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It was a hot Friday in August when the Rattening struck.

Thomas was all alone in the unbearable heat, having gotten off of work late. He lived in a second story apartment, and when the power went down and he lost his air conditioning it was all the worse.

Even after stripping down to nothing but his underwear and and undershirt, Thomas lacked the energy to even find his phone and see why the city was blacked out. Instead, he made himself a tall glass of lemonade and filled it with ice from his freezer as quickly as he could, then lazed by an open window taking slow sips. The sweet, cold lemonade and the slowly setting sun actually made the end of the day feel peaceful, even though Thomas was really itching to play a new game and could not.

As he watched the sun go down, Thomas felt that something was a bit off. It took him some time to place what it was, exactly. The hot August night was sweltering but felt still and calm, until he noticed it: the smell. It was a thick, heavy, cloying smell that blended with the heady smell of the late summer's evening, but then began to overpower it.

It was a raw, animal smell every bit as thick as the pollen; heady and pungent. But there was a vague sourness to the smell as well, one that vaguely reminded Thomas of laundry left un-done too long. He paid it little mind as he sipped his lemonade, watching the skies. It was only when he heard the chittering, and the sounds of distant cars screeching to a halt, and then muffled, short screams that he began to worry.

Thomas looked out his window, paced around his empty, hot, dark apartment, and washed his face with cool water to try and ward off the smell. He glanced and his phone but did not check it, for the sounds coming from the world outside were much too urgent. They were getting closer.

Panicking, Thomas sprinted into his bathroom, shutting and locking the door and then creeping up into the window to look at the streets outside. He had to stand on his toilet to see, and so lowered the lid. When he did, what he saw defied all sense and reason:

Rats. Giant, hunched, furry rats, with long, naked tails and twitching whiskers.

Thomas watched the road by his apartment flood with bipedal rats in a state of shock. Rats, enormous rats the size of people- and indeed Thomas was certain that was what they once were, for they were wearing all manner of ragged clothing. They looked the part of men and beasts both, coming in all shapes and sizes- though most of them were large-bodied brown rat-people with thick fur coats and huge, danging ballsacks. Their numbers seemed endless, and as the horde of rats scampered on by many of their number broke off to invade the neighborhood. A small white rat with a long tail wearing a doctor's coat and nothing else scurried on top of a parked car; another rat with fine black fur went to work dismantling the hinges of a window on the nice house across the way.

The smell explained itself as the rats scampered across the hot, darkening streets. Every last one of the transformed people sported a sheathed rat-cock as thick around as a beer can, even those wearing the tattered remains of womens' dresses and skirts. Glistening precum drooled out from the folds of their furry sheathes and pulsed from the tips of their glistening red rodenthoods to splatter onto the asphalt below. In the wet, heavy heat of the evening, sweat rolled down their enormous balls, adding even more musk to the pungent, smelly rat-scent wafting over the whole of the hot, still city.

It was mesmerizing. Thomas felt his nose itch and tingle as he watched the rats scurry through the abandoned streets, moving with deliberate but inhuman purpose, chewing and clawing and climbing their way into the houses and apartments lining the street. The sound of surprised yelps and suppressed moans joined the excited chittering of rat packs. The rats in the streets leaked precum behind them in long trails as they grew aroused, and went off to find their own victims. Thomas could see the red tips of their animalistic penises as they erected past the furry lips of their sweaty rodent-sheathes.

A lone car rolled towards the rats, five of which were in the street blocking it's path. But the man driving the car- by the look of him a student at the nearby research hospital- slowed his car and simply parked in the middle of the street, looking at the rats with a dazed expression. The rats approached his car and opened the door, staring into the man's eyes the whole time.

Thomas wondered why the man in the car hadn't ran or driven away but he soon saw why. He un-did his seatbelt, lurched from the driver's seat fell out of it, into the arms of the rats who had pried the door open. As he did, Thomas could see that the man's shorts hung low, to admit a two-foot stub of pink, hairless rat-tail. The rat who had caught him pushed the man down to his knees and then pushed his crotch into the man's face, burying it in the thick folds of his ballsack. Another rat worked his pants down lower, and then pushed his muzzle underneath the man's twitching rat-tail and started to lick his still-human ass.

Feeling his heart pound in his chest and his cock twitch against the front of his underwear, Thomas watched the man submit to the rodent horde with heavily muffled moans that slowly rose in pitch to sound like squeaks. Thomas knew the smell was what was doing it; who could resist it? He could barely think in the haze of it, especially now that there was so much rat musk in the air around now. The rodent musk gave the hot, humid air a glaze like a long road baked in sun, at least wherever the setting light landed.

