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The rat king awoke to another day. With a yawn and stretch he shook off the remaining sleepiness he felt. He was eager to face another day. How could he not when he had a beautiful bride to call his own and a kingdom full of subjects that adored him just as he adored them. Pulling the sheets of his bed aside he revealed his morning wood and fat balls that were brimming with seed. Camilla was still a bit adamant. She complied with his wishes but still looked upon him with disgust. The king didn't mind that as he got what he wanted, a gorgeous human female that he had already knocked up with his spunk. Her stomach was swollen and heavy with what was certainly a litter. His lineage would go on for quite some time.

A servant was waiting in the room for him. He asked if the king was feeling well. The ruler responded that he was and asked for the day's scheduled events. The servant told him that it was the day that he saw a few valued members of the kingdom to hear how things were going. Climbing out of his makeshift bed and running his hands along his permanently greasy fur, the king made himself "presentable." He was still sporting an erection that made the servant both a bit embarrassed and aroused.

It wasn't just his good leadership that made him so beloved. After getting himself ready, adorning his crown as a symbol of his position, the king was finally leaving his own personal chamber. He breathed in the usual reek of the sewers and had no problem prowling around in the low light that the glowing crystals provided. He walked down the tunnel until he was in front of a separate room that Camilla insisted on having. Knocking on the door beforehand and then pushing it open revealed his pregnant wife. She was hardly dressed and looking at him expectantly. He made a motion for Camilla to come with him and she did so. He could remember a time when she was so defiant. His attempts to please and woo her had failed. But in time he turned her into an obedient wife that did as she was told.

The pair were walking through the tunnels together, heading for the main area where the king would address his subject, hearing their reports and possible grievances. As they grew closer to the throne area, the king spotted two of his subjects. They were hidden in darkness but his eyes could still see them. A much larger dark furred rat talking to a smaller and lighter furred one. The bigger one was a guard whereas the smaller one was another servant.

What seemed to be an idle conversation was really the guard flirting with the servant, promising a good time as he pulled his loincloth aside to show off the tip of his cock. The rest was slowly easing out of the sheath and his fat rat balls were on full display. The king slowed his pace so he could see the servant's reaction. The thinner rat stammered but was clearly impressed by what he saw.

The servant came in close to get a better look and the bigger rat was quick to snatch him up. He was lifted up and held as his cock grew to full mast. The king lost sight of them but he could hear the gasp and grunt that came from the other rats, followed by a series of pants and huffs.

They finally reached the main area and the throne was waiting for the king. With his cock still erect and bobbing between his legs, the rat came up to the throne and he sat himself down. He was wearing nothing more than his crown, showing his body off to anyone else in the main area. But there was a reason for that. He sat down and got himself comfortable upon the throne.

He patted the side of the throne, wordlessly telling his wife to approach him. Camilla did so, walking up to the throne. She didn't stand beside it but kneeled in front of it and her husband. With him already being nude and his cock presented to the human, it was as simple as gripping the shaft and thumping the tip against her lips.

Camilla opened her mouth to receive the grimy and strong smelling cock. The taste was just as potent; the moment her tongue made contact with the cock's skin, Camilla's taste buds were assaulted by the remnants of various fluids. The king sat back on the throne. He didn't need to watch and just listened to the wet sounds of her mouth starting to work on his shaft. There was a distinct pleasure felt from it as well. So far Camilla was just giving attention to the tip, even swirling her tongue all around the circumference, cleaning up some of the strong tasting mix that coated it.

A moan came from the leading rat as her head began to sink downwards, taking in more of his inches. Slowly but surely, the woman was taking in his throbbing inches, eventually bottoming out. She had even taken some of his cock into her throat. A few muffled noises came from her, reacting to the griminess that was coating her taste buds. He grunted and rubbed the top of her head, tracing his fingers through her silky hair. The king and the other rats had embraced the filth of the sewers but Camilla always kept herself so clean. It made her body so exotic. So exotic and arousing. Her lips were pressed firm to his crotch by his hand pushing down a bit further, forcing Camilla to take in even more.

