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"Thanks for agreeing to help, my mom is gonna have my ass if I get a C on that upcoming Algebra test!" Cody Cassy gently punched his friend's arm, causing the dark-haired boy to glance at him, drawing his eyes away from the panorama of suburban life they walked through on the way home from school. On either side of the road, similar houses lined the streets, lawns scattered with chunky plastic play forts or plump men with lawn mowers dragging them across the grass.

Dominic chuckled before he nodded towards his friend, "Yeah, yeah. You'll pay for it later. Trust me." The male moved his gaze away from that of his friend, studying the houses as they passed, watching for the familiar one.

Cody shrugged to himself, flicking the sweep of pale blonde hair that fell over his eyes out of the way before he dropped his head and continued walking, bracing his shoulders slightly against the breeze and tugging his sweatshirt sleeves further down over his hands.

After a short pause, Dominic interjected again. "Why is it so fuckin' cold already? Kennington is supposed to be a warm place for families..." His nose wrinkled and his voice whined mockingly, both hands splayed in front of him while he mocked the common phrase.

Cody chuckled. "Kennington- the place for your perfect three child household, we're so great it doesn't even get cold in the fall!" He paused and glanced at the dark-haired boy beside him. "Get a brain. It's cold out! This isn't California!"

Dominic scowled at Cody's playful burn, "three children isn't even the norm, dude."

"Yeah, mom should have stopped after she had me and Jan, we'd be perfect without Jill." He agreed in the common tone of a brother bashing on his younger sister. "Especially without her stupid snake, that thing just gives me the creeps. Life would be much better without *that* thing!"

Dominic laughed softly in sympathy and amusement for his friend's plight, clapping the male on one shoulder before he spotted the familiar cropping of potted plants on one of the porches and his shoulder jerked towards it. "That's the one, right?"

Cody glanced towards his house, already starting to walk up the path before he replied, "Yeah, this is the place."

Dominic smiled to himself, glimpsing the shadowy shape of a woman moving in the kitchen window, bustling through the motions of cooking a meal for her widowed family, cooking only for her three children rather than a husband.

Inside, Cecilia Cassy spotted the boys making their way up her walk and paused in her meal preparation to watch them, pondering to herself. "Now why is this boy so interested in coming..."

On the sidewalk outside, the soldier male hurried up towards the path in front of Cody, nearly five feet in front of him. A small scowl curled the woman's lips while her hands moved into the soapy, hot water waiting in the sink for the spattering of cooking dishes that had been tucked into the dish bath to be washed; her hands absently began to work through the task

"...I'm sure his reasons are the same as the others: the pervs, the peeping toms...At least when David had been alive having a husband had scared off the MILF-lovers, but now with him gone, years ago after a bout of sickness, the neighborhood boys had flooded in with their cheap, Hallmark, stolen from mom's card stash sympathy and the stories of their young, but oh-so-manly adventures on the playground."

Absently, one hand clutched onto the curved edge of a plate while the other held onto a sponge and slowly curled into the glass surface of the plate. "At first, they seemed sweet even if they oggled, but after a month it grew tiresome and the boys grew bolder. Cards morphed into notes and notes eventually paved the way into surprise visits at her doorstep. Once she grew bored with their visits in her living room, nomming on her baking and staring at her butt when she emptied the oven, the boys turned instead to excuses or secrecy. Eyes appeared in the crack of a window in the laundry room where Cecilia would do her chores in a loose tanktop, bra discarded.

Now Dominic's first ratted against the door and his intentions were laid onto the table to be exposed for their truth through the night..."

******

"Mom! I'm home!" Cody shouted when he entered into the entryway of the house where a slim coffee table aligned with the front door with a shallow bowl of keys and a collection of envelopes left there after Cecilia gathered the mail.

Shortly behind him Dominic entered, pushing the door so it'd swing shut with a small click before he stopped short in the entryway. Once inside, the dark-haired teen's eyes scanned over the room's features, inspecting them for any insight about the house's eldest female inhabitant.

On the coffee table, beside the discarded envelopes of bills and flyers, was a framed image of the family. In the center of the image, Cecilia leaned into the side of her now deceased husband who's arm wrapped around the curvature of her side and held her in against his frame. Cecilia had long blonde hair, curled for the picture though usually left in its natural, mostly straight state, that was laid over one shoulder in a wave of the warm golden color that offset the rich brown of her eyes, like chocolate .

Behind the couple, the eldest of their children, Jan, stood with both thumbs tucked into the front pockets of his jeans, gently tugging the denim into a loose droop while he slouched forward just slightly, making his tall frame appear to match the others in height. A sweep of blonde hair covers the eldest boy's eyes, much like his younger brother's bangs that are constantly being swept out of the way, though rather than sweep it out of the way Jan let it hide his darkly colored eyes from view, reserved as he was.

On the right, Jill cradled her beloved snakes across her shoulders like some women wore furs. While her face was facing the camera, her eyes drifted down to peer towards the snake curling down her arm, head on her upper bicep. From her mother, she had warm golden hair, but her father's side had tinted it with a pale chestnut giving it a "dirty" blonde appearance where it tumbled over her shoulder, twisted into a loose braid.

On the opposite side of the frame, as far from the snake as possible, Cody hovered a few inches from his mother's side, not touching to her while he posed in the picture. His blonde hair, like Jan's, swept across his forehead in a curved line. While Dominic studied the image, Cody caught his gaze and scowled slightly. "I hate that picture, but mom refuses to change it."

Dominic blinked and raised an eyebrow, questioning.

Cody continued, "It's the last family picture that dad was around for so now she keeps it there, but I hate the shot. It's a picture of mom and dad with us kids just littered at the edges, looking weird." The teen dropped his gaze to his feet before he shuffled awkwardly between them, pained with the memory of his father and with the truthful admission concerning the photo. Dominic, mercifully, only grunted in response and nodded once before his attention shifted again, scanning over the table to peer through the archway that led into the living room where the end of a leather sofa could be glimpse against a backdrop of stone inlay around fireplace.

Eager to change the subject back to his focus for the evening, "Shall we get to work then?" Cody suggested, waving a hand towards the opening that led into the living room where they could begin their studying.

However, Dominic lingered on the welcome mat, swiveling his eyes to the opposite wall of the entry room where a matching archway led into the kitchen where the boy's had glimpsed Cecilia earlier through the window. "I think maybe we should...get a snack first. You should never do math on an empty stomach!" Already, without his friend's agreement, Dominic's feet already shuffled towards the doorway, eager to glimpse the neighborhood MILF in the flesh.

Cody grumbled out a soft complaint, but muffled it beneath his breath before he followed into the kitchen where the warm scent of cookies baking welcomed them. "'Afternoon, mom." From at the stove, the woman turned to see them come in.

Like in the photograph from the entryway, the live version of Cody's mother had honey-warm golden waves that cascaded over her shoulder swept to the side along the curve of her throat. In the kitchen she wore a long, lace-accented apron that tied tight beneath her breasts with an oversized pink ribbon over the white fabric of the lace apron. The tight bow highlighted the heavy orbs beneath by forcing them up to strain against the fabric of the apron with the small tip of her nipples poking into the fabric. Beneath the apron, a simple black dress hugged the shape of her body and clung to the wide curves of her hips. Low on her thighs the dress ended and her legs remained bare up to the top of her leather boots reaching high on her calves. In her hands, each covered with an owl-shaped oven mitt, colorful padded feathers cushioned her grip on a hot pan. Steaming cookies, dotted with the molten blobs of melted chocolate chips, lined the pan in neat, uniform rows and competed with Dominic's brain against the sight of the voluptuous woman for his concentration, causing the two competing control center's of the male's body to momentarily clash as his stomach and penis tried to divert his attention to varying places. His stomach vied for the vanilla tainted scent of the chocolate chip cookies and the sight of the bubbling chocolate of the chips embedded within soft golden batter of the cookies, baked with a soft crust outside the inside that would be gooey and dissolve on the tongue. Lower, beneath his waist, his crotch pushed for the sight of Cecilia's breasts, forcing up to the fabric of her apron with the shape of her pointed, pert nipples visible beneath the white of the apron and peeking out from the tip in the top of the apron that showed the hint of her cleavage, and the daydreamed sounds of the woman seducing him, drawing him in with cookies only to throw herself to the floor and pierce herself onto his rock hard, foot long shaft that would pleasure her immensely without even knowing what a clitoris is.

Dominic lost himself to the battle and remained peering at her through the catching call of the fresh-baked cookies; his eyes hungerly traveled from the pan of cookies up to the swell of the woman's bosom, ogling her again and again while a faint sheen of cookie-induced drool gathered on his lip and a blush of arousal stroked across his cheek.

Ignoring the boy's rather obvious staring, Cecilia lifted the hot pan slightly towards the two boys after Cody had squeezed passed Dominic's place just within the kitchen to join him on the pristine tiled floor, swept and waxed to a gleaming slickness that glided beneath the feet while one walked. His motion jostled Dominic's shoulder from behind, causing the entranced boy to unfreeze long enough to stumble forward a solitary step before he sheepishly drew his sleeve to his lip, wiping away the spittle. With one eyebrow perked up into a steeple on her brow line, Cecilia stretched out her arms, pushing her elbows to either side of her breasts further and deepening the visible line of cleavage at the top of the dipping apron. 'Welcome home, boys. Would you like a cookie?"

Unfazed by the additional show, Cody sauntered forward and snatched up a crumbling circle from the pan, cupping his hand beneath the cookie to catch the pieces as the weak crust of the treat bent at the middle where his fingers grasped it, releasing a wave of heated steam and ooey cookie guts onto his palm before he continued to the fridge to extract the half-gallon of milk from within while licking the cookie carnage up from his fingers, chocolate smearing carelessly on his lips. However, the dark-haired teenager did not step up and claim his cookie, but stayed rooted in place- turned to rock-hard, aroused stone at the enhanced sight of the woman, dressed in a girlish, lace apron on top of a tight-fitting dress that practically created a second skin over top of her, showing off her ample assets. Her breasts seemed to strain to the fabric of the apron as though they would burst out, but she seemed oblivious to it, or uncaring. Dominic assured himself she was doing it on purpose, "She's teasing me, she knows how she makes me. She loves the thought of a viral teenager roaming her house tonight, ready to strike when she show a moment of nudity. She's doing it on purpose." Like the self assurance of an addict crooning that "This is the last time. I can quit when I want" Dominic's inner monologue held a quality of desperation and mild insanity, verging on that of a overconfident, overzealous madman. For several long seconds while his voice streamed through his head over the montage of MIlF pornography, blowjobs and cumshots voiced over with his inspiration self assurance, Dominic stayed in his silent stare, but when it suddenly broke and conscious, logical thought returned the expected flush and appearance of sheepish embarrassment only lasted a short beat before a confidence smirked curled over the male's lips, directed towards the woman, waiting with her pan in hand. "You make these yourself, Cecilia?"

Amusement did not appear on the mature woman's face when she lowered her hand slightly, relaxing her elbow and detracting the enhancement of her elbows lifting her breasts together. "It's Miss Casey if you're the same age as my offspring, but yes I did bake these... though that's not the question."

Dominic wasn't fazed. "You're right. The question is-"

Before the other boy responded, Cody had stolen a second cookie from the tray and slammed it into the other boy's smirk, filling his lips with ooey, gooey brown sugar goodness that silenced him from voicing whatever was going to follow before Cody dragged him by a talon-tight grip on his shoulder into the living room, safely away from his mother.

"Are you nuts, Dominic?" Cody hissed, shoving the dark-haired teen towards the leather surface of the couch while he dropped back onto the matching couch that faced it, a coffee table in between the two. "Are you seriously mentally incapacitated? Were you seriously just going to blatantly hit on my *mother?*Are you out of your porn-addled mind? She's double your age! Plus, even if you find that hot, she's not going to react favorably to some pimply-faced teenager suggesting that she's in his league!"

Dominic pouted, looking thoroughly dejected when he mumbled back. "I'm not pimply- I just got Clearasil, I really thought it was working..." His hands scanned over his cheeks as though feeling for the poke of the blemishes, finding none but the wilting bump on the inner part of the side of his nose, barely noticeable at first glance.

"Really? That's what you're gonna take offense to?" Cody's eyes were both as wide as quarters as he stared at the other teenager, the sweep of blonde bangs well off his forehead in his sudden burst of movement.