Thomas knew he'd been seen, from his window vantage. But he didn't care then, not any longer. He felt his nose and noticed it was cold, and from the faint reflection of his face in the glass window he could see it was darker. The more he sniffed at the rat musk wafting through the air from the army of lustful mutants, the more he felt it tingle, and itch, and twitch, and change. He'd been changing the whole time and never even noticed it, and since he knew it was too late he didn't even try to resist it.

His entranced state was suddenly broken when he heard the sound of clawed paws scratching at the door to his bathroom. Then, the sound of clawed paws pounding at the door. Then, the sound of sharp teeth *chewing* at the thin, cheap wood...

He could not see the door in the darkness, where the setting sunlight did not fall. But Thomas did sprint over to his shower and draw back the glass screen, jumping inside to hide right as a rat muzzle jutted through a hole in the door.

The rats broke down the door just as he stepped into the bathtub- which also had a shower attachment on the top he used more often. Thomas cried out in alarm as he was rushed by the pack of rats, their long teeth and black eyes gleaming in the faint light. They were all thick-bodied brown rats, the largest of which stood nearly a full head taller than Thomas and had balls the size of basketballs. That was all he saw before they seized him in their claws.

Before he could make much of a sound he was knocked over, and then forced onto his back with a pair of hot, heavy, furry rat balls plopped into his mouth and over his nose, those of the alpha rat.

Thomas shivered as the huge, meaty balls full of rat cum sat inside his mouth. His tongue shriveled in his mouth; the taste of the rodent musk was overpowering at the source. Thomas felt the smell of sweaty, precum-slathered fur bury him as much as the giant rodent's nuts. Worse, he could hear the chittering of many more rats, invisible now that all he could see was the brown sackfur in his face.

In between the chittering and squeaks that he heard as senseless nothings, Thomas heard the rats tell him to suck, and to lick, and to worship the Alpha Rat's balls, and to join in the Great Rattening that would sweep over the land. As silly as that sounded to him, the taste of the rat's thick ballfur- matted with sweat, cum, and preseed- was something he willingly submitted to. He nuzzled the fuzzy orbs full of sweet, corrupted rodentseed with the whole of his face, mesmerized by the size, the smell and how they twitched at his touch.

Thomas felt his face stretch out in fits and starts, slowly shaping into a pointed muzzle as he took in deep, heady breaths of ratmusk through his nose. The sleeker shape fit between the other rat's ballsack much easier. He pushed his nose in harder parting the Alpha rat's swollen testicles with his wet nose as the rat suddenly sat up, pulling up his weighty ballsack with him.

Thomas squinted his eyes as a rat outside his bathtub grabbed his head, while the rat leader turned around and raised his thick, hairless tail. Now they were saying that he needed to really submit, to show his place as the lowest of rat-kind, the newly converted.

He didn't resist much, as the rats guided his head underneath the Alpha's thick rat-tail, and between the rodent's hefty rumpcheeks. The human felt his head swim as his face was pressed into the Alpha's wet, musky assfur, wondering for a moment why he had bothered to resist at all before he began nuzzling the Alpha's fat, furry asscheeks and warm, moist tailcrack with his snout. He felt his whiskers grow in as he grew to enjoy the intoxicating smell of rat-musk, until the smell wasn't enough for him and he had to lick, too. He felt his Alpha's tail curl around the back of his head, pulling his tongue towards the rat's tailhole until he was licking around the warm, slimy hole. The changing male licked at his Alpha's tailhole wondered why he was enjoying the taste of the quivering hole so much, until he tasted something thick, salty and gooey inside it- rat cum...

When he finally felt the rat ass pull away from his face and the rest of the rats let him go, Thomas tried to sit up in his shower. He felt his fingers- now tipped with sharp nails- scratch against the moist tiles underneath him as he looked up, blinking, into four fat rat-dicks, all pointed at his face from outside the shower. He turned to see the Alpha rat right next to him, slapping his own massive rodent shaft against his clawed paws, and rubbing his own heavy balls. All Thomas could do was let out a pathetic, aroused squeal as all five of the filthy rat males began, one after the other, to pee all over his growing muzzle. He felt it wash over his face, through fur he didn't know he'd grown, and across his wide, rodentine ears.

Thomas felt fur bloom all over his body as the disgusting shower continued. The hot streams of pungent rat piss hit him on all sides of his muzzle and all over his body, even as he instinctively tried to turn away from the foul sprays. The human felt hot, tingling waves of change move through his body as he was soaked in the warm shower of rat pee. One of the rat-plague carriers even aimed a long burst of urine into his open mouth when he moaned in shock, mixing the sour taste of rat piss in with the salty-bitter taste of the rat-sweat, pre and cum he'd been licking at already.