He slowly started moving his hand, guiding Camilla's head up and down. The latter of his shaft was already grinding along the wall of his wife's throat. The king reacted to the pleasure that came from this, gripping the armrest of his throne with his other hand. He never tired of how soft and warm her mouth was. A grin spread across his muzzle as he eased his head off. Camilla continued to bob her head, working her tongue all over his inches while also caressing some of it with the tightness of her throat.

"Bring in the subjects," the king announced, clapping his now free hands together. Some nearby rats in waiting nodded and they brought in the first that was scheduled to speak with the ruler.

The first to step in was a brown furred rat, being a bit chubbier than the others. He was wearing nothing more than a loincloth but his wrists were decorated with woven bands, making him stand out somewhat among the others. He approached the throne and addressed his king with a bow. The king acknowledged him while still being sucked off.

"How did the raid go?" the king asked. He groaned again, placing his head on Camilla's head to speed up the pace of the blowjob. With the increased pleasure, the ruler couldn't help but thrust his length deep into the squeezing windpipe.

"We managed to steal from three passing caravans. Two of them were carrying food and another was full of all kinds of shiny things. We're still moving them through the tunnels. It should all be here by tomorrow," the brown rat explained.

"Very good," the king marveled. He again took a moment to enjoy the blowjob, an expression of delight washing over his face before he spoke again. "We can hold a celebration when they arrive. And make sure the shiny things reach the treasure room."

"I will, your majesty," the brown rat said. That was the end of his report. He was to return and make sure the others got the things through the tunnels but he lingered for a bit, watching his king enjoy the feeling of a soft passage moving up and down his cock. The servants saw him out and for a short amount of time, the king was left to focus on his partner.

The king placed his hand on Camilla's head again to keep her steady while he began thrusting against the soft tongue and into the hot throat with greater speed. Camilla was groaning and even gagging a bit around the shaft that was plunging itself into the depths of her esophagus.

The attendants announced the arrival of the next subject and the king allowed it, allowing them to come in. An average looking gray rat had come in, wearing nothing out of the ordinary either. As he stepped up to the throne, the king hissed and unloaded his cum into the human's throat. His big balls never failed to pump large amounts of seed into her and Camilla managed to drink the stuff down, the heat rushing down into her stomach.

The subject gazed upon the look of bliss on his king's face and heard the sounds of Camilla gulping. It was more than enough to make him erect as well, his loincloth lifting up in an obvious way. He addressed his king with a shaky voice and watched Camilla's head being pulled from the king's cock, thick strings of cum still clinging to her lips.

"We have found a new source of coin for you, my king."

The king had Camilla reposition herself. Getting on her hands and knees, having her backside pointed at the sitting rat. The king scooted up to the edge of the throne seat. Taking hold of her smooth hips, the rat pressed his cock to her ass and he slowly pushed it in. Camilla made a sound in response to her rim being slowly stretched but was trying to contain herself, not wanting everyone to hear her. The king huffed as he felt the added tightness of her clenching ass. He had to regain his composure and made a motion with one of his hands for the other rat to continue.

"He seems to be some kind of noble passing through town. I heard him talking through one of the grates. He talks very much about how much coin he has. I followed him from below and found where he is staying," the rat explained with excitement.

"Oh, that is fantastic news," the king said. The underground rats had no real need for human currency but purchasing Camilla showed just how powerful it could be. Of course they couldn't rise from the sewers and take on jobs. The humans showed time and time again that they weren't fond of their kind. So the rats found ways to snatch coin here and there. A wealthy noble in town promised to bring them many coins all at once.

While listening to his subject, the king had been gently humping against the soft lining of Camilla's ass. As time passed, he sped up and put a bit more force into his actions. He was reaching his cock deep into the hot passage, pumping nearly all of his inches out and back in. Precum was leaking into her, providing added lubrication that he was quick to capitalize on. The smacks of his body and balls knocking against her were easily heard with his moans and Camilla's restrained noises.