"Well it's the only thing that's really worth arguing. I'm obviously not mentally incapacitated or you wouldn't be asking me for help on math. I was going to hit on your mother, though I believed it was a subtle approach with just an edge of confidence." He paused to stroke a hand down his chest in a gesture of self-congratulation from the swell of pride he aroused with his commentary. "In fact, it was sauve. Also, I barely watch a spec of porn lately, I'm too busy working out at the gym!" His voice lifted up, presumably to be heard from the distant kitchen. "It's not easy maintaining this young, virile body of mine!"

Cody grimaced, "Damn, Dominic! Shut up!"

The boy with the spiked hair barely even paused at his friend's complaint, "Lastly, her being double my age is exactly why I need her. Her body is plush, mature and she knows all the tricks. Imagine a woman who has gotten ridden a few times, given a few blows- knows how to deep throat, maybe even knows some new positions. She'll be tired of the older guys who wear out too quick because she's such a sex maniac and she'll realize that I'm the only option, young and energetic, willing to bring her to orgasm as many times as her body can handle before we quit for the night, her naked body strewn over mine like a discarded sweater..." Dominic drifted into his delusional fantasy once more, idly petting at his thigh like it was the breast of his snoozing lover in bed, the nude sweater that kept him warm while across the coffee table Cody pretended to dry heave, bending at the waist and clutching the table while he made retching sounds.

"God, try not to masturbate right here in the living room, will ya?!"

Dominic blinked, as though surprised to find Cody sitting across from him instead of his older slut-kitten of a MILF. "Oh Cody, don't flatter me. I'm no God." He paused, looking innocent till a smirk curled his lips. "But you mom sure thinks so!"

Silence remained for a moment before Cody hissed out a low curse and pounced towards the other boy, blonde hair fluttering like a battle flag against his forehead before he landed on the other boy, playfully wrestling him back into the couch. "Think about dad bodies, baby poop, old lady wrinkles, cold showers, you *own* mother's vagina, anything so that your boner will die and we can do math!"

Dominic laughed, shoving the skinnier boy off before he tugged for the math textbook lodged in his backpack. "Fine, fine. You're obviously distressed if you want to do math so I'll oblige you, but only because I need your mum to think I like her kids..."

Cody shook his head, softly whimpering something about Dominic traveling to a particularly hot place without water before he dove into the complex world of word problems where people care how tall trees are, how fast balls drops, and if numbers are real or not...

The boys fall easily into the lazy lull of studying a friend, in which every problem that's completed is punctuated with a plethora of other factors: jokes, snacks, conversation tangents that stray from the problem at hand completely before doubling back sheepishly to reconvene. As pleased as she was the Dominic was willing to assist her son's failing grades in the complex course, she supplied a steady stream of nourishment for the boy's, plates, glasses, bowls, and spoons streaming out of the kitchen like a line of ants toting loot out from a picnic.

"Suppose a 2009 Mustang can accelerate from a stop to 100 mph in 15 seconds. Let us

assume that the acceleration was at a constant rate (This would mean that the average

speed during the time traveled was 50 mph.) Would the Mustang have traveled the

quarter mile in this time? (1 mile = 5280 ft.)" Read the textbook while Dominic filled a second potato chip with a heavy dollop of spiced sour cream, stuffing the crispy plate of salty crunch into his mouth while pointing over the numbers and scratching the necessary beginning onto his paper. Cody followed his lead while tipping his chin upwards to guide a swig of soda into his throat, swallowing noisily while Cecilia sauntered into the room yet again, supplying napkins and a spoon filled with red sauce for each.

"Try this, boys. It's for the noodles tonight." She instructed, holding the silver spoon to each boy's lips before they slurped the liquid up above their pieces of notebook paper, dropping a splotch of read onto the margin, decorating the notes.

"Mmm...good, mom." Cody mumbled before returning to the arm's of his calculator, tapping out the steps to the problem as he'd learned how just minutes before when they went through the first example step-by-step, Dominic explaining what to do for each until Cody could recite them back carefully. On the other couch, Dominic's body stayed twisted towards the visiting chef, chatting her up for a moment about what was in the sauce, where'd she get the recipe, complimenting her profusely on its wonderful taste until a sharp kick to his ankle cut him short and she escaped back into the kitchen.

"Dominic! Shut your face!" Cody commanded and lifted his final answer for comparison once the dark-haired teen had finished.

Both nodded with satisfaction at the accomplishment of the study session so far while they turned their respective pages to the next practice problem, Dominic reading aloud. "Your friend leaves for the powwow 2 hours earlier than you do. If your friend is averaging 50 mph and you are trying to catch him by averaging 60

mph, how many hours will it take for you to catch him? How far will you each have traveled when you catch up to your friend?"

For a moment, both silently pondered the question before Cody exploded, "Why the hell is my friend going to a powwow?" He demanded, grinning broadly with white teeth gleaming. "That's *my* question! Why am I going him to? Why are we rushing off to a powwow?!" Laughter rang out between the two, stalling the actual calculation of the important information of how many hours before they safely arrived at the metaphorical powwow together.

Still giggling breathlessly, Dominic grabbed at the edge of the coffee table, wheezing gently while he forced out. "Why did I leave so early for the powwow? Was I helping set up the dirt circle? Was I putting feathers in my headband? Was I boinking an Indian chick?"

Cody paused his laughter, pulling his face into a tight seriousness. "Dominic, let's be nice here. The politically correct term would be boinking a Native American."

Another burst of laughter exploded from the two boys, amused with the mockery of the math book, although they held no true mockery of any culture tradition the book had decided to use and were only amused by the randomness of its appearance. Once their giggles died down, they returned to the problem, softly chuckling with each re-read for the information needed in each step till another page of the review packet was turned and a fresh supply of cookies was fed onto the table, milk following like the backup cavalry.

With fresh cookies settling into their guts they fell onto the money problems, pens scuttling over the page side by side from opposite sides of the table while Cody quietly read out the problem. "Fred needed $4.20 to buy his girlfriend a gift. He searched through his parents' sofa and found seven quarters, nine dimes, six nickels and seventeen pennies. How much more money does he need for the gift?"

Dominic chuckled shortly at the problem, falling into a second mockery of the cheapskate Fred who dug for spare change to pay for his prostitute of a girlfriend till both had released their pencils and grabbed their stomachs, once more giggling together like a pair of hyenas. Passing by the entryway to the living room, Cecilia spotted the two boys and smiled, jokingly demanding they stay on task though she truly was only glad her son had found a friend that seemed to be a better crop than the rest, working so hard to assist him with his grades. She would have to keep him around, she thought with a smile to herself.

When their studying pulled to a close, the sun sagged in the sky like a fat man's pants over the swell of the curving horizon while the moon rose above it, grinning down with his cheese-man grin. Closing their notebooks and tucking their pencils away, Dominic and Cody descended into the kitchen to join the entire family at the table for over filled bowls of spaghetti drowned in a mixture of cheese and the sauce they'd approved earlier.

Already at the table, Jan and Jill chatted or more so, Jill chatted while Jan grunted occasionally to feign interest while he hunched over his bowl, steadily stuffing each bite into his mouth like a man filling the coal hatch for a train, enough to keep it going without pause but with no true enjoyment showing.

"Long day, Jan?" Cecilia prodded, looking to her eldest son with maternal concern while she sat across from Dominic, giving the boy the chance to stare at her chest once more, now without the apron but with the tight hugging fabric of the dress while she was distracted with her child.

"Eh, had some tests, got hammered pretty good." He summarized, pausing in his spooning of the noodles to jam a hunk of butter-gleaming bread into his mouth before going silent while he chewed.

"I had tests too! One in biology! On snakes!" Jill blurted, stealing the attention of the table for herself with a beaming smile and an untouched plate. Afterall, you can't talk and chew at the same time otherwise it's rude. "I can tell you that I for sure got *every* single problem correct because I have little Steve Snuggletails and he made me learn everything there is to know about snakes." She glanced around the table and seemed to finally spot the new face, Dominic's spiked black hair making her blink for a moment.

"He's a snake, right?" Dominic prodded, looking honest and serious while he grinned slightly.

Jill stared at him, eyes wide and mouth open for a moment as though she thought him stupid before she nodded. "Duh, I've had him for years. I've got all his belts saved up and stuff- you wanna see after dinner? I think I wanna stretch em over a board and frame them all together, they are so cool! Snakes are awesome..every household should have a snake..." Jill chattered on without realizing the others went back to eating without a single notice given to her babbling and then began to clear the table.

"I think I'm going to go take a shower, you'll have to finish that story later, Jill." Cecilia finally interrupted once the kitchen was tidied, Jan disappeared up to go to bed, and Dominic and Cody had returned to the living room. Disgruntled with her blase audience, Jill grumbled to herself, but a glance at the clock assured her that she'd have ditched them soon anyways to trot out the door to an awaiting carpool, driving her to the school for hockey practice.

Hearing Cecilia's comment, Dominic grabbed for Cody's arm. "This is it, man. The perfect moment." His fingers tightened and tugged gently. "This is how you pay me back, Cody. I wanna see her, up close." In his eyes, the mild insanity that Cody had noted returned, it churned within the red glow of lust, unbridled and fueled by teenaged hormones that tripled if not quadrupled the burning ache of desire he felt looking at the older woman, body mature and ripe with her age.

Cody stared at him, eyes wide before he gave his head a short shake to the right, then the left. "What? No! That's my mom!"

Dominic glared slightly, but then softened into a pout. "Come on, man. I worked hard to tutor you, plus you know you want a glimpse. Mom or not, she's hot. You know she is, please, man. We can't miss this shot..."

A soft groan escaped the boy's lips, but he began to lift himself off from the couch, moving towards the stairs while Dominic shot up behind him and followed, right at his heels like an eager puppy being taken out on his walk.

With each passing step up the stairs, a creaking groan accenting each one in the old, suburban home, the plan began to formulate between the two. Dominic's Iphone shoved into Cody's hand. "Once we're in there, get a video of it. With that we can get whatever we need from the rest of the school: homework help, homework, test answers! Hell, blowjobs! This would take us from bottom rung popularity slavery to the top, standing on the ledge looking down at the other pukes." Dominic's eyes glowed with the power of his conviction, his excitement. Already, the front of his pant's swelled with a growing erection, straining to the fabric that caged it in while they hurried to the bathroom door.

Between the door and the surrounding frame, a strip of light escaped and drew a line across the carpet of the hallway outside. From within, heat radiated out from the steam building in the room and the sound of the shower head pounding water down onto the tile floor escaped. "She didn't even close the door till it latched!" Dominic shouted out in a hushed whispered against Cody's ear. "It's like she's asking for it!"

Cody grimaced at the thought, but didn't respond before he eased a finger to the door, steadily increasing the minute amount of pressure in his fingertip against the wood of the door till it swung slowly open. The steam washed out against their faces in a heated wave that brought with a faint wetness that reminded Dominic of the pussy he knew was naked past the door, maybe even with fingers stroking over it while another ran through hair with shampoo. Again, his cock throbbed within it's cloth prison, the tip forced up against the seam of his boxer's, trying to escape through the slot of his boxers.

Once they had snuck within the room and eased the door mostly shut behind them, avoiding the possibility of Jill setting off the alarm on their actions, the sound of the shower faded to background sounds and a faint humming tickled their ears. From within the shower, the soft voice of Cecilia humming a tune blended with the gentle 'squeeeettt' of the shampoo bottle squirting out a glob of soap. Outside the shower, Dominic and Cody snuck forward, step for step aligned together like characters in a cartoon walking side-by-side with dramatic leg-stretching over creaky boards with furtive looks left and right every few seconds on the high beat of the sound track accompaniment. At the corner of the tile, half-wall shower the boys stopped together, Dominic slowly snuck his eyes to the edge of the half shower cabin, ducking to see his gaze within.

Cecilia stood beneath the spray of the overhead shower spout, the water beating down against her upper body and the tops of her feet and she leaned out of it to shampoo her hair. The golden locks of her hair were twisted within her fingers with the white foam of shampoo covering her fingers, hiding them from sight while she scratched against her skull, working the soap through her hair from root to tip. Down the length of her body, stream weaved around her like a ghostly dress that obscured the sight of her nudity. Her breasts were shining with the spray of the showerhead, nipples pert and a flushed pink in the tiled room while the bubbles popped over her blesh, lingering from a momentary scrub over the peach-colored skin. Down her stomach, the water glided smoothly over her flesh, guiding to the hidden sight of her crotch that was turned too far from the corner to be visible to the peeping tom. Her backside was another story however, the curve of her buttocks totally plain to Dominic's prying eyes. Pink from the heat of the water, her asscheek was flushed as though she'd been spanked. The sight sent heat down his spine to burn into his groin, coursing the blood through his hardening cock till it raged within his pants.