When the wet heat of rat piss soaked through his underwear, Thomas felt his sack and dick tingle fiercely as they grew fur. "EEEEEEEK!" Thomas screeched, as his balls strained against the tight, wet fabric of his underwear. Fur sprouted out around the elastic bands, traveling down his legs in waves. His thighs thickened into stout rodent haunches, and he felt his ass grow bigger and wider as his tailbone grew out against his already tight underwear. But most of all, he felt his balls churn and throb and grow as they digested the human semen inside and filled up with tainted rat seed. He could almost smell his own unique rat smell joining that of the other plague victims.

Thomas felt his rodent testicles continued to grow as the rats above him finished peeing onto them, and then began masturbating, showering his balls with spurts, and then streams of their pre-seed. He chittered in pleasure as the corrupting fluids made his own ratcock swell, transforming quicker than the rest of him. Thomas cried out as his balls grew into the size of billard balls, and then oranges, and then ripe cantaloupes. The underwear that had been constricting his balls before was now like shrink-wrap around his massive furry ratballs, second in size only to those of the Alpha in front of him.

Pleased with his conversion, the Alpha took hold of Thomas' clawed footpaws and spread them, and then bit a hole into the stretched bottom of Thomas's underwear. The nearly-transformed rat-man let out a squeak of relief as his tailbone shot through the hole, immediately ripping his underwear apart further and letting his incredibly swollen balls feel a bit of relief. His tail swished through the foul contents of the bathtub bottom, stretching out at last. But his attention was soon taken to his asshole, when the Alpha rat stuck a wet, clawed finger right under his tail.

Thomas felt his balls jump and his cock throb, spurting a powerful, potent shot of his rat-pre against his underwear as his asshole was fingered and stretched. It hurt- the rat's claws were barely lubricated by spit and ballsweat- but the sensation of having something inside his tailhole was so fucking good Thomas didn't even care about the pain. When the Alpha rat's cock- slick and thick and oozing with virile preseed- was shoved against the base of his tail, Thomas spread his fur-covered legs willingly.

Thomas felt his tail sprout and uncoil from his growing, furry rear as the bigger rat fucked him. The other rat's eyes were lust-lidded but focused with feral intensity; Thomas felt his ears flatten against his head by instinct as the bigger rat asserted his dominance. Thomas could barely move as he was, trapped in the soaking, musky filth of his shower-tub. He felt his furry, precum-matted assfur slide against the other rat's cock every time he was taken, and his fat asscheeks drive apart by the thick dick twitching inside him. Thomas screeched as he was fucked closer and closer to cumming, his swollen ratcock nearly bursting from the confines of his precum and piss soaked underwear...

Thomas heard a pair of screeches from next to the tub, and turned in time to see the two rats left stroking their red, fleshy dicks to climax right then. Sprays of rat-jizz burst from their throbbing penises and landed across his muzzle and whiskers. His face twitched as he felt more hot rodentseed land all over his urine and preseed soaked bellyfur, as well as that of the alpha rat fucking his rear. The fat, horny rat drove himself in deep, and hard, and fast, as sticky seed showered into their dirty brown fur, and Thomas felt the other rodent's balls twitch against his sore hole when he began to cum. It was all he could take, and he felt his own climax begin, his massive balls twitching against the soggy underwear barely holding them in...

All six of the rats chittered and squeaked together as they climaxed, making a cacophony inside the small, echoing bathroom. Thomas, overwhelmed with the feeling of his first rodent orgasm, twitched and squealed inside the slick shower-tub as he filled his underwear with the contents of his swollen, twitching ratballs. His undies swelled up like a spooge balloon as he came over and over again into his ravaged underwear. Thick rivers of ratseed leaked down through the fur of his thighs and ass, joining the streams of ratcum leaking from his thoroughly-fucked tailhole and slowly flowing down the drain at the foot of the tub.

Thomas fell back against the bottom of his filth-soaked shower as his orgasm ended and most of the other rats scampered away, but Alpha rat kept fucking him. Overstimulated from the constant pounding in his ass, the newly-converted plague rodent fell away into a haze of fizzy, lightheaded ecstasy.

Needing to relieve himself and no longer bothered by the filth in his fur nor the rank smell of rodent that soaked his bathroom, Thomas peed in his underwear, idly wondering if the city's water treatment system was going to be up to handling all of the filth they were sending down the drain...