"Keep an eye on him and when the time is right, take as much as you can. I'll arrange a group to accompany you," the king approved. The gray rat nodded and saw himself out, again leaving the king to focus on his partner. Even faster now, he was slamming his cock into her ass. Reaching in deep caused the hole to squeeze down, making the pleasure even greater for him. The precum was freely leaking from his tip and as more came oozing out, it was all the easier for his cock to slide in deep and with greater ease. Moaning and huffing, he basked in the feelings that overtook his body. He was also showing off his sexual prowess to the attendants at the room's entrance and the next rat that was walking in.

This rat had blonde fur and he was noticeably smaller than those who came before. He had a pouch attached to his side. It was dangling and swinging from the weight of its contents. The rat showed his respect to the king and greeted him, also being taken with the sight of the ruler pounding into his mate.

"My king. I found the surface things that you wanted," the blonde rat said, drawing attention to the already obvious pouch on his side.

The king was pleased to hear that. Those things weren't for him but for his wife. The king still lavished his wife with gifts and if she wanted a few things from the surface, the ruling rat would do his best to get her them. In this case he had made a list and tasked this rat in particular with gathering the things his partner wanted.

While praising his loyal subject, the king continued pounding his wife, his body smacking against hers and his pants getting deeper as he came all the closer to another climax. The sounds of their sex was echoing throughout the main room and it clearly aroused the blonde rodent. The king had one of the attendants take the pouch. The items inside were revealed and everything on the list had been gathered.

"Very good. I'm sure my wife is very pleased to have her human things. In fact, I think it's best if she gives you your reward," the king said, offering his wife's free mouth to the proud collector.

The blonde rat was more than happy to accept the reward. He came up to the woman and he was quick to snatch off his loincloth. While cleaner than the king, the smaller rat still had a sweaty and musty cock that sprung free from his sheath. It poked against the human's soft lips and Camilla opened her mouth to allow the shaft inside. The flavors of sweat and old cum reached her tongue, being not as strong as the king's. It was still more than enough to make her groan around it, but she accepted the cock. After all, she asked for these things and the rat had gone through the trouble of going to the surface and nabbing them.

The blonde rodent wasted no time shoving his cock into the freshly used throat, moving his hips with nearly the same power and quickness that the king was pounding her ass with. He gasped, his cock throbbing and leaking precum over the woman's tongue. Camilla was working with him, moving her tongue around; sliding and twirling it around. She made more of those muffled sounds, being thrust into from either end. The king was surprised by how roughly his subject was using her mouth but was also amused and further aroused by having his wife's throat swabbed by another musky and dripping shaft. Fat balls, being blonde in color, were rocking and smacking against the lady's chin and his moans were released without restraint, showing how much he was enjoying this.

It was obvious that the underling was enjoying himself, evident by his loud moans and the expressions of delight that were easily seen on his face. With the pleasure rising higher, he gripped the woman's head and started thrusting in with greater passion, enough to rock the queen's head. Her moans and gags grew louder while the heavy thumps of the sack grew louder, repeatedly bouncing against her chin, smearing its sweat, grease, and scent onto her face.

Going so fast and roughly, the rat was unable to hold back and he announced his climax. His plump orbs drew up and he was shooting ropes of his spunk into Camilla's mouth. It wasn't as much as the king usually unloaded but still more than enough to overflow her throat if she didn't start drinking it down. The other rat had finished pumping his load and pulled his softening and retreating cock free as he sighed deeply.

"Keep up the good work and you will be rewarded again," the king promised. The other rat nodded and made his leave, being very much satisfied.

"Did you enjoy that?" the king asked the human.

Camilla didn't answer with words but did nod a bit, much to the rodent's amusement.

Before the next came in, the king slammed himself all the closer to his climax. Groaning and hissing while dragging his claws against the human's soft skin, he came and pumped his seed deep into the squeezing. Heavy doses of seed surged from his pulsing balls and that led to Camilla feeling the surge of heat and stickiness. Her ass was being gradually filled up as the king's climax was still lasting. When he came down from the bliss of shooting his seed, the king was impressed with his own virility. As he pulled his cock free, he watched the musky and viscous load leak out. His attention was taken away from that when the next rat came in, being one of the rat's most trusted guards.

He was an impressive male. Strong and wide bodied. In fact, he had been one of the rats that brought his bride to him all those months ago.

