrooms. Sim couldn't walk straight, and he was sure the colleagues he ran across noticed. How could they not? They smiled awkwardly to him as he passed them. And he couldn't do anything but smile back. Of course, there were those, that tried to stop him, asking if he's alright. But he couldn't stop and chat with those that tried. He just walked past them, muttering that he's fine, till he reached his goal. The near absolute privacy of the toilets. He barely managed to lock the door behind him before his pants were down. He sat down on the toilet and started to examine his sack. Everything seemed... Fine. There was nothing that he could see that would cause the itching. Maybe some swelling, but that's nothing he'd worry himself over. Quietly cursing to himself, Sim went over the testicles and the skin, but it was all for nothing. Everything was as it had been that morning, as far as he knew.

And now it wasn't just the itching. The attention he gave his groin coaxed an erection. Sim could do nothing but sigh in defeat. The rat slowly got up and pulled his pants back up, tucking his cock in as best he could so it wouldn't be noticeable. Without to make his way back to his desk. Rubbing the back of his neck, he tried his best to act natural. But his slightly dishevelled fur didn't help.

The rat continued his day, working as fast as he could. His work was sloppy. He just kept telling himself that it was more important to get this done and fix it later, so he can go home than doing it properly the first time. All throughout it he kept shifting in his seat and getting up for a few seconds before sitting back down. The fact that the co-workers started to swing by his cubicle didn't help either. Most were asking if he was ok, while others were obviously just checking on him and disguising it as just coming over for a word. He kept shooing them away, saying he's fine and have just a cold. Most were happy enough with just that but told him to go home. But he had to get the papers done before he could go. It was policy and all.

Every passing second felt like a week, until it finally got unbearable. Without a word he shot up and almost ran back into the bathroom. In the last couple of hours of his work the erection hadn't died down. He almost slammed the door closed behind him as soon as he reached the small toilet and as fast as he could pulled his pants down. He started looking over his sack again. The fur... Had it gotten thinner? The rat furrowed his brow as he kept looking them over. He found a few odd nubs on the skin under the still left fur. Had they always been there? The balls had swollen a bit more as well. Not enough to worry him yet by itself, but combined with everything else, the rat couldn't help but wonder what was going on. The rodent was thoroughly confused. He tried to scratch at them, but they were sensitive. The rat winched slightly at the feeling and brushed his finger over one, trying to sooth it. And to his surprise it felt nice, and his cock twitched in response. For the split second his finger went over the nub, the itching disappeared. Sim licked his lips and dragged his finger over it gently again.

Sim gasped as his cock twitched once more. The rat closed his eyes tight and moved his hands to his face. The itching had disappeared when he did that, and it felt really good. He knew he shouldn't start masturbating at work, but what choice did he have? He had done a shit job so far and would be getting yelled at for one thing. If not this, for the paperwork. So why not get it over quickly and do the paperwork properly. Hell, if he were fast and stealthy enough, no one would ever know, right? He sat down on the toilet and leaned back, looking at the ceiling. The itching was coming back again. He had to make his choice, and quick, while he was still fine enough to.

"Damn it..." he muttered to himself as he reached for his cock. What choice did he really have? The itching was unbearable. He let out a sigh and wrapped his fingers around his cock gently and started to move. Sim's other hand moved to his groin, and he started to play with the nubs. His entire body twitched as he got into it. Moving his hand along his length, and gently massaging his sack. The tips of his fingers gently rubbed the small nubs. It all felt incredible.

Sim closed his eyes as he stroked himself, trying to get it over with as fast as possible. He hoped whatever it was, would be done with once he came. The rodent didn't notice while he was massaging his balls, that they had begun to swell even more. Slowly at first, but the more he masturbated, the larger the sack got. All without him noticing it. As it started to press against his legs, Sim spread them, thinking it was nothing but that he was sitting uncomfortably.

Soon enough the rat felt himself at the edge and pre leaked from his tip. He breathed hard as he gripped harder on his cock and moved faster. But his efforts were for nothing. He couldn't reach his climax. Sim groaned as he shifted as he slightly pinched one of the nubs. They had grown to about half an inch in length as the rat had played. And his cock jerked, oh so close to cumming. But he didn't. He looked down to his groin in frustration, and his eyes went wide. The sack was at least three times its normal size. He reeled back at the sight, and accidentally kicked the bathroom door as he did. "What the...!?" He almost yelled. He had lost all fur on his balls. Mouth agape he slowly moved his hand over his groin. It was sensitive. More so than ever before. He swallowed hard as he looked the now furless balls over. He didn't hate what he saw. Hell, he liked it in a way. The rat didn't have a clue as to what was happening, but slowly he started to move his hands again. He let out a slight moan as he watched his sack slowly start getting larger again. Sim gently pinched the nipples, as he started to call them, while he slowly stroked his cock.

As he was getting lost in the moment, he heard a knock on the door. Sim's breath caught as he heard someone on the other side of the door. "Someone in there? You alright?" His eyes slowly moved to the door. He couldn't say anything and just hoped that they'd just go away. It seemed like everything rushed though his head at once. His wonders on what's going on. The lust he was feeling. And not least of all, the who the person was on the other side of the door. He kept his hands moving and his eyes darted between his groin and the door. Sim relaxed as there was no follow up questions, sure he had all the privacy he'd want in there. And as all signs pointed to him having his privacy, Sim's focus shifted his attention to the task at hand.

Soon enough his sack slowed it's growing down as it got closer to the size of a soccer ball, and the rat smiled. He caressed the udder his balls had become. He gave the nipple a small, gentle squeeze. A small drop of white liquid leaked out. The rat took it to his muzzle and gave it a taste. It tasted weird. It was salty, and had fruity hints like his cum usually did, but it was oddly milky. He didn't mind it though. The itching was gone entirely. All that was left was his erection. Sim gave the door one last view. It seemed like there was no one on the other side anymore. Who ever it was really left then, making Sim sigh a sigh of relief. He began stroking himself more. He moved his thumb over the tip of his cock each time it reached the top. He smiled as he watched pre slowly leaking from his tip again, staining his fingers. He twitched slightly as his pleasure built up again, and he was getting closer to his climax once more. Each stroke brought him closer and made him breathe harder. Sim moaned slightly as he reached the edge once more. But this time, there was nothing keeping him from cumming. His breath caught as he reached his peak. The rat leaned back as cum flew from his cock and hit the door.

As he enjoyed the feeling and the view, the person on the other side of the door tried the handle. Sim's eyes quickly darted to the source of the noise. "Oh fuck." He whispered. In his hurry he hadn't remembered to lock it. He quickly tried to move hide his groin as the door opened, not realizing in his haste that he should call out. Once the door fully opened, he looked up. There he was. His boss, staring down at him. The bigger bull blinked in surprise. "Wha..." He started. The bull couldn't say more. And neither could Sim. Cock hard as a rock, little liquid on his fingers from his udder on his fingers and cum on the door of the restroom.