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In a society marred by a drug driving it's citizens to crime and debauchery, Jake is tempted by a rat thief to try the mind-blowing aphrodisiac so many have fallen to already. But times are tough, and he really could use a pick-me-up. One hit couldn't hurt, right?..

Partially inspired by Celcius Loves His Rod by \n\t\t\t\t\tCircutron
Original submission is here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27954811/
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Story - \n\t\t\t\t\tcircutron
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", "writing": "\tJake wanted to stay optimistic but realistic. It was a careful balance considering the world around the cat. It was a terrible thing that half of the world had seemingly turned on the rest after the Mason Laws went into effect. Realistic. The fact that things like greed and charity could still exist even between those who had been Dosed and those who had not was a sign that not even the drug could not completely ``perfect'' those who used it out of all of their humanity. Optimistic.\n\n\tHe sighed a little from behind the counter and splayed forwards onto its front. Not a lot of customers in today, which meant that the store was doing badly. Realistic. His grey and black-striped tail swung around lazily as he remembered that there were plenty of corner stores around here that were looking for new hires, and some of those stores were actually located closer to his apartment. Optimistic. How many times did the cat bounce back from losses these days? He would find his footing doing something new.\n\n\tThe doorbell jangled loudly, and in response Jake straightened up with a big well-rehearsed grin. ``Hi, welcome t-'' A second later, as the massive brown-furred rat in the leather jacket slammed the butt of his laser pistol on his head, the cat found himself not really able to find anything optimistic to think about. He could hear shrill laughter as another rat, this one with white fur and dressed in nothing but a midnight black pair of boy shorts that barely held back his massive bulge, vaulted over the counter and nearly smothered him between his legs. His thighs were thick, soft, warm, wide enough to make the fabric around them nearly skin-tight as that cock's outline was pushed against his muzzle. They squeezed up against his head like he was trying to knock him unconscious with just his legs as he wiggled a switchblade around between his fingers.\n\n\t``Hey, do you think I should tell him to suck my cock while he?s down here?'' The ratboy smiled wide, his buck teeth on display, prominent and pushed out over his plush bottom lip. On instinct, the cat looked up to his eyes. There was no dark center to his purple pupils. Dosed. Of course he was.\n\n\t``Maybe if you want us to get caught by the police, sure, let me come down there and fill his ass.'' The leather-wearing rodent pushed past the both of them and grasped at the register, trying to lift it at first before popping open a little door on the side and sticking a cable from a square device in his jacket to the port there. ``Let?s thrust and grind on him a bit, get interrupted by a bunch of cops, and then we both get blueballs. One of us has to think for the other.'' They just wanted the money.\n\n\t``It?s so haaard, though. And he?s cute.'' What was hard? ... Was he? No. He was not turned on by this. Why would he be turned on by this? He had a knife on him. And was currently holding him tight between his soft legs, his coinpurse resting on Jake's chin as he ground his bulge forwards against Jake's muzzle hard enough that it parted his jaws and pressed into his mouth slightly... they said when you got Dosed, your libido went off like a rocket. ``Can?t we just take him hostage or something and then let him go after I get off?'' He repositioned himself onto his chest and ground his butt back against his crotch, and for a brief moment Jake could not focus on the fact that he was being held-up by two chemically altered criminals but more that his ass was incredibly curvy and heavy, and he knew just how to move it to slot himself in against the crotch of Jake's pants.\n\n\t``They won?t follow us unless we get caught or give them a reason to follow us. Emphasis on the latter.'' The more masculine rat in this duo was definitely big, that was for sure, that kind of oversized athletic look that some rats could get from genetics. He probably just needed a day a week at the gym to practically dwarf Jake, his thick biceps tensed enough that the cat could see the veins striated out underneath the fur. ``I swear I wouldn?t be working with you if you weren?t so much fun. Come on, we?re done...'' He unplugged the little wire and took off for the front door while the rodent on top of Jake patted him on the cheek and gave him one last smile. Then, he was gone too, the front door pulling shut behind him as the pair ran off.\n\n\tThey were right. Mason Laws meant that the police would not follow up on Dosed crimes unless the pair were caught in the act, which meant that the two of them had successfully gotten away with the money they had wired out of the owner?s account the moment that they had run out of the store. He did not have to close, not yet anyways... but Jake was out of a job far faster than he would have expected. He had money saved up. It was okay. He would find a new job...\n\n\tLater. For some reason, the job search did not seem like it was that important right now. Was that realistic? No. Was that optimistic? ...\n\n\tThe grey cat sat in his bed at night sometime later, lost in thought about that day. Trying to deny to himself that the reason that he couldn't get the events out of his head was because of those tactile sensations. Soft legs pressed against his face. That cockhead, barely protected by the fabric, resting on his tongue. The urge to reach down and rub at himself until it was all over... That offer to double-team him.\n\n\tIt was just a fantasy. Nothing more, nothing less. A fantasy that was lewd and wrong and messed up, especially since they were the worst kind of criminals and this was probably just some trauma working itself out of him, but... Jake had it, nonetheless. The cat rubbed his eyes, reached down into his wallet and grabbed a couple of credits, got dressed, and then headed out. Not like he had anything early to wake up for, anyways.\n\n\tThe cat let himself stumble through the bright neon-illuminated and rain-slicked streets