The rat welcomed him in with a graciousness that the ones before hadn't received. He was more than another loved subject. This guard was a loved friend that was immediately encouraged to join in on the fun. The king stood up from the throne and had his wife come along with him. Having her down on her hands and knees again, the leading rat got behind her, aiming and poking his cocktip against Camilla's soft and wet folds.

While he aimed to push his cock inside, the guard rat was behind him. His loincloth had come off and his erection was fully out of the fat sheath. The king looked back and marveled at the other male's shaft, it being just a bit bigger than his own. Cum was still leaking from Camilla's and it was used as a lube that the king smeared all over his cocktip. He was first to push his cock inside, sliding his inches along the hot and already slick lining. It was nearly right after that the king sighed, feeling another male's cock stretching and filling his own tailhole. The guard has carefully eased himself in at first but took hold of the king, wrapping his arms around the other male's chest before thrusting the rest of his length in.

Together, the rats began to thrust, both having a hole snugly wrapped around their cock. They were all moaning out together, the males openly basking in the growing pleasure that came from this. The king was especially enjoying the dual sources of pleasure that came from penetrating and also being penetrated. The guard was already thrusting roughly, making sure that the king felt his fat cock spearing its way into his depths.

"How are things going with the expansion?"

"It's going well, my king." The guard paused to hum and then grunt, unleashing another firm thrust that led to his cock being plunged deep into the king's tight and greasy hole. The smells of their potent musks were mixing together and wafting out for everyone in the main room to smell. "We have already cleared away a blockage that has given us access to a new place. Although we have yet to find out where it leads."

"Good, good." The ruler was more focused on the pleasure that was coursing through his body. He never tired of the snug softness that his bride provided but having someone to rut him at the same time increased the pleasure exponentially. They picked up the pace, their balls again smacking against the one they were penetrating. The excess of leaked precum made their thrusts wet and sloppy in both feel and in sound.

Being unable to stand it any longer, the king raised his voice and spurt more of his cum into his wife, this time flooding her pussy with his seed. It was the same fluid that had gotten Camilla so heavy with his soon to be born children.

The guard was still going strong and was even shoving his cock in even harder, striking the king's prostate each time and with enough force to keep the ruler hard. His cock was still throbbing inside of Camilla's pussy but he was more concerned about the intense anal pleasure that radiated throughout his body.

"Hmm. Perfect. Keep pounding my kingly ass. Just like that. And I think I'm ready for another round with my beloved. Let's see if I can increase the number of whelps inside of you." He started pushing his cock into the clenching pussy again, his groans renewed as he felt the doubled pleasure coursing through him again.

It was a second round for the king but the guard was still going steady, having yet to blow his own load. His power and stamina was something to be admired. The sizable erection was still leaking heavily and this made the monarch's tailhole overly lubricated and much too easy to penetrate.

The three got lost in the pleasure of rutting. The king was back to moaning and panting. His cock was sailing smoothly along the pussy's lining. Camilla was reacting to it all as well. She had clearly tried to keep her moans at bay but had failed and she even came around her husband's cock, adding to the wet and slick state of her sex. In time the king worked his way back up to slamming himself inside with the same fervor that he had before, being on the same level as the guard again.

He was again being put through an immense amount of pleasure, plunging his cock as far as he could into the gripping passage while also having his ass stuffed and his prostate stimulated without let up. After a few more direct strikes and presses to the extra sensitive button, the king raised his voice again. It echoed out as he deposited yet another hefty climax into his wife. At this point Camilla's stomach was heavy from all of the loads and her senses were frazzled from all of the rocking, the intense smells of sex and musk, along with the relentless pounding of her aching and overfilled pussy.

Of course the king's focus was on his orgasm. While shooting his spunk, his ass was also clenching down on the cock that was still inside of him, pumping into the slick tunnel of plush and hot flesh. Grunting and holding the king's body tighter, the guard was really showing how talented and dominant he was. The sound of his balls swinging and making contact could be heard by everyone and the king was still crying out despite his climax being over.

The king was in complete bliss, being overjoyed that he had the perfect wife and a dedicated stud that was just as loyal to him. He endured as best he could. Pitched moans and whimpers came from him but there was no shame felt. By pushing himself back and reaching his hands back to caress the other rodent's sculpted body, the monarch wordlessly showed how appreciative he was.

