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Bob couldn't really say what it was that caught his eye, but she was an impressive figure. Small, slender, sporting a hot pink mohawk, she was standing there, leaning against a lantern, smoking a cigarette. She was wearing an old leather jacket with nothing but a bright green bra showing beneath it. Her hips – and not much more – were covered by cut-off jeans riddled with holes. Below that, on her somewhat shapely legs were equally damaged fishnets and finally heavy combat boots.

She wasn't a beauty, sure, but Bob really liked her looks. Her face reminded him a bit of a rodent, with her round nose, pierced with a heavy septum ring, broad ears and large dark eyes. She even sported slight buckteeth that protruded over her full lower lip whenever she took a drag from her cigarette.

When Bob went over to her, she snorted as if she didn't like his presence. Nevertheless he asked her: „How much?“

She smiled. Not a happy smile, but one that seemed to say „Fuck off, loser!“But she didn't say that.

„For you? 200, if you're quick“, she answered with a high-pitched but rough voice. Than she took another drag and blew smoke into Bobs face. „And you look like a quick one.“

Bob didn't answer. He breathed in deeply. He didn't have a smoke in weeks. Or a fuck. He really needed this.

„Sounds good.“

„Money up front!“, she ordered and Bob quickly complied. Cigarette in the corner of her mouth, she counted the bills. „Okay. Come along!“

Bob followed her down a narrow alleyway until they reached a dirty yard. There was nothing here, just a few dumpsters, trash and a discarded mattress.

„What? Here?“, Bob asked. „Listen, I have a hotel room on …“

„Yeah, fuck you!“, she replied. „I don't do that. It's here or nothing, sucker. If you don't like it you can have your money back, but that's your last chance.“

„Well …“, Bob hesitated. She was standing in front of him, her weight balanced on one leg, while tapping on the wet concrete with her other foot. Her hands, sporting finger-less leather gloves, were on her hips. She was more than one head smaller than him and probably in her late twenties. In an other setup, she could have been almost cute. But now she was just damned hot in his eyes. „Alright. Here it is, then.“

She showed a narrow smile. „Thought you'd say that.“

She blew another cloud of smoke into Bobs face, clearly having noticed how greedily he had sucked it in last time.

“What can I call you?"

She laughed. “Most tricks just call me 'that Punk Bitch', but if you need a name to scream, you can use Bunny."

“You don't look much like a Bunny, really."

“Fuck if I care." She took the cigarette out of her mouth and came closer to Bob. Before he could react, she had gripped him by the back of his head and pulled him down to her level. “I'll show you what kind of bunny I can be", she sharply whispered into his ear – followed by sticking her tongue deeply into it.

At the same time, her other hand – having dropped her cigarette – hooked into the rim of Bobs pants. His belt was still tight, so her nails could only slightly scratch the root of his dick, but the touch was already electric, coaxing a moan out of him. She quickly silenced him by pressing her lips against his. He was taken aback as she practically jammed his mouth open with her invading tongue, filling him with the taste of warm smoke and bubble gum. Bob was feeling his cock harden quickly under this treatment.

“Whoa, Bunny!", he breathed as soon as she let him. He really didn't expect to be kissed at all. Her taste lingered in his mouth, sharp and trashy.

“Yeah, whoa Bunny!", she agreed, letting go of him to produce a condom form her back pocket. “Go on, get your fucking dick out, so I can wrap it up."

Bob hurried to get his belt and fly open, while the woman ripped the condom package open with her teeth. While he was still holding his pants up, she was already squatting, fondling his package through his briefs.

“Ha, look at that!", she laughed. “You're already dripping like a horndog. I think this is going to be over in seconds. Fucking quick shot."

“Hey now!", Bob complained. “I'm paying you, you know!"

“Yeah, and you'll get worth your while, asshole", she sneered.

Bob knew she was right though. The way she was squatting in front of him with her legs spread wide, he could see everything her scant clothes revealed: The small cleavage, the outlines of her swollen pussy lips against the fabric of her short jeans. And her hand teasing his dick was almost too much.

“Tell ya what", she started again while she untangled his half-hard shaft from his briefs. “I'll make you an extra special offer. I'll take whatever cash you still have on you and you get unlimited shots. How's about that?"