Behind Dominic, Cody fumbled with the camera, changing the lighting to compensate for the hazy fog of steam in the bathroom to optimize the quality of their video, ensuring the risk of their spying wouldn't be wasted on poor video. Once it's set he peeks up, trying to hold the phone above the shower, though the angle was distorted, catching more of her soapy head with her breasts on peeking off the edge of the screen, nipples lost from the shot and anything lower than her belly button invisible.

Dominic fished a hand into his pants, popping the button away carelessly with a muffled sigh of release as his hard shaft flopped onto his hand, the heat searing against his palm while he cupped each finger up around the raging boner, drawing a slow stroke from base to tip while his eyes stared into the shower, watching the steam spirale around the girl's waist, like a dancer's ribbon as it showed off the nude dip of her hips and the rounding of her ass; the pink of her pussylips visible just barely if Dominic dipped towards the floor.

Feverishly, Dominic flexed his hand in a grip around his girth, pumping it down till it popped off the end of his tip before he pumped back towards the tip, milking the vice-like grip over the throbbing flesh while his hungry eyes feasted on the sight of the older woman, the neighborhood MILF naked in the flesh. Her ass swam in his vision, pink and rosy, almost girlish though her womanly curves suggested otherwise, hips wide and made to bear the job of holding a child. Steadily, his fist jerked along his length, relieving the burning pressure that throbbed through it; the tip the center for the pressure, pulsing with the build-up of his need in the bundle of nerves.

Just behind Dominic, Cody noticed his friend's actions with a small gasp, lost to the rushing sound of the shower, before he situated to get a slightly better angle, catching the pert, pink nipple of his mother's breasts. With every hard scratch of her scalp, the motion of her arms made the boobs jiggle, flesh rippling for the camera while Cody felt a slightly stiffness in his own pants- though the knowledge of his friend's masturbation was an off-putting piece for the atmosphere of the situation.

Dominic, however, was undeterred by the unsavory situation. His hand flew down his length, making it bob slightly with each hard jerk down the length, desperately jacking himself off while he stared, now open mouthed at the woman's naked body with her hands still up on her head massaging the shampoo dutifully into her scalp while she hummed idly to herself, hips even swaying to the beat of the song.

Noticing her distraction, with his own mind addled with the building need for orgasm, Dominic inched closer, guiding Cody to follow while he peered further around the corner, catching a glimpse of the rosy pink flap of the woman's clit peeking out between her lower lips, the skin a pearly white, smooth and manicured. The sight only brought Dominic's hand harder over his length, pre drooling from the tip and filling the water-saturated air with the scent of his arousal, though neither of the distracted boy's noticed the pungent aroma of their own horniness.

After following Dominic's brave, cautionless move to inch closer, Cody angled the phone perfectly, the screen filling with a clear image within the steam gathered against the camera of the strange corner cutting off the image oddly. The screen caught her breasts, heated to a blushing pink and the line of her slim body down to her wider hips and sex, smooth lips between her thighs.

Abruptly, Cecilia's soft humming halted and the sound of the shower roared to the forefront of the sound organization in the small, contained room. "Oh dear, I smell a rat again..." She whispered, mostly to herself before she resumed humming again. The sound was melodious and soothing to Dominic, who had frozen for a short beat when she spoke while terror shot down his spine like an injection of tranquilizer, liquefying his motions in a slow drag. Once the sound returned, musical and steady through the rushing sounds of the water from the showerhead, Dominic's hand returned to its steady beating of his throbbing, bobbing dick between his thighs, poking out from his open jeans that sagged down on his thighs, dipping towards the light bend in his knees while his eyes drew to the newly enhanced sight from around the corner. The curve of her lower lips, pink and kissed with pale steam, showed the flesh rose color of her clitoris peeking out from between them, swollen under the massage of the shower. Dominic's mind grew foggy, like the mirror only a foot or so behind them nearest the door, and the images before him meshed with those of fantasy...

"Oh! Dominic! Why are you just standing there, you big stud you! Come 'ere! A shower isn't any fun with just one person now is it?" A mischievous hand delved down between each soft, porcelain thigh and a fingertip pressed over the bead of the sensitive, fleshy appendage before a shiver ran through her shoulder,s quivering them and making each bare breast jiggle, naked in front of him. "Well, maybe it's just a little fun.." She added in a crooning voice.

"Come join me, Dominic. Come help me.." The tip of her manicured fingernail traced over the edges of her sex, parting apart her lower lips and spreading them to show the pink folds within, glistening with the dampness of both the shower and her arousal as heavy lidded eyes stared into his own, eyelashes fluttering. "I want you to come help. I *need* you to come help. I need you to cum, Dominic.."

At the edge of his daydream, the sound of the woman's imaginary fingers diving into her wet pussy intermixed with the swell of a hummed tune, a louder beat crescendoing upwards in the acoustics of the bathroom, rumbling with the strength of the note. His mind spun with images, porn and fantasy spinning together to create a montage of his desires. Cecilia spread wide around his cock, bent at the waist with her hair dripping from the spray of the shower above her. Her butt, pink from his grabbing palms pulled and groped tight in his palms. Breasts pressed up around his cock while a pin tongue lapped over the tip, drooling eager with salivia, wating for him to cum, waiting for him to explode over her to apint her breasts, her cheeks, to fill her womb with what she wanted...

Dominic broke from his fantasy with a bewildered look, hearing the loudening sound of Cecilia's melodic humming fill his ears while Cody jabbed him in the lower back, flashing a look of wide-eyed misunderstanding at what was going on.

"Is she usually *this* into her shower song?" Dominic breathed out into Cody's ear, desperate to not be overheard by the musical woman whose hum had formed further into a repetitive tune, almost chanting the note like symbols to a spell.

In his hand, like a forgotten toy in the hand of a child who's been distracted by a frightening thunk from the basement, Dominic held his cock while it throbbed idly and a trickle of precum leaked onto his finger tip that had been nervously circling over the tip, almost compulsively stroking himself even though his eyes no longer feasted on the sight of the nude MILF on display for him in the broken privacy of her invaded bathroom. While staring with eyes deer-in-the-headlights wide at Cody, Dominic had abandoned the live source of pornography from the shower, but hadn't realized that he'd yet to stop idly stroking over the needy length of meat.

"Dude, how would I know that?" Cody hissed back, a spray of spit on the edge of his voice spraying into Dominic's ear before he glanced disdainfully down at Dominic's crotch, eyes flicking wider at his cock in an attempt to inform him of his absent jacking.

Looking sheepish for a short beat, Dominic stopped and simply clutched onto himself, almost hiding it in his hand while he leaned close to the other teenager again, lips even grazing the boys' neck while he tried to get as close to his ear as possible to whisper. "Should we try and leave before things escalate? Maybe this is her way of telling us to get out before she gets actually mad?"

Cody glanced back towards the shower, as though regretting Dominic's suggestion though as though she knew he was once again dragging his eyes along the subtle curvature of her spine, Cecilia's humming jumped in volume, reaching a peaking moment in the drama of the melody.

Suddenly. while the music Cecilia created swelled to its high a itch crawled over Dominic's skin, like being bitten by mosquitoes on every inch of his body; he swore he could feel the small needles of their straw-like mouths jabbing through the skin everywhere, breaking through the grass through the Earth while a burning sensation, the itch a flame, tore across the surface of his body.

"Cody! Let's get out of here!" Still lowered, his voice gained an urgency to it a frightened hiss while Cody grabbed onto his arm suddenly, clutching to it while both eyes flew open and the desperate flame of the itch sparked onto his skin as well, spreading up from either wrist and across the expanse of his body. At first his fingers flicked to the spots, grinding nails into his elbow, beneath his chin, against the side of his head and digging into the hair and not caring that he mused it with his itching.

Before Cody responded once the itching dropped back a slight notch in his mind, though it still flared with urgency, a stench filled the air and his throat and choked back his reply. Pungent and musky, as though a jock strap had covered the bathroom like a tent. Together, both boy's widened their eyes while their noses wrinkled back in an attempt to escape the scent that emanated through the room into every square inch of clean air and poisoning it.

When together their capacity to hold their breath gave way and they gagged in the musk in the air, both felt a gently jolt while their spine dropped down, losing a notch while the two boys, side by side, shrunk down towards the floor an entire inch.

Like a shot of vodka, terror shot down their throats along with the scent of the musk and in unison they moved together the door, fingers grabbing in a chokehold around the doorknob, wrenching it backwards from where it had rested, unlatched against the frame when they'd entered. However, when Dominic yanked his hand backwards, causing his nearly forgotten cock to bounce up against his belly and smear precum up over his shirt like a squirt of toothpaste of of a tube that's been stepped on, the door didn't budge but instead rattled faintly in its place, firmly planted there with the lock turned.

Wide as quarters, their eyes silently conversed across the short distance they stood from each other on either side of the solid doorknob, Dominic's dick nearly kissing Cody's belly while the severity of the situation sunk over them, right over top of the itch still crawling over their body while within their socks, lost to their eyes gray hairs began to poke out against the fabric. The itch intensified on the bottom of their feet and in unison they writhed towards the floor, curling into the corners they stood at while the soft leathery pads of a paw grew on the bottom of their foot, feelings like an urgent prickling, cactus points jabbing at the skin steadily. The strands of hair came through, together in thin rows and slowly covering the skin in a rolling wave that traveled over top of the foot and over the ankle while in her shower Cecilia's humming shifted again, the tune complexifying to a second melody layered over the first.

In response to the new tone, the boy's felt another jolt in their body, a two man earthquake that shrunk them down another inch, spines cracking. A soft squeak escaped Dominic at the sensation low in his back, making him jump slightly against the wall.

"Shh!" Cody growled, voice barely escaping his tight drawn lips, drawn on with a crayon-like utensil, terror. "We make a single sound, she finds out we're in here, videotaping her shower!"

Dominic winced like he'd been slapped, making noise meant getting caught but staying still meant whatever was happening continued! Unbeknownst to the boys, the transformation was intensifying as they hissed their warnings of silence back and forth. The fur of their ankles crawled higher, fur stabbing through the flesh of their calves in a explosion, triple the speed of the formation of their paws while their spines shuttered in their back like a collapsible light saber toy dropping apart into the base. Inch by inch they lowered till they began to bend, curling over while their stomachs compacted, but stayed mostly in place, plump and round from their shrinking size. While they lowered to the size of house cats, frozen with terror expect for the motion caused by the transformation itself, the fur's spread reached their waists and Dominic watched as his cock jumped against his stomach and began to shrink, tucking within the special compartment that sat between two furred thighs, broad at the top and lowering into a small paw at the end.

While the shower began to trickle, clicked off to allow Cecilia to finish her last few tasks, combing through her wet hair and wringing out the last drops of water, Dominic and Cody dropped into the last tier of their shrinking, only small blobs on the floor of the bathroom while their spine gave a final movement, this time an explosion of a base, covered with pink flesh of a tail that sprouted out from their waists. Finally seeing what had happened while Dominic's beady black eyes stared at him, slowly filling around with gray furs, Cody choked out a scream, but only a soft squeak came out instead, throat altered and unable to speak.

From the shower, Cecilia stretched out a leg, a towel disappearing with a hand before the fluttering of the colored fabric flicked in their small viewframe, a vague montage of the woman drying her nude body while the two rats trembled on the floor, unsure of themselves and the new bodies though their two reactions were nearly similar to each others.

Cody shivered back against the door of the cabinet, even his small body shaking hard enough to rattle the corner of the storage center against itself."Oh my god, what is happening. This cannot be happening...I have fur..I have a tail.."

"I have buck teeth...I have whiskers sprouting from my cheeks..." Dominic's eyes were saucer-wide and they stared up towards the doorway to the shower, a deer waiting for the car to hit rather than run, a mouse waiting for the car at the corner of the hallway instead of hiding, a terrified boy faced with revenge.

"I have paws! We never should have done this, Dominic shouldn't have done this to me, he convinced me to do it, it's all his fault!" Cody glanced at his friend, seeing the other rat, equally shaky while his paws actually slipped with his hard, frightened shaking on the tile floor.