The guard's panting was becoming heavier, his breath being hot on the king's flicking ear. His thrusts were becoming even stronger and faster, less controlled and nearly too much for the receiving male to take. The guard had outlasted two of the king's climaxes but he was finally at his own limit. Throwing his head back and howling out for all nearby to hear, the bulky rat blew a large load. HIs drawn up balls were visibly pulsing and the gasping king felt himself being flooded with seed, his own stomach was starting to swell a bit, also becoming a bit heavy from the sheer amount of musky rat essence that the guard was expelling.

***

"You're even more alluring pregnant," the king praised with a sweet tone of voice. This comment made Camilla blush and she even smiled a bit. The two were in a private bath. While the rat preferred his usual state and smell, he had to admit there was something comforting about sitting in the heated clean water. Camilla had cleaned herself with some of the soap that had been fetched from the surface. While she smelled nice, the rodent's instincts kicked in again. As his mate, Camilla had to have some trace of him attached to her.

He rose up, standing in the water while Camilla remained sitting. Her upper body was out of the warm water and that was his chosen target. Being already without his loincloth, the rodent felt his cocktip slide from his protective sheath. The still slimy and unclean tip twitched before hot and dark colored piss came spraying out.

The strong smelling liquid struck and poured over Camilla. She gasped at first but made no attempts to move, wordlessly embracing the act. The king grinned and began to freely mark his wife. He moved his tip to make sure that his urine soaked the parts of her that were untouched by the water. That included her face.

The scent of his urine was already overpowering the soap's sweet fragrance. A deep sigh came from the rodent. He was satisfied with his marking and continued to relieve himself, simply enjoying the pleasure of draining the rest from his bladder. He kept his stream focused on Camilla until it was too weak to reach her. When finished his cock fully retreated into the sheath again and he sighed again, being satisfied in more ways than one.

Camilla cleaned herself up again but noticeably didn't scrub enough to clean away the smell of his husband. He smiled from that and came in close to kiss her, shoving his tongue far into mouth and into her throat. With more and more time spent in the sewers, Camilla was becoming more used to her new life and in moments of privacy, she allowed herself to show that she was enjoying her husband's company.

Being already close together, the rat pulled his tongue back into his mouth and he began to move himself downwards. His attention was brought down to her expanded belly. He carefully ran his claws hands along the curvature, feeling the whelps moving against his touch. While moving his hand back up again, the king noticed her breasts.

He hadn't noticed that they had gotten even bigger since the last time he took a good look at them. Full and soft looking, he couldn't resist reaching his hands out to get a feel of them. He was especially drawn in by the sight of the plump nipples on the ends. His rough fingers were already roaming. Planting his thumbs on the nipples made Camilla shiver and moan.

This reaction encouraged the king and teasing them further caused the nipples to get erect from his touch. Camilla let another moan when the king gave one of her breast's extra attention via easing his mouth on it. He began softly sucking on her tit while teasing the nipple further with his tongue.

He suckled and worked his tongue for a bit of time but suddenly stopped, tasting something unexpected on his tongue. The flavor was a bit sweet. It was something warm and smooth. Camilla was blushing harder when the king eased his mouth off. His hand was wet as well. It had been caressing the other breast and was now a bit sticky with what turned out to be his bride's lactating breast milk. With that knowledge in mind, the king eagerly lapped up the fluid and began to suck it out, much to Camilla's growing delight. He gave the first one attention with his mouth before moving onto the other one, having licked and sucked until they had nothing more to give. He eased his mouth back again and drew his tongue over his lips, lapping up the last of the cream.

"Exquisite. My children will love it." The rat king kissed his bride again and then helped her out of the bath, getting her dry and down the tunnel towards their separate bedrooms. But to his surprise, Camilla asked to share the makeshift bed he had. The king nodded and smiled, eagerly leading her inside and lying down next to him. The old, unchanged bedding reeked heavily of him but Camilla didn't seem to mind, actually keeping herself close to him as they slowly drifted off to sleep.