Bob groaned internally. Why did it always have to come to that? As soon as these bitches had him where they wanted, they always asked for extra payment. Bob had slapped other prostitutes for this, but now, now he just couldn't. He really wanted this and since she already had most of his cash, it seemed like a good deal.

“Yeah, sure", he said.

Bunny grinned. “Sucker!"

Bob wanted to complain again, but at the same moment she started pumping his dick with her hand to get it to full hardness. She hadn't even taken her filthy gloves off! Somehow Bob thought this made the view even hotter.

“Come one, get it up already!", Bunny said. With a dissatisfied grunt, she pulled Bob's briefs down more, exposing his balls to the cool night air. “Yeah, those look nice and juicy!"

She lifted his cock and pressed her lips against his scrotum. Bob gasped as her tongue ran over the wrinkled skin, making it ripple. Bunny giggled. Then she opened her mouth wide, letting the whole ballsack sink into the wet and warm cave. Bobs fists clenched, still holding his pants halfway up. She looked up into his eyes, her face half covered by his now rock-hard erection and her cheeks fully stuffed. He could feel her nose ring touching the root of his penis. That was when she began to prod him with here tongue. At the same time she sucked at his balls – hard, almost painful.

“Fuck Bunny!", Bob shouted. “Fuck! Fuck!"

She winked, holding his gaze and not letting go of his scrotum either. He felt a hot, persistent tugging at his spine and tingling all over his skin. Precum smeared over Bunny's forehead as she continued to work. Slowly her ministrations felt more and more uncomfortable, as if she was clenching her mouth tighter. She was having more difficulties too, chocking, drooling, tears ruining her mascara.

“Oh Bunny, I think I …", Bob stated.

The woman suddenly coughed, spitting his drenched balls out. Bob moaned, trying not to stagger. His crotch felt heavy. His balls were reddened from the sucking, smeared with black lines from Bunny's lipstick. They looked big, his hard dick almost small in comparison.

Before he could ponder about the situation, Bunny had found her bearings again and put the condom she had been holding over the tip of his penis. With nimble fingers she pulled the tight fitting rubber all the way back. Bob was mesmerized.

“Well? Hey asshole?", Bunny shouted.

“What?"

“Go wild! You won't get a second chance like that!" She opened her mouth wide, pointing at it with both index fingers.

One look at that lewd, messy face was enough. He grabbed her wrists, pulling her close – dropping his plants in the process. She caught his shaft with her lips. As soon as he entered her, she took his hands, placing them on the shaved sides of her head, urging him to pound into her. When he shoved his dick in, he felt it hitting the back of her throat. She immideately gagged and pulled away.

“Ugh! Just fucking wait a moment!", she spat. “Go slowly until you are ready, you rat bastard!"

He clenched his teeth, not completely understanding what she meant, but saw no point in arguing. He tried again, slower this time.

Her mouth was so tight it felt like a vice. While she slowly bobbed forward and backward, smearing the remnants of her black lipstick along the condom, it felt like she would suck it right off. Bit by bit he felt her resistance lessen, allowing him to push further, faster. Within moments he was able to thrust into her, leading her head like he wanted to. She pursed her lips around his shaft, never relenting with her sucking. Reveling in the softer, looser feel that she provided as he sped up more.

He looked down at her, her green eyes turned up to him – and she winked again.

“Fuuuck!", he shouted, pulling her close, her forehead crashing into his belly. “Suck it bitch!" He came, his heavy balls churning against her chin. He felt spurt after spurt filling the condom in her mouth. In his mind he saw the reservoir filling on her tongue, like a fat, sticky balloon.

When he leaned against the filthy brick wall behind him, she pulled back, catching the tip of the condom with her teeth along the way. With one swift motion she pulled it off his softening dick, spilling a huge amount of cum out of it. Sticky droplets sprayed all over her chest, Bob's pants and briefs.

For a short moment, she held the condom between her teeth like a dripping trophy, than she spat it out and got up.

Bob felt spent and guilty. She had played him like a fiddle and God only knew how much money she wanted at the end.

“That was quick", she said, pulling another condom out of her back pocket. “I hope you can last a bit longer in my cunt. Believe it or not, I like it when I can actually feel something."