"Cody never should have let us go through with this! His mom is some sort of witch! She's a witch! She's gonna make us into stew or something! Oh fuck- fuck- fuck!" Dominic shrieked out a high-pitched sound that echoed out into the space of the bathroom, hitting the ceiling and spreading out over them like an alarm warming the population. At this moment, he ruefully looked up to the lock that they hadn't had a chance to reach and could only squeak out a harsh sound, "Mother Fucker."

Pooled around them, their clothes created pools of colored fabric like markers of where they had sunk down into the rats forms, side by side, the two musketeers, or rather mouseketeers now. From the shower, Cecilia's legs lead the way out into the open air, bare and free of even a droplet of water to covering the gleaming skin. Following, her naked body was barred to them, no longer hidden by any corners or steam. Her bare pussy lips spread slightly when she stretched to walk and from low on the ground Dominic could see the bead of wetness form at her opening, trickling down on the smooth inner portion of her thighs before her upper lips formed an o of genuine surprise at the sight of the clothes piles, specifically two piles of the pooled clothes! Beside Dominic's skinny jeans, which she expected to be there, and his checkered boxers were Cody's slacks and his own pair of simple, black underwear. "Cody!" She exclaimed, eyes flicking to the rat nestled on Cody's abandoned fabric. "I didn't know you were in here!"

She strided closer, spreading her legs wide before she stood directly in front of them, breasts jutted out slightly on toying display while Dominic's penis swelled, even in his fright. She sunk down on to balls of her feet, knees bent and legs spread to show off her pussy lips yawning open while she began her own monologue. "I'm not naive enough as you may think I am, boys. I'm not so foolish as to misunderstand a blatant pass at me in my own kitchen..." Her fingers glided between her thighs, running a finger across her lower lips and spreading the thick scent of her arousal, delighted at their misfortune. "Nor am I blind, Dominic. I can see when a teenager is mentally devouring my bosom! I am not a foolish woman, I am not stupid. I am not to be spied on or manipulated or videotaped! Cody!" She spotted the phone, discarded when his hand was stolen into the shape of a paw and still displaying the frozen video frame of her bare breasts bobbing on the touchscreen. "I'm ashamed of you, son. If I can even call you that..."

Her head shook with disappointment, though her eyes glittered with a faint excitement at the chance for punishment, at the sight of the two trembling rodents. "You see, boys...I'm not just a widow who is helplessly preyed on by men and boys alike- I'm a witch. I'm not an evil woman, no..." Her head shook, now with a negative display in regards to her evil character quality. "I could have withstood the neighborhood boys' attention if they hadn't begun crossing the line, touching my waist when they talked, peering into my windows, and now sneaking into my bathroom!" Dominic shrunk back to the door at the mention of his crime, looking pitiful with his wide, but still beady little eyes that his human mind was trapped behind.

Smirking, Cecilia slowly reached her hand out a snatched up the first rat, Dominic, with a tight grip around his ribcage a clenching sensation that made a squeak shoot out into the air while Cody jumped to life on the floor, claws scritching into the fabric of his discarded clothes before he exploded off from them, trying to run away to hid behind the porcelain white of the toilet.

Quick as a hawk after its prey, Cecilia shot out her bare foot, the toes pushing down onto Cody's small face, nose poking between two toes while her arch curved over his back, like a blanket in his bed and pushed him down onto the floor. His chin was forced against the tile, cool to the touch in comparison to the hot skin of her foot above him, crushing him down beneath her weight.

Leaving Cody stuck beneath her foot, wiggling her toes on either side of his sensitive nose, forcing him to breath in the rich scent of sweat starting to gather after her shower, mingling with the sweet scent of her body wash. "I've always loved the game of turning the ogling men into rats, but its not all fun and games, you see...It's logical too. You see, food prices are expensive for pet snakes, live rats have a high going rate, but dirty, deserving men are free and plentiful so they help cut back the costs. Every peeping tom, every goosing delivery, every high school pervert..." Dominic's eyes went wide while Cody whimpered into the warm, peach-colored flesh of her foot. Every one of the boys who'd mysteriously vanished from the neighborhood, presumed to have run off after a girl or to have been kidnaped from the high school had disappeared in Cody's very home, down the gullet of a greedy pet snake, Steve Snuggletails.

Bending at the waist, Cecilia plucked Cody up, dangling him upside down by his tail while he shrieked out another high-pitch cry. "I know, dear, I know.." She dropped him into her free palm, holding snuggling around him while his dotted on eyes blinked up at her, hopefully wishing for some family-based discrimination. "I wonder, little Cody, should I change you back? You are my son after all, I could teach you different ways, sway you away from this path you've taken...but alas, I cannot. That'd conflict with my morals in these actions. You must remain a rodent. You both must be equal in your punishment as you were equal in your crime." Cody shrieked out in incomprehensible complaint, shouting across the expanse of air towards Dominic whose ears danced understandingly at the noises.

"You fucker! She thinks our crimes were equal, but you were wacking off! All I did was what you told me! What a rip! I'm going to tear your little gray ear off, you fucking asshole! And then- then-" His voice cut off, incomprehensible even to his rodent counterpart while a shriek ripped out from his gullet before coming back into an understandable rumble, eyes bulging. "Then I'll eat it! I'll gnaw and gnaw and gnaw till I rip through your miserable pervert flesh!"

At the shrieky sound, Cecilia only laughed and made her bare breasts dance for the two rats. "I know what you must be thinking, Cody. I know how you blame others. This will teach you to stand up for yourself; don't do it if you can't be blamed for it."

"Now...let's introduce you to all your new mates..." She sneered down at them for a moment while she left the bathroom, still completely nude as cool air flushed over her skin, sending chills down her spine. "You'll be spending some time with them since we just fed Steve yesterday, so you'll be safe for the time being." She practically purred on the word 'safe,' as though delighted by the knowledge that they soon wouldn't be safe.

In Jill's room, Cecilia paused in front of the snake's cage, looking down through the glass while she lifted her palms, a rat in each one, up to stare in towards the pet. Inside his glass house, the reptile curled lazily on a bedding of small, blunt wood chips padded into the bottom of the glass enclosure and beneath the cropping of decorative branches from the top of the tree that gave him a veil of privacy. At the sight of the two, plump rats covered in the inviting layer of gray fur, noses twitching beneath wide, rounded eyes, the snake swiveled his head upwards towards them, staring out with two, small pellets of eyes. "Look at him, he sees you two!" Cecilia crooned as though the news of his hungry stare was positive though the rats trembled under the snake's glare like water jumping in a hot pan. While the three creatures held a staring match, two quivering rats against the rising snake, who lifted himself with growing interest towards the glass, Cecilia leaned down so her face hovered between the two rodents before she spoke. "Look how attentive he is, staring like that...He won't even blink and risk losing sight of you two, delicious little specimens." She giggled with delight and recalled one of the facts her daughter had spewed out about the species. "In fact, they don't have any eyelids, they have a clear covering over their eyes so he never has to take his eyes off you even for a second." She sneered and spotted Dominic ducked his nose between his front paws as though hiding, "Sorta wrecks the chance for escape, doesn't it?"

Inside the cage, as though he knew he was being discussed, the reptile flicked his forked tongue out against the glass. Dancing in the air, the pink appendage acted like a waving pocket watch, hypnotizing the two rats. "Rather than a nose, snakes use their tongue for scent and to taste chemical compositions in the air, did you know that, boys?" Another delighted laugh escaped while she stroked a finger over Cody's back, making him leap forward with agitated distress as though her finger was the snake he was watching.

"Jumpy are we?" Cecilia teased, smirking down at the two before she lowered her voice further into a secretive hiss. "I would be jumpy to if I was a fat, juicy, delectable rat ready to be drawn into the snakes flexible jaw, pulled whole and alive down his gullet with more than 200 teeth made to bite and grip and pull you down into their looong body, squeezing and constricting around your body, working you through their digestion till you finally die inside....in the dark...with only your terrified mind for company..." Like the voice over of a movie, her words inter mixed with the sight of the snake sliding side to side within the cage, dancing along the glass like a begging puppy that asked for food. All the while, its tongue flicked in and out, in and out, sensing them, tasting their presence in the room, close enough to taste...

With a laugh at the sight of the two rats, side by side on her palms and shaking like leaves in a storm, Cecilia dumped them into the hatch of the smaller cage of other rodents; smaller, white mice that bunched into a corner away from the newcomers and left them on the side of the cage beside the snakes where their friendly Steve Snuggletails slithered closer, swishing over the ground in a classic S-shape. The snake bucked his body up to the glass, tongue swaying side to side while he slithered like on a treadmill, always wanting to come closer to them. Just as the glowing yellow of the snake's eyes flashed in front of Dominic's face, the lights in the bedroom clicked off with a final, lingering cackle from the MILF while she left the room.

Without the human taunting them and filling their minds with her voice, the rats were left with new sounds to invade their ears- the wet slither of the snake over its bedding as it writhed in place always trying to get closer and the wshh of its tongue, side to side as the snake drew in the scent of them, a tantalizing aroma that taunted him through the barrier of the cages.

For nearly an hour, the sounds of the attentive predator haunted both Dominic and Cody while the mice in the packed food storage cage began to scuttle about over the bedding, kicking the fluff into their faces when they moved against each other. Each time one of the rodents touched to him, Dominic squeaked with discomfort and folded his curved ears to his head. Cody seemed to have frozen in place, pressed back into the glass corner of the cage. His fur stood high on end, poking up more like the points of a hedgehog than the fur of a rat. Both eyes were wide, the black gleaming in the darkness. His small nose, flooded with the scent of the other rat, the mice, and of Dominic's fear, twitched with discomfort at the stuffing of stench into its narrow cavity.

Trapped in his head like he was trapped in the cage, Dominic tumbled into a circle of doubt and belief. He couldn't believe that he had four legs and a tail that shivered with each fresh wave of fright from the snake so close, even though the wall of a cage. Yet, the sounds of the snake's body sliding over the texture of its environment, slithering in its classic motion, tail flicking. Beside him, Cody's mind was much the same, trying to compute the situation and take in what was happening but it wouldn't work. His eyes fluttered open, like this was a nightmare and opening his eyelids would rid him of the floating mural of terrifying images, but only darkness showered while his ears heard the sounds of the other mice scuttling through the cage, a droplet of water leaking out from the water bottle, the hard crunch of teeth chewing kibble. His body trembled with the overwhelming weight of it, and even that wasn't right. The body he felt folded beneath himself was not his own and the extension of his spine, stretched out in a fleshy tail was alien and whenever he flicked it on accident it sent a ripple of sensation up his spine, like an explosion he wasn't expecting. The mixture of strange sounds and feelings while his sight was stolen away unsettled him, unnerved him past the point of a scary movie in the darkness of midnight. The two boys sat together, thinking and fearing while the snake slithered around his cage, only a half inch of glass away.

After the long hour had passed the lights flickered on again when Jill arrived at the doorway, dressed in a pair of sweatpants with wetness from spraying ice splattered up to her knees and a bulky sweatshirt, also damp. One hand held a helmet while the other dragged a heavy bag of other pads with a long stick poking out from the top. Carelessly, and with the attitude of someone tired after a long practice, Jill tossed the two handfuls into the opposite corner of the room and began trudging towards the bed.

However, the sudden burst of light had illuminated the snake in the other cage, showing him curled with his face tilted towards the food cage, staring right into Dominic's gaze. The sudden sight of it had made the rat yelp with fright, the high pitched sound cutting through the air like a blade through its victim. "Reeeep!" Dominic shouted, Cody hearing it for its true words. "Shit!" while Jill, standing in the center of the room, only her an animalistic explosion of fright.

"H-huh?" Her eyes scanned the room and stopped at the cage, pausing on the plump blobs of gray fluff in the two corners of the food cage, both staring at her with frightened, beady eyes.

"What the hell?" She grumbled, abandoning her mission of falling into bed, exhausted, to instead inch closer to the cage. "Did I already have those two fat rats?" Her forehead wrinkled with confusion as she recalled the squeaking of the mice the day before, during feeding and recalling that there hadn't been a fat, dark gray rat- let alone two of them!

However, as foggy as sleepiness made her mind, she simply shook her head weakly from side to side and halted her stalk towards the rats and veered towards her bed, flicking the light switch downwards when she shuffled passed it.

Again, darkness dropped like a cloak over the two rats, bathing in a fresh wave of terror while eyes shot wide open and a squeak left each boy simultaneously. At the squeak, a sound of pure animal fright, both seemed to cower back and cling onto their humanity, rambling out human words in their squeaking-rat voices.

"It's gonna be okay..It's gonna be okay...It's gonna be okay..It's gonna be okay.." Chanted Dominic, shrunk back to the corner with his nose buried towards his stomach.

"We're gonna die-we're gonna die-We're gonna die-We're gonna die..." Mumbled Cody in a stream of words, connected at beginning and end in a desperate whine of fear.

Suddenly, when their words clashes mid-air their heads jerked up, realization melting over their faces like wax dripping down a table. "We can communicate with each other!" Cody yelped, jumping towards his companion unsteadily on the unfamiliar body he was still not accustomed to. His claws, a feature he'd never experienced, dug into the bedding and seemed to catch and pull him back towards the place he'd been rooted before, as if slowing even that minimal form of escape.

"We've gotta get the hell outta here!" Dominic urged, suddenly invested in leaving the corner he'd earlier been plastered to in his fear, jamming his nose clumsily into Cody's side.

"You fuckin' think? She's gonna feed us to a snake! Do you get how twisted that is?" Cody's voice had hardened, as though some of his weakness was shaving off in the frightening situation before he added, with a glint appearing in his eyes. "And you know who's fault it is? Who had to spy on my mom? Who had to whip his dick out? Who inched closer and got us caught? Hmm? Who the fuck was that, Dominic? Oh yeah! That's right! You!" A growl jumped from Cody's mouth while he glared down at his friend, but a flick of the snake's tongue, interest re-piked by the commotion of the two rat's squeaking back and forth, in the darkness broke Cody's temper tantrum.

"I know, man. Right now though, we just gotta get the hell outta here..." Together, the two explored through the modest, double-decker cage. The lower portion, where the mice had filtered into when the lights flicked off, was a thick pile of fluffy bedding, meant to be dug down into for warmth and comfort, sleeping together in bundles of tangled bodies lost amongst the others. The top half, reached through a tube, had a hard plastic bottom that housed a shallow food dish, filled with fattening pellets, a wheel, creaky when it spun around, and the spout of a overfilled water bowl. Curiously, they crept single file through the small upper portion. At the wheel, Cody poked one foot onto it, his long-toed paw slipped on the plastic before his hind legs jumped upwards and boosted him onto it, causing it to sway and sending both eyes popping open. Frightened by the motion, the gray roden leapt back onto the sturdy plastic before following Dominic's lead to the metallic water spout where the other rat was entranced with the droplet of water clinging to the nozzle.

"I'm so thirsty..." Dominic whimpered, a pathetic tone reverberating through his voice. Both eyes held onto the bottle, watching the water drop swell as more liquid fed into it from the hole of the spout, growing larger and larger and threatening to pop and fall onto the floor.

"So take a drink?"

Dominic shrunk his ears to his head at the suggestion, humiliation at the thought of latching onto the nozzle, exposing his bucked rat teeth and suckling on it like a baby from a teat, tearing through his body and making even his tail shrink inwards towards him. "N-nah.."

Cody blinked at him, mouth slightly open in a dull moment of confused shock. "Why the fuck not?"

"It's embarrassing..." Dominic whispered, genuinely nervous about sharing the admittance.

The other rat squeaked out a laugh. "Not as embarrassing as being a thirsty idiot for not taking water when you needed it. Suck it up and take a drink." Cody paused, then smirked. "Take a drink by sucking it up, in fact."

Timidly, Dominic inched up to the silver nozzle feeling the coolness of the water on his whiskers, gathering in the form of tiny particles that chilled his face and made it wriggle from side to side before his mouth moved up to the tip. Slowly, his lips parted over the cool metal of the spout, closing around it like a woman would when giving a blowjob to the head of the cock, before he gave a gentle suckle and felt the explosion of cool, soothing water splash onto his throat. Tasting it, his thirst exploded and his embarrassment faded into second place before he drank needily, slurping audibly in the darkness till his stomach had distended with the water and the full bottle had inched down.

Once finished, he pulled back. Ears were folded down and his mouth formed a tight line at the look of amusement glittering in the the midnight of Cody's eyes before he gruffly spat, "Let's find a way out of here."

"Are you sure you wanna leave you seem to enjoy th-"

Cody was cut off while a floppy, hairless tail slapped across his muzzle from the leading rat and the two resumed their search for an escape in silence, pushing onto the food bowl to use it as a stepping stone to reach for the ceiling of the cage, attempting to rattle it.

Reaching towards the cage, Cody suddenly faced the realization that in place of his capable hand, equipped with a thumb to grab onto things, he instead had a paw that lacked such abilities. A grumble of irritation left him before a second stretched, trying to hook his useless paw between the bars sent him tumbling, balance forgotten before he fell into the tunnel that led to the second level.

Cody landed with a umph as the bedding cushioned him beneath, a second thump following when Dominic jumped after. Their ruckus unsettled the sleeping mice who shifted around them, as though opening a place in their tight knit sleeping group. Reluctantly, the two shuffled into the group, nestling down into the warmth of the collection of bodies, squirming legs, bodies, and heads nudging into them while their heads lay down onto the grassy bedding and beady eyes slid closed, giving in to a night in a body not their own, a night as a rat.

******

"I knew I didn't have those two!" Jill exclaimed suddenly, her voice the alarm clock for the two rodents, still curled together with Cody's head nestled in the warmth of Dominic's crotch while Dominic's nose poked beneath Cody's head, abandoned by their other sleeping companions when Jill refilled the food, leaving the two newest additions looking like the odd guys out.

"I knew it last night and I know it now! You two are new!" Curiosity painted a picture of rapt interest over Jill's face while she stares as Cody while he roused himself, blushing beneath his fur at the placement of his face, Dominic's furry belly resting beneath his cheek like a cushiony pillow. Under his sister's stare, Cody felt the weight of his nudity suddenly resting on him. Sheepishly, with eyes trying to shrink shut and avoid the look of her judging eyes, Cody drew back into the bedding in an attempt to tuck out of sight and be ignored in place of Dominic who stayed on the top of the fluff, still mostly asleep though his nose had begun to twitch idly.

"Nuh uh uh! Not so fast! I'm looking at you!" Jill scolded, jerking at the latch of the lower portion of the cage to open a small door, situated above the line of fluff so she could reach inside and snatch Cody's rat form out of the fluff, bits of the golden paper-y substance clinging to his fur alongside the smell of dry food and other mice.

When she drew Cody out of the cage, Jill paused and plucked up Dominic as well, the sleepy creature writhing in her hand with a burst of ignorant terror- a shriek leaping from his throat.

"Calm down, Calm down, little rat. I just want to have a look at you. I just want to get a look at you." She crooned, carting the two rats together in a tight grip to the bed before dropping them onto it, plump bodies jiggling into place on the comforter. Disgruntled, Cody squirmed onto his four paws with wide eyes and a wild look glinting in his eyes, upset at being manhandled by his own sister.

"Knock it off, ya little twerp!" He huffed, though all that the human heard was a serious of angry sounding squeaks, amusing her greatly.

"Are you angry, little guy? Little Grumpybutt?" She drew a hand under his chin, tickling it along his slender jaw and stroking the fur there down his neck where she poked at the slight looseness of his scruff. Shortly however, her finger trailed down further and poked at his butt before she grabbed at his fleshy tail, running her hand down along it while Cody's fur stood on end, irritation running through him like an electrical circuit. Suddenly, Jill grabbed at the tail and pulled it upwards, making him shriek loudly in surprise.

At his pained cry, the teen only laughed with giddy delight and gave it a second tug, gentler this time but still enough to make him whimper out a soft, high-pitched sound. "What a hoot, Grumpybutt!" She hollered, lifting the rat in both palms up to her face to peer at him, waggling his body from side to side. "Little Grumpybutt, has no friends because he's a big ole Grumpybutt..." She sang, watching the rat's ears twitched with confusion and then shrink down with embarrassment.

"Aww...am I wearing you out? I'll give you a break and move onto little Sleepynoodle now..."

And again, like it had to Cody, the hand descended. Without a passing thought to the plump rat's comfort, or rather, discomfort, Jill prodded at his plump, bulging stomach filled with water from the night before still sloshing inside. Her fingertip rubbed over the furry expanse, at first a passing annoyance, though as it continued Dominic began to squirm away, forcing the girl to curl a grip around his waist. The finger moved upwards, tickling beneath his chin like one would to taunt a small infant, scritching her painted nail against the long shape of his snout before his tail caught her interest and two fingers squished on either side of it, tugging gently and making Dominic squeak at the sensation, butt curling towards his body.

"Where did you two come from, hmm?" She pondered aloud while tracing her fingers, gripping loosely on his tail along it, grazing the back of his thighs and his furry, hidden sheath each time she pulled up on the tail towards his body, teasing him just enough that the tip poked out, greeting the open air.

"You just appeared out of nowhere. Like magic..." Her voice held absent-minded awe at the concept of magic, distracted though with the rat that squirmed in her hand, forcing her grip to shift and change to keep him under control while Dominic grunted with his growing annoyance, not wanting to be controlled by the girl any long when a throb had gone through his small, minature even, cock that poked from his concealed sheath, unnoticed by the girl.

"Are you magic rats?" Jill demanded, suddenly sounding more interested as she turned Dominic onto his back, holding his head back with a hand that pushed against his small chest, plastering him against the squishy cushion of the comforter of the bed while Cody watched with wide eyes. When flipped over, his pink cock flopped up towards his belly, bobbing there for a beat before Jill's eyes widened at the sight.

"Oh my..." She breathed, leaning closer rather than jumping away, holding Dominic a bit tighter while she poked at the fleshy appendage.

"Reep!" Dominic cried, a jolt of tingling sensation going up his spine at the touch, no matter how much the girl hadn't meant to, even such a light touch was arousing and made him throb in return while Cody watched on with ever-widening eyes, looking like a small statuette in his frozen stance.

Jill giggled with amusement at the sound, so loud and squeaky even coming from such a plump rat it sounded girlish and pathetic. "Did that surprise you, magic rat?" She prodded, poking at his rounded tummy for a moment before she drew her fingertip to his dick once again, this time tracing along the entire pink length, glowing its rosy shade against the pale gray of his fine tummy fur.

"That's it!" Dominic snapped, though the only sound Jill heard was a grunt before the rat twisted up on the bed, the squared teeth that protruded from his jaw catching the girl's fingertip in a tight chomp.

The sudden burst of pain made the girl yelp, dropping the grip she had on Dominic while kicking out her leg and sending the two rats off the bed, bullets from a gun. They both landed, sprawled across the floor with a dull aching buzz in the back of their heads while Jill sat up on the bed, shouting. "Hey! You nasty rat!" When she moved to get off the bed in pursuit of them they darted away, charging out the door.

"I hate you!" Cody screamed, a squeak like sound ringing in Jill's ears from the noise though Dominic heard the true meaning, scowling.

"At least you didn't get fondled by Jill." The other rat spat back, through Cody's look of pure death from the retort made him widened an eye in question.

"Seriously? You fap to my mother but my sister is off limits? You're fucked up, du-" His voice was filled with venom but it stopped short, cut off suddenly when a blur of fur shot out from the corner of the hallway, a tail streaming behind the family cat like a battle flag while both rats suddenly felt a swirl of panic mix through the contents of their stomach, Dominic's bladder suddenly swelling with the urge to piss himself right there on the spot in the middle of the hallway, staring down at the feline.

"Oh fuck." He squeaked before they turned and shot down the hall, tails beating on the fabric of the carpet, not dragging on but fluttering off the ground with the force of their speed as they fled from the beast behind them. While they ran, they peeked back over a shoulder to see what had before seemed to be a harmless pet. Ears pinned back and teeth exposed in a snarl, the feline had transformed into its vicious, predatory side. To the rats, mere inches off the ground the cat towered over them, stalking closer with its butt raised once the boys were cornered against the far wall, inching towards the corner of the hallway to avoid the cat that crept closer, step by step....

"This is all your fault, Dominic!"

"My fault!? You have a fuckin' crazy mother! Do you realize that? She's *squeak!* insane!" Both eyes stretched wide, they glowed like miniature moons, reflecting the light from the hallway while Dominic glared towards the other rat.

"Really? You're gonna go all hater on her now? You do realize you wanted to fuck her like...less than twenty four hours ago?!" Cody's voice was even higher in pitch that Dominic's and grated at the rodent's sensitive hearing.