“Oh shut up!" He had had enough. His dick had already shrunken down, looking tiny nestled against his reddened balls. Damn, she had sucked too hard on them, they looked swollen. He should have shaved before too! He was stunned that she hadn't complained about the slight fuzz. Why was it gray at all?

“Do you want me or not, fucker?" Bunny was so close he could smell the rubber on her breath. She undid the button of her jeans, pulling the zipper down just a little bit, so he could spy some of her trimmed pubic hair. It was dyed pink too.

Bob felt his penis stir again. Oh, why not? It was his money, after all!

Bunny smiled. She leaned against one of the dumpsters, pulling her zipper down all the way, revealing her pussy. She wasn't wearing panties and Bob could see the wetness glistening.

„Come over her, you rat bastard!“

Bob obeyed, stepping out if his heaped pants, also leaving his shoes behind in the process. His socks clung loosely to his feet as the shuffled along the wet concrete.

„Yeah, just like that!“, Bunny said as he faced her. Again, she ripped the condom package open.

Bob felt, that he was rock hard, but still she had some difficulty to get the rubber on.

„That's to loose!“, he complained, not feeling right.

„Shut up and fuck me!“, she ordered. „I only give you one chance on my pussy.“

She leaned against the dumpster and spread her legs wide. The she used one hand to pull him closer, the other hand to guide him in.

„Yeeah! You're sooo biiig!“, she groaned in an exaggerated manner. Then she burst out in laughter „Ho, haha! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Here, just fuck me!“

She wasn't nearly as tight as Bob had hoped and it was awkward doing it standing up. His back started to hurt immediately, a dull pressing pain just above his ass. But it felt good. Her head was on level with his and he kept staring in those wonderful green eyes. Her mouth was slightly open, giving tiny gasps with every thrust he made. When her buck teeth bit down on her lips, Bob couldn't help himself and kissed her.

At first she seemed to be into it, welcoming his tongue, but then she flinched and pulled back quickly.

“Ouch! Watch those teeth, rat!", she snapped. “No more kissing from now on, you hear me?"

Bob was taken aback and ran his tongue over his teeth. Something wasn't right here. His upper and lower incisors felt longer and sharper. When he closed his mouth they scraped past each other. His other teeth felt further apart than he was used to.

“Thath …" he started, with a lisp that he hadn't anticipated. “… thrange. My teeth …"

“Forget about your teeth!", Bunny snarled. “You're busy right now."

She dug her nails into the back of his head and pressed his face between her small tits. “How?" he thought for a moment. Shouldn't he be much taller then her? He was standing straight up too, while she had her legs spread.

He smelled her sweaty skin and his own cum stains, the scent of her cunt. He smelled everything. That drove a hot nail right into his brain. He just wanted to fuck her, nothing was more important. He sped up, his balls felt as if they were about to burst as the slapped against her calves.

“Yeah, just like that, rat. Faster! Faster, hurry up. Hurry up and fucking cum already!", Bunny murmured into his hair, while her hand tugged at his ear. “Just empty those bloated balls inside that rubber. Waste it all!"

Her other hand massaged something at his lower back. There shouldn't have been anything there! But this thought was quickly lost in a haze of lust. He only wanted to hump into her and fill her!

Easier said then done, though. He felt as if he was almost slipping out of her every time he pulled back. The condom didn't help either, it was as if he got tangled in it. His shirt was getting in the way between them too.

“Fuck! You looth cunt!", he swore under his breath.

Bunny just laughed out loud. “Maybe your dick is just too small, wimp."

“Bi.. bith!" He hardly could get the word out at all. His upper lip felts swollen and his nose hurt more than it should from being pressed against her tits. He could even see it, when he crossed his eyes.

“Wha?", he asked taking one of his hands off Bunny's hip to touch it. It felt strangely broad, with much more beard than should be there. Some hairs were especially long, stiff and sensitive.

At the same time he kept grinding into Bunny. Suddenly he found a good spot to get some friction. With just a few more shallow thrusts he was at the edge, the strangeness forgotten.

“Yeeth… thooo goood!", he yowled.

“Cum for me, rat!"

“Squeeek!"

It was a short, intensive burst, a clenching and ripping feeling from the core of his ballooning balls right into his brain. He felt his upper lip split as he cried out – and it was over. His head slumped against Bunny's bare stomach.

She gently pushed his shoulder, forcing him one step back. The condom fell from his limp dick as he pulled out and splashed on the floor. He felt dizzy, a numb pressure in his mind. As his hands went up to his head to hold it, he immediately noticed how strange is ears felt: Smoother, fuzzy and much, much larger.

“Wha? Wha the fuck?", he slurred. “Wath happening?"

Bunny was still leaning against the dumpster, pants unzipped and her bra pushed up, exposing one of her tits while the was wildly pleasuring herself.

“Yeah! That's so fucking hot", she moaned. “You rat bastard, oooh, you dirty, fucking rat! Go on, come on! Keep turning!"

“Turning?", Bob repeated, trying to get his bearings through the fuzz in his head.

He could see that his nose had grown even more, parts of his cheeks had moved into his field of vision. He could even see some of his overgrowing grayish beard and some distinct … whiskers? Rat?

He looked down his nude form in shock. His body seemed to have lost all of its former definition. His belly had rounded and was sagging so much that he couldn't see his penis at all. His balls however were so large and pendulous, that they peeked past the side of his new chub. His hips had widened, giving him a strange, broad stance, while his feet … they sprawled almost like clawed hands.

Dumbfolded he looked up at Bunny. She was so tall! The woman was still furiously jamming her hand into her pussy, flicking her clit with her thumb. She was sweating, biting the collar of her leather west, without taking her eyes of him.

Bob felt his balls tickle and hardness returning into his hidden member. He could already feel it pressing against his abdomen.

“Yeah, fucking dirty rat!", Bunny moaned. “Do it! Jerk it, sucker! God you are so hot like this!"

Bob looked at his hand. It was much larger than he remembered and strange gray fuzz began to grow at his arm. Still, the red tip of his dick appearing past his distended bellybutton was to tempting. He grabbed his penis. It felt strange and smooth, but very, very good. So he did what he was told.

Bunny laughed, hear breathing heavy. “Good beast, filthy rodent!"

“Yeesh!", he hissed in response, the sharp noise hurting his tender ears.

What was he doing? He was turning into a rat. He could feel his growing incisors, he could see his board muzzle. “No! Thtop! Not rat!"

“Ha, then why don't you just stop wanking your ugly little rat dick?", Bunny sneered.

He thought hard. Yes, why not? “Don' wanna… need fuck!", he lisped. That was right. He needed to fuck. He gave his cock another experimental jerk. That wasn't right, was it?

Suddenly Bunny wiggled out of her pants and squatted down in front of him. Bob shivered as he admired her huge form in front of her. Her mohawk was squished in the back, her lipstick smeared. Her lips were slightly open, she was panting through her teeth. Her skin was reddened and sweaty, betraying her excitement as well as her pulled down bra.

Bunny sniggered. “Here, fuck me!"

Bob squeaked and gazed at her spread pussy, hovering above him. His head jerked here and there, looking for a way to get up there. How was he going to do that.

“Here, let me help ya, rat!" Bunny reached down to him.

For one second he thought she was going to lift him up, but instead she formed a fist with her fingers. They were slick with her juices and the scent impossible to resist.

“Sqquee need… fuck!", Bob chittered, jumping forward. His clawed hands grabbed her forearm. His hips pumped, trying to find a good spot between her fingers. “Breed! Breed" His furry balls slapped against her thumb as he humped away. His thin penis finally found a fold in her soggy glove.

“Yeah, breed my fucking hand you disgusting little prick", Bunny moaned, while her other hand started to work at her clit again. “Spill that useless jizz. Finish it up."

Fur crept over his hunched, pulsing back while his claws scraped over her skin until they couldn't reach her wrist anymore. His spine rattled as his tail stretched to its final length.

Bunny could feel him shuddering as she was close herself.

“Cum, you rat bastard, cum!", she moaned, driving herself over the edge.

“Squeak!"

He spurted a tiny bead of rat jizz into her hand. She quickly pulled away and got up, her legs still shaking.

“Wow", she breathed. “Huh. That… that was good."

She picked up her pants, wiped her fingers on it and quickly slipped into the. Adjusting her bra, she cast one last look at the confused, fat rat sitting on the soiled ground.