"Shut the fuck up, dude. Fucking her has nothing to do with how insane she is! Insane *is* what she is though! She's crazy! She's a crazy witch!" While Dominic shouted out in his shrill rodent tone the striped cat leapt closer, one paw grazing Cody's skinny tail.

"Reeep!" He exploded to the side in a burst of instinctual fleeing, spotting the crack in the door to Jan's room that offered escape. Behind him, right on his heels, Dominic raced after Cody's lead, taking them into the darkness of Jan's room where his body was sprawled over the bed, on his back, passed out after the grueling day of "learning." That is if learning involved smuggled bottles stuffed into brown paper bags in the populated alley's behind the school where rolled cigarettes and discarded baggies stinking of weed littered the ground.

Even in the darkness of Jan's room, the cat's sharp vision offers the rats no escape after they fled through the crack of the door. A grating accompaniment of terrified shrieks filled the air, though Jan didn't stir in his illegally created haze of sleep, while the two rats continued in their escape, dodging a leaping attack around the leg of a oak desk, leaving them tangled in the drooping bedspread that spilled off the bed.

"Up!" Cody shouted, screeching like a signal for the cat to dive beneath the desk after them, giving only a split second of consideration before a swiping paw convinced Dominic to follow the command, scurrying up the slanted piled of blankets, carrying them up onto the bed.

"In here!" Cody added, spying Jan's pant leg, hanging open like a welcoming cave, one that offered certain safety- or so the rodent thought. After only the second needed for the feline's nose to twitch after the scent trail of the two plump treats it leapt onto the bed, slamming two wide paws around the lumped shape of Dominic in the pant leg.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna die!" Dominic shrieked, sounding like a terrified girl scout facing an imaginary monster in the woods with his whiny scream before his body writhed out of the hold- the fabric of Jan's jeans just enough to block the tip of the cat's claws from grabbing onto the rodent . His desire to flee kicking in, Dominic raced up the pant leg, creating an "enchanted" bump inside Jan's pants, starting at his ankle and flying up the length of his leg till Dominic stumbled over the flesh shape of Jan's cock, inviting the cat's paws to slam against the flaccid lump. Cody followed Dominic, not wanting to lose the only support he had in his race from the pursuing feline. Trapped in the crotch of Jan's pants, the two rats squished together tucked mostly between Jan's thighs, allowing the cat to beat of the cock that rested basically on top of their heads, the free hanging tip sitting between Cody's ears, centered above his wide, disgusted and terrified eyes.

"God, I've never hated you as much as I do right now." Cody whispered, trying to keep his squeaking voice to a minimum as he squirmed to move Jan's lightly throbbing head off of his scalp. A bubbling sort of anger rested in Cody's eyes, strong enough to be created only in the rare situation that one could be blamed for another having a penis rest on his transformed head.

"Hey! I found us a safe place, didn't I?" Dominic complained, voice squeaking up loud enough that the cat smacked a hand against the two rats and the throbbing, sensitive tip of Jan's cock that pulsed to life despite Jan's still body otherwise. A hiss vibrated through the fabric while the cat prodded the spot with his tongue as though he could taste the rats beneath the fabric barrier.

"Knock on wood much, Dominic!?" Cody growled, sounding particularly exasperated as a dribble of pre cum seeped out from Jan's naked tip, oozing down over the length of the male's muzzle, dribbling off his protruding tooth.

Rather than sympathy, Dominic laughed at the sight of the rat, face fur being mused by the trail of pre cum that dribbled out from Jan's tip more and more steadily. The sound was coarse and shrill, but rang out like a true laugh until he ended with a mouse-like squeak.

However, before Dominic felt any more amusement at his friends suffering, Jan's cock stiffened further and his balls pull up to his body while the tip jerks, shooting off a spray of cum into the wall of denim, sending it splashing back on the two rats. At the first spray, the cat's nose wrinkles at the unappetizing saltiness of the new aroma and scampers off while Dominic's screech of disgust rings out in the air. A second and thirst stream of cum follow the first, coating both of the rat's faces, soaking into the fur that rimmed their features and gathered in the indents of their nose, stuffing it with the musky scent of the teenaged male. A teenaged male back from a night doing questionable things that left him swelling rank with a mixture of sweat, marijuana, and jizz. The fourth was weakest, dripping out the last bit of seed as it ended, oozing more onto Cody's face while he wilted under the gooey, thick seed that coated not only his face but most of his body, surrounding him in the male stench. No sooner than he had coated them in seed, Jan's cock retreated into its slumbering, flaccid state leaving Cody once again pinned under its limp weight, glaring at Dominic who seemed to be in a state of shock, staring at the mess of cum on and surrounding them in the denim cage.

For a short minute, the two rats sit in silence staring at one another and watching the jizz on the insides of the jeans start to dry against the fabric and on their fur but once the shock wore off, Cody's anger returned.

"...You...mother fucker.."

Dominic tried to lift a paw, only stumbled forward within it to balance him.

"You are the whole reason we are in this mess, a literal mess! A literal mess of my older brothers semen! I have been turned into a rat! I have seen my mother naked, taunting you with her pussy! I have been probed by my sister! I am inside my brother's pants soaked in jizz that is 85% hubris!" Shrill with his rat-state and his anger, Cody lost all control on volume. "You are an asshat, a failure, a shit faced mother fucker! I cannot believe you! You did this to us! To me! You got me covered in semen..." Cody choked as though to vomit but instead just shrunk back on his paws before another sound interrupted his monologue.

The sound was a laugh. Loud and full-bodied, Dominic knew just who it was laughing at them now. The witch.

"Look who I found here..." She crooned while fingers gently worked the zipper of Jan's pants open and another hand held a laundry basket filled with the teenager's dirty underwear and socks that had earlier been strewn over the floor. "Have you too shacked up with the poor sleeping Jan? Taking advantage of him like you did to me?"

Once the teenager's pants had flopped open and the mess of Jan's cock, resting on the rat's back and centered on Cody's face, framed with oozing globs of jizz was exposed Cecilia smirked. "Cody, you must deserve to be a rat if you doing such things to your brother of all people! While he's resting peacefully! A disgrace is what you are!" She laughed at the drooping expression that the rodent returned while the witch eased Jan's dick to the side, subtly smearing the last bit of cum into her rodent's son head fur before she plucked up their fleshy tails, holding both in one hand before she lifted them out, dangling them together with a chorus of frightened squeals.

"Now then, I've decided what to do with you nasty little creatures.." She paused to drop them into the laundry basket onto a bed of aromatic boxers, rank with the aged scent of the same semen and sweat that soaked their fur now, giving them a timeline of the smell from fresh to not so fresh. Not caring about their disgusted batting at their faces, as if trying to rip their noses from their faces, Cecilia continued undeterred, "I've chosen not to kill you, so be happy there. Besides, it makes more sense to keep you. Though I'm not going to use you as food either..." The two paused in the abuse of their tortured noses and looked up, hope glinting in Cody's eyes. "I'm going to use you as little breeding machines to cut back on food costs! You're gonna be a little mommy, Dominic!"

However, Dominic leapt upwards, glaring while he forcibly squeaked. "Discrimination!"

Cecilia had to pause at the rat's interjection, staring down at the basket before she grudgingly nodded. "You're right, I can't favor Cody- especially after he proved himself here to be less than innocent..." One hand held the laundry basket to her hip while the other stroked over her chin in thought. " I know what to do! I'll take you to the vet! He can decide which of you is more virile! That's the rat that I'll keep male, as a stud. The other can become the little rat, momma bitch..." Delight flashed in her eyes at the thought before she nodded in self agreement and glanced down at the two rats, semen drying on their skin in crusty flakes.

After the brief moment of evil pleasure, she paused and cleared her throat. "That is...after all, fair." And so, she carted the basket down to the laundry room, pausing to douse the two rats into a cold basin of water, scrubbing the flecks of jizz out of their fur, though the soap-less bath did nothing to remove the stench of it that lingered in their noses, clung to their fur, and hung around them like a haze. Once clean, she returned them to the basket of dirty boxers, wandering up to finish her task while the two breathed the hauntingly horrid stench until she was finished and scooped them up, stuffing them into her purse like spare dollar bills and heading to her car. "The vet will fix this problem fair and square! Once we know!" A squeal of fiendish glee interrupted her speech before she caught herself and coughed lightly into a fist. "Uhm, once we know then we can begin the mating of you two and the other female we have and make a whole batch of little dinners, suppers, and breakfasts!" Another burst of her verbalized felicity filled the care while Dominic and Cody trembled side by side like vibrating cell phones in her purse.

"I'm gonna get fucked by a psychopath. I'm gonna get fucked as a rat...I'm gonna get fucked by a psychopath.." Cody whimpered, occasionally muttering an additional, "My mother is insane." while beside him Dominic had his own worried chant.

"I'm going to have to fuck Cody..I'm going to have to fuck Cody...I have a tiny rat penis...I smell nasty...and I have a tiny penis..." His mind seemed to be jumbled by the distress, trains of thought twisting and losing their track before they reached the station of fulfillment. Nonetheless, it was clear to both of them that whatever happened at the vet was not going to bring about their changing back and they had begun to chew over the possibility of remaining rats.

"What joy is there in being a rodent? Do they have any skills or nap times?" Cody wondered, presenting the question to Dominic but he only mumbled out that the average human penis was five to six inches and his was in centimeters.

"I mean, maybe if we escaped we could live on the streets, live in a hole somewhere, hide from cats...What the fuck am I saying? Dominic! I'm losing my mind!"

Dominic looked at him in the hazy light of the purse compartment and widened his eyes. "Who the fuck cares? I'm losing my penis!"

Cody glared fiercely, already small eyes narrowing into black strips- like the slot on a mailbox to slip letters into, at the other rodent, but when his mouth opened to squeak out a retort a hand swatted to the side of the purse. "Quiet in there! You practically made me run off the road with your squeaking!" She barked, voice lowering before she added, "Troublesome pests..." Her tone of voice, the delight at their displeasure having morphed into a true sound of disinterest in them, sent a chill over them and silenced their arguing while concerned stares fluttered between them. The silence that grew between them flourished and bloomed until the car jerked into a parking spot and went still while the hum of the engine clicked off.

The sudden stop jostled the boys forward, Cody rocking into Dominic's side with a thump of their' body's together. "Oof-" Dominic coughed, flopping onto his side and sliding further into the wall of the purse, slipping on the silky liner while his eyes strained to see the spinning interior of the handbag. A mixture of loose change and Tic-Tacs escaped from their container clunked into the rats, shrapnel from the crash, all on top of a backdrop of the blue and white plaid liner.

"Klutz..." Cody grumbled, displeased and disoriented caught in a loose pocket of the bag with one leg and his tail dangling out of of the pouch when the purse settled. His face was twisted, forehead wrinkled upwards and eyes pointing towards each other in angry points though with his rodents features, bucked teeth and swiveling folded ears on the top of his head even the angry face looked comical, causing Dominic, upside down against the corner of the fabric wall to giggle to himself in a screeching sound.

"I said quiet!" Cecilia yelped again, this time grabbing the purse by its strap and yanking it upwards, once again sending the two passengers bumping into each other and the sides like pinballs.

"Stop it!" Cody whined, trying to put his four paws beneath himself once the purse was level, swaying gently with each step forward Cecilia took walking towards the vet's office, a building neither Dominic or Cody could envision from inside the dark, fashionable cage.

Either Cecilia didn't hear the high-pitched complaint from her rodent son or she chose to ignore him as she entered the animal clinic, a soft bell announcing her arrival from its perch dangling above the door.

"Hello, Miss Casey. Is the cat sick again? Or is it Snuggletails?" The nurse's friendly attitude drifted through to the rats in her sweet voice, gentle unlike the maniac witch they'd been interacting with since they'd been caught in the bathroom less than twenty four hours before, though it felt like a lifetime.

"Actually I've got a question about a couple of rats. Want to see which is better for studding, gotta know which to get rid of and which to keep around." Cecilia offered the other woman a smile while she set her purse onto the counter to take the few sheets of informative paperwork and a pamphlet on rats. The sudden hard surface gave Dominic a chance to scuttle up against the side of the purse, using a bottle of lotion as a stepping stool to poke his head up from the purse, swiveling his head through the room to get a panoramic view.

In his first glance, Dominic saw the young secretary with her long blonde hair pulled into a tight bun that sat atop her head making a small doughnut shape. She wore a smock decorated with cats chasing mice and the little cartoon images sent shivers down the rodent's spine, tail twitching with the momentary feelings of discomfort from the memory of being chased by the cat before he swiveled to see the rest of the room. As he turned he caught the sight of Cecilia, head bent over the paperwork, behind her lay a landscape of plastic chairs and coffee tables that made up the waiting room, only a small elderly woman waiting in the room with a brightly colored bird perched in a cage beside her, tweeting throatily. Through the glass door they'd entered in, Dominic could see outside, the sun shining brightly, although clouds were splattered through the blue backdrop. His heart fluttered at the sight, for a moment imagining himself waving to the smiling secretary before he walked, on two, human legs out the door, into the sunshine where he could whistle and hear his own voice rather than a squeaky rendition of human words. His eyes fogged at the daydream, a haze gathering around his visual exploration, broken when the paperwork Cecilia worked on was shuffled into a stack and Dominic dove back into the purse, though the glow of the wishful daydream lingered in his eyes.

"What did you see? Can we escape?" Cody demanded, pushing both paws into Dominic's side in an eager push, common to pestersome poking of one's arm, though Cody didn't have the balance to lift only one paw in a poking motion so he'd replaced in with the strange dry humping motion.

Dominic grimaced, pushing Cody back with one hind leg before he scowled. "No, she's right next to us." he grumbled, looking down at his strange paws, with a cloudy image of his human hands from memory floating beside it in comparison. Dainty, like that of a toy, his front paw matched to his human hand, though one finger was missing, giving it a even spaced collection of four, each tipped with matching nails in a soft peach, pointed into a bit of a claw. Thin and almost invisible hairs coated over the digit, poking out onto the smooth surface and clashing with the image of a smooth, hairless human hand. Rather than a thumb, able to pull and grip and open, Dominic had only a smooth continuation of the curved edge of the paw. The familiar knuckles he scuffed when he tumbled onto the sidewalk skateboarding were lost, instead of dashed wrinkles over the bend his paws fingers continued out straight without the same mobility, and whatever bend there was lost into the fur coating and truly not the same knuckle at all. His nose, pink on the tip of his pointed face, wrinkled with a swell of emotion, feeling helpless without the most basic of his human features. Without a thumb, what set him apart from anything else on the planet? Nothing.

Concerned with Dominic's silence, even as Cecilia chatted about the horrifying Steve Snuggletails back home with the friendly nurse while the vet finished neutering another dog, Cody inched closer and lightly nudged his shoulder to the other male's. "You okay?"

"No..." Dominic mumbled, though his squeaky voice edge on being an animal noise altogether without any hint of true speech. "We're losing ourselves, Cody. I didn't get it...till right now. We're not just playing a game that'll end soon, look at yourself...like really look..." On paw pushed a compact mirror towards the other rodent, whose eyes despite being pure darkness flickered with a hint of sadness at Dominic's revelation.

As he'd been told, Cody dropped his eyes to the reflective surface and looked, really stared down at his reflection and let his memorized image of his human face with swooped blonde bangs and eyes hidden behind long, feminine lashes fade away to be replaced with the true features he held now. Rather than be hidden behind lashes, his eyes bulged out from his head slightly, shiny like a bead in the stuffed head of a teddy bear rather than windows into his intelligent soul. His face was coated with gray, dark like the circles under his eyes when he hadn't slept, though instead of just in a crescent beneath his eyes it covered his entire face, giving it a monotonous, unchanging quality like the landscape ignored on long car rides. With a growing pain in his gut, Cody twitched the small pink nose and watched the cropping of whiskers around it jiggle, finally feelings their existence there on his snout, tickling at his furred cheeks.

Cody stared hard, trying to find a hint of the intense look his friend's teased him for when he became worried with something, but his eyes were blank and held no emotions, not even the whelming feelings of distress and depression he felt at the realizations he was making of himself. He searched for a hint of blonde to suggest his bleach colored hair still lingered there, tying to his family in the alikeness it held to his brother's cropping of hair, like the scrap of a jacket left in the woods that led the search party to the waiting victim, but a forest of dull gray fur coated him without pause and without a trace of the sign of hope. He reeled back and squinted, fogged the vision and tried to summon his memory once again while his chest tightened, clenching with the human instinct to cry while his animal face remain unchanged except for a twitch of the pink nose, the only sign of emotion. His human face drifted off to the corner of his mind and wouldn't return to the surface, leaving the gray rat's features hanging in the mirror, cast onto Cody like a heavy weight, anchoring him to the present situation.

"You see it don't you?" Dominic probed gently, voice barely audible as he cringed back from the mirror, avoiding his own gray face while Cody turned from the circular device as well.

"Yeah..." Cody shrunk back, swiveling his ears towards the sounds around the purse, catching a hint of the conversation that grabbed his attention out from the deep waters of his mind, churning worry and distress into a deep ocean of thought.

"Come this way, Cecilia. I'm ready to poke your rats around now!"

Alarm grabbed Cody's ears and pulled them up, high and wide around his face while Dominic inched up onto his back legs. "W-what are they gonna do?"

As if he'd heard them, the vet's deep voice rumbled out again. "Now gimme those two rascals and let's figure out which one's got better babymakers!"

Cecilia produced the two rats, both looking calm compared to when they'd been tossed into the purse, their sobering experience leaving them tense and lackluster. "Now boys, you know what happens to whoevers the best...and what happens to the loser..." She whispered, giving a playful tone to her voice as though she was only a playing a funny joke, but the rats knew why she'd said what she did. She was reminding them of her plan. Reminding them that they were not allies anymore, but competitors...the loser to lose the ultimate thing; his gender.

The vet, his nametag read Vinny, laughed heartily at the little pun, but Dominic and Cody inches apart and lifelong friendship starting to split as both imagined the other plunging into them, feelings themselves spread and pierced from behind. "Looks like they are already feeling the pressure!" He chuckled, lifting over a small scale from another counter before he settled it onto the silver, metallic examination table. "Now let's weigh them both to see who's got the upper hand size wise, hmm?"

While he fiddled with the scale, balancing it so it read zero when neither of the rodents stepped on the vet chatted idly. "Think I should give them each a little snack beforehand? Gain their trust before I fondle them with my rubbery, cold hands?" He asked Cecilia, grinning at her with penis-based appreciation.

The woman nodded, chuckling politely though her face registered an ounce of annoyance at the glances to her breasts, contained in a tight fitting but high cut top.

"Vinny" smiled at the acceptance and moved to a can of walnuts seemingly abandoned on the far edge of another counter, tucked in the shadow of the wall before he produced a plump nut for each of the rats, setting it at their feet. "These contain lots of arginine, good for a boner." He winked flirtatiously before boasting, "Nature's Viagra. I eat em everyday."

Cecilia was not amused. "That's too bad. I've never needed help getting my arousal up, but it takes what it takes doesn't it?" Her face was serious, but the revenge was clear in her message and Vinny fell silent, pulling Dominic, who held half a walnut with the other chunk disappearing down his throat, onto the scale.

"Six hundred sixty six point five.." Vinny mumbled, scratching the number onto a piece of notebook paper, covered in sketched outlines of canines and breasts along the margin line. "Your turn..." His hand swallowed Cody, who shivered at the cold sensation of the rubber gloves the veterinarian wore a squeak escaping his lips at the strange sensation of the texture.

"Hmm...Six hundred and two." The vet mused, pouting his lips in sympathy for the smaller rat before he produced a ruler, tugging out Cody's tail to measure the flesh appendage.

"Rumor has it tail length is actually connected to the length of a penis..." Vinny shared, holding up Dominic's tail beside Cody's, showing off the inch long difference. "Poor little..." He glanced at Cecilia for help naming the shorter tailed rat.

She smiled sadly, supplying the title. "Cody."

"Poor little Cody, let's hope the rumor's false, little buddy." Vinny's hand continued over Cody's body once dropping his limp tail, rubbing over his fur, digging into the skin in hopes of working out any danger or finding any abnormality in his skin or fur while he continued to blabber towards the impatient MILF.

"Did you know that the word penis actually comes from Latin meaning 'tail'? Though its origin isn't nearly as exciting as all the slang! My brother, when we were growing up on the farm...he called it anything he heard some other boy say...Adolph, Deep V diver, ding-a-ling, yogurt gun, pork sword, pink cigar...That boy should have made a dictionary of all his little penis poems." Earnestly, Vinny turned his rounded face towards the woman, looking for a spark of interest in her face while he wiggled a finger into Cody's ear, checking for a buildup of wax while the rat writhed in his hold- feeling the latex of the gloves pull on his soft fur, itching painful on his skin when it pulled.

Not one to give up, Vinny leapt back into his rambling in hopes of landing on an interesting fact, "Well, uh, since you seemed to know that one- didja know that the blue whale has the largest penis of any animal? From eight to ten feet long and at least a foot around! Can you imagine that one stuffed up your- uh..." Vinny burned a deep red and looked down at Cody, flopped over his hand with a waxed finger resting against his ear, having forgotten its task of cleaning the ear in search of wax which Vinny hurriedly resumed in an attempt to avoid what he'd nearly blurted out.

While jotting down a note and releasing Cody, dizzy and rather starry eyed, from his grip Vinny started once again, "Actually, having a big penis could be good since doctors can actually use the foreskins of circumcised babes to grown skin for burn victims! The skin from one foreskin can create 23,000 square meters of skin! Can you 'magine have a face made up of penis flesh?" He waited for a response, but when none was returned but a hard stare, he continued on undeterred "Speaking of the ocean again, there's a sea creature that has a name that means "amazing swimmer with a large penis" Realizing he had no way to branch off from that, Vinny jumped to a fresh subject, one more relatable to the woman.

"What I'm going to do now..." He started, while pushing a finger into Dominic's ear now, digging out a single fleck of wax, which Vinny dutifully noted. "...is take each each of their internal temperatures." He released Dominic, watching him scamper to the opposite edge of the examination table, ears folded back with his eyes bulging more than normal before he continued down to a drawer on the table, opening it to reveal an old fashioned thermometer.

At first, Cody's ear flicked up to the side in a questioning stance, almost voicing his internal question, How's he gonna fit that in our mouths?, to Dominic before he realized the true answer. That wouldn't be going into their itty bitty mouths...it'd be going somewhere else, somewhere even more private...

A yelp of protest left Dominic's mouth as a hand grabbed him around the waist, holding in a surprisingly tight grip, tugging his fur on the latex of the gloves, and flipping him upside down so his eyes bulged downwards as if threatening to pop out and roll onto the floor. From behind, the squirt of a bottle spitting out a cold substance onto his hip filled Dominic's ears while Vinny's voice rolled at the edge of his consciousness.

"Did you know only one in 400 men are flexible enough to give themselves oral sex?"

The cold substance dripped and oozed over his hip, smearing messily into his fur and mussing the short furs as they neared the base of his tail, the cold substance even more biting on the hairless flesh of his tail, though the true chill shot up his spine when Vinny's gloved fingertip rolled over the glob of lubricant and rubbed against the puckered anal hole of the rat, poking gently into the cavity. Dominic yipped again when the ring of muscle of his hole weakened and then tightened madly in an attempt to keep the invading finger out, to no avail. The tight ring clenched but was stretched open around the rubber-coated finger, slick with cheap lubricant that quickly retreated back again to be replaced with a blump glass rod, the thermometer.

A loud yelp escaped as Dominic's face twisted with a sharp cringe while the thermometer pushed in deeper, the ring weakening slowly, yawning open while the thermometer squirmed slowly into him, prodding against his prostate and sending a zing of confusing pleasure to the rat's cock, swelling it out from his hidden cavity.

Vinny leaned down to read the red that inched up onto the line, his breath tickling against Dominic's tail base, sending another zap up his spine. The rat squeaked out again, a deep spray of humiliation covering his face, glowing beneath the gray fur while the thermometer wriggled, spinning so the vet could read the line that the red had reached, kissing to it.

"One hundred degrees on the dot!" Vinny announced but Dominic didn't hear the vet nor the scritching of his pen on the paper as he noted the amount. He didn't hear anything until Vinny returned to his earlier comment, smirking at Cecilia as he bragged. "You're know, I'm a very rare man..."

The woman cringed at the image of the chubby, baby-faced vet leaned down over himself, choking on his own cock, but she didn't outwardly respond otherwise. "Why don't you...do Cody next." She suggested almost timidly as though frightened of earning herself another penis pun.

"Sure, sure...Have you ever heard of Freddie? He's a bottlenose dolphin known for hooking swimmers and pulling them through the water with his big penis around them like a hook."

Cecilia sighed with a small grumble, looking at the table where Dominic lay limp on the table, curled towards himself though the pink tip of his cock peeked out on his stomach, teased into the air from the shocking stretching of his tailhole. From the opposite side of the table, being tugged up into the air again by the enthusiastic vet who continued to ramble on. "There was once a king, Fatefehi of Tonga, who supposedly deflowered more than 37,000 virgins, about seven a day. Can you imagine?" His hand yanked the rat upwards into the air, hand slipping enough to let the latex pull at his fur before the vet encircled tighter on the rat and lifted his butt into the air, Cody suddenly exposed to the icy bite of the same lubrication that Dominic had experienced before him. A low whine of displeasure following as the same stretching began to widen his tailhole, forcing it around the plump tip of Vinny's finger, coated in latex.

Just like Dominic, Cody writhed in the tight clench of Vinny's hand but froze when the glass rod pushed into him, forcing him wide around the tube that squirmed and wriggled deeper into him. Cody gritted his teeth and clenched tighter, fighting against the intruding tube of cold glass, eased into him with the help of the lubrication. Like ice sinking into him, the thermometer dug chills into him, radiating the coolness out from his mid point. Another sigh of pain escaped the rat's lips, rattling against his teeth before he clenched them harder, trying to distract from the sensation of his tight muscles being forced open. The vet barely blinked, obvlious to the rat's discomfort as he ogled Cecilia's breasts, furthering ramming the rod into Cody's sensitive prostate while he writhed in Vinny's grasp.

"Reep!" Cody finally shouted, the shrill tone of the rat's voice breaking his stare on Cecilia's rack before he hastily read the reading and set Cody back down, stumbling forward with back legs awkwardly spread. "Urf..." Cody sighed out before slumping on the table only to be prodded into a standing position.

"Time to test their endurance!" Vinny announced with a smile spread over his lips while he lugged up a heavy, but rather small treadmill made for small pets such as the rat. Cody whined as he was pushed onto the treadmill, exhausted already from the strain of having his temperature read. Dominic sat on the corner of the table, watching with keen interest and a spark of delight at his friend's misfortune.

Cody lagged on the treadmill, even when Vinny started it at a slow speed with the incline set at zero, but when it ticked up to the next speed he practically stumbled onto the black track of the moving wheel. His nose jumped with a little huff when he tried to pick up speed, but his unfamiliarness with the limbs he had combined with the discomfort from the vet's carelessness with his butt left him still drooping on the treadmill, leaning forward in an attempt to propel him up towards the top of the moving wheel.

Cody huffed again, harder now before Vinny clicked the treadmill off. "Poor guy, I don't want to kill the little bugger." He mumbled, shrugging at Cecilia as if to apologize for not making Cody run any longer. She gave only a short nod, silently studying her son, in his rat form, curious to how he was reacting, locked inside the skull of a rodent to his failure.

"It's gonna be me. It's gonna be me who becomes a doe. I'm gonna get stuffed just like with the thermometer..." His beady eyes bulged wider while Vinny plucked Dominic up and plopped him onto the same track that buzzed to life.

Unlike Cody, Dominic found the first setting of the treadmill easy to keep up, though his paws felt wobbly when the slope was increased to the second notch. He ran for a few minutes, the treadmill buzzing with a steady hum while Cody peered up at Dominic, watching the other rat surpass him while Vinny scribbled onto his notepad, either notes or further sketches of breasts. After a couple minutes, the treadmill again was clicked off and Dominic scampered off.

"Wonderful, I can already see who's going to win this one..." Viny mused, though he set the note pad down and put on fresh gloves once again. "Time for another inspection." He announced, eyeing he drooping rat, Cody.

Beneath the vet's gaze Cody trembled and shrunk down against the metallic surface of the table, even his rounded ears lowering. "D-dominic?" He stammered, squeaking out miserably while Vinny snapped his gloves around his wrist and reached for the rat, yanking his tail upward, exposing Cody's stretched tailhole and the furred balls that hung beneath.

"Let's see these..." Vinny mumbled while he stroked a finger up against Cody's sensitive balls, petting through the light covering of fur with the tickling tug of the latex on the sensitive skin making the rodent squirm slightly. Ears tight to his head, Cody lowered his head to the table, hiding the blush that flourished beneath his gray fur while his cock swelled from Vinny's slow touch, checking for any abnormalities before his palm gently cupped beneath the small orbs, weighing them in his hand while Cody tried to lower his tail to hide his genitals from the judgement of the vet, the witch, and Dominic.

"A bit small, not too heavy..." The vet remarked, only deepening the rodent's flush of humiliation. It burned across his cheeks, but dug deeper into him, into his gut where it burned into shame.

"Can't have much in there...shall we see what his release looks like?" Vinny asked, looking to Cecilia with the question. She gave a curt jerk of her head in response, sealing Cody's fate with another, fresh bout of distress.

Ready to milk out a orgasm from the rat, Vinny brought his latex coated fingers up off of the rodent's ballsacks and petted over the tip that peeked out from the fur of his stomach, red and slick with a leak of pre. From where Dominic watched, he winced for his friend while the gentle stroke teased out his miniature rat cock, the six millimeters of length easily slipping out into the air, tip drooling with an eager trickle of pre-cum that coated over the vet's gloved fingers while he teased them along Cody's shaft. The young male grimaced and squirmed back trying to escape the arousing touch though his hips rolled forward against his will, a tremble making his butt squirm up towards the touch.

Pleasure rolled over him, tricking his mind into thinking he wanted the vet's attention, the hand holding his body and cradling him still in place while slick fingers squeezed his thin shaft, pumping down over it in quick succession, milking him like a tight, female snatch. Though instead of being buried into a female Cody was exposed on an examination table, three pairs of eyes watching as he squeaked out in pleasure and while his dick jerked with a spit of precum onto the metallic surface of the table where the milky clear liquid pooled on the shiny surface. While his pre cum glistened on the backdrop of silver, Cody jerked forward while Vinny squeezed his small cock while it spasmed in his hold, balls pulling tight to his body before Cody led out a grunt of animalistic release and shot out a spray of semen, painting a glob of it onto the table overtop of where the early leakage had taken place. After the first spray, Vinny shoved a small cup beneath him, catching the second and third bursts of the substance.

"He blew nice and fast for us didn't he?" Vinny chuckled, twisting the knife into Cody's wound of burning embarrassment while Cecilia let out a shrill giggle of her own.

"Guess those rumors were probably right..." She joked, smirking while the rodent, once released from Vinny's grasp when the vet gathered his mess into the cup to measure it and take some notes from the sample, stumbled forward with his head tucked down. "Poor little Cody just can't do anything right lately..." She crooned, hiding a smirk behind her false sympathetic tone of voice.

Vinny mumbled some sympathy, but was engrossed in his study of the semen sample, frowning for the rat before he announced. "Well there's really no sense in continuing, this guy has got some of the lowest sperm counts I've ever seen, especially for such a young rat. It's most likely from stress..." He explained, but Cody had stopped listening. His ears were tight to his head, embarrassed and stressed with what would happen because of his poor results.

"Well, guess it takes more than hope huh?" Cecilia joked, chuckling while she gathered the two rats, both rather docile in the return of the news. Dominic felt a swell of pride in his chest, but stifled it when he saw Cody's drooping face, nose nearly touching the ground before they were tucked back into Cecilia's purse to be carted home.

******

"Unf..." Dominic gave a low grunt while his paws hooked against Cody's thigh, pulling the other rodent back against his groin where his red cock protruded, flopping to Cody's butt while it clumsily crawled its way towards her snatch, freshly transformed where he'd had a penis before...

"Fair's fair..." Cecilia started while she spread the rats out onto her kitchen counter, Cody's head still tucked down against his chest in embarrassment. "I said the least virile would become the doe...and Cody, my little boy, that's you.." Sympathy rimmed her eyes, but the twinkle of delight from the transformation about to occur still lingered there, sparkling with excitement.. With a small clap, Cecilia cast the spell and Cody felt a tingle start in his groin, teasing his cock still it rose to half-mast, throbbing gently with a subtle level of horniness from the warmth starting to spread. Then, just beneath his gaze and in front of his eyes, his penis, already so much smaller than his previous dick, began to shrink down towards the center of the warmth in his crotch, shrinking while his skin parted, like it'd been cut with a blade and folded inwards, rounded to form the outer lips of the female sex. His dick centered into a small nub and then stretched down with a subtle stroke, like a paintbrush over canvas, to leave a thin pair of skin flapped within the outer, puffy lips. The skin was sensitive, tingling as Cody stared down at himself, herself and the smell radiated off from her, a rich tantalizing scent that screamed for sex, for mating, for Dominic.

"Ooohh.." Dominic groaned in a squeaky, twisted voice into Cody's folded ear while his pink nose twitched again in a mad manner to breath in the tantalizing scent of the female's aroma. Like perfume, it hung around her body in a sweet cloud of the scent and surrounded them while Dominic rocked his cock forward to her puffy, pussy lips. With a squeaky gasp of shock, Cody felt Dominic roll his hips forward and pierce the sensitive, burning place between his thighs. A high pitched whine left the rodents lips while shame boiled in his gut again, swelling when another squeal of delight escaped at the sensation of Dominic stuffing her, stretching the tight tunnel of her sex.

A squelch filled the air of the kitchen while Cecilia leaned back to the wall, leaning down a bit to peek at the connection between the two, Dominic's cock stretching out Cody's freshly transformed opening, still tight like a true virgin. "Give it to her Dominic! Make us some snake snacks!" She urged, grinning while Cody shrunk down to the table more, only his butt lifted up by Dominic's eager tugging on his hips to hold his fuck hole in place to take the eager cock that began to pound in and out, the animal that ruled Dominic's mind taking over to complete the task of breeding.

"Take it, Cody! My little baby bakery! You want a bun in that oven dontcha? A whole big batch!" Her words rang in his ears, echoed like the taunt from a bully that haunts someone's entire life, dreams and waking moments. "Take it, Cody! Put another bun in that oven!"

******

A fresh moan rippled out from Dominic's lips, the sound more like a growl while he pulled Cody tight to him, flush to his groin with an ease of practice while the two hunched in the pale glow of the full moon outside, a marker on their calendar that ended in the same format. When the plump circle of cheese rose into the sky, Cody would form into a doe while Dominic was given enough time to race to Cody's side before he transformed again as well, dropping his human form monthly to satisfy the curse with a warm bloom of seed bursting into Cody's rodent womb, warm and thick like batter filling up the little stove inside Cody, ready to roll out a fresh cropping of baby rats that grew up into snacks for the plump, well-fed Steve Snuggletails.

"That's a good little rodent, bitch! Take it baby!" Bulky teeth jutted out from a frame of brown fur, speckled with white from the skinny mouse that gathered at Cody's right side, jostling for a turn with the breeding doe.

"I'm next!" A plumper rat, nearly black with the deepness of his gray leaned close to Cody's butt, watching the spreading of the her lips, drooping open around Dominic's cock.

"That's it, Dominic! Pound 'er!" Jerry, a gruff rat, whose face was rimmed with white on the edges of his face watched Cody's face. Cody's face rippled with the sensation from the rough mating, the little cringe with each pull back out of him when the claws nipped at his side and the gasp of his lips loosening when he was filled again.

Around them, forming a small coral of bodies, the other stud rats urged Dominic on in a mixture of squeaking. Cecilia, lounging nearby with a bored expression was no longer as thrilled the monthly activity as she had been the first time years before. Their voices were high pitched and shrill, like those of little girls taunting on a playground rather than rats centered around the steady slapping of hips to butt, Cody's body slumped forward with her butt raised high. Once Dominic pulled back, streaming a trickle of leaking semen out of the stretched opening of Cody's pussy, no longer tight as a vice when a fresh cock shoved inside, but loose around the fresh dick, squeezing only when it was slammed in hard, teasing her.

Another cup of batter was dumped into the pan, stretching out her belly and filling her up, filling the oven. "That's it, Jerry." Cecilia urged from nearby, smiling faintly at the memory of transforming the elderly, surprisingly perverted old man into a fitting rat persona, "Put another bun in that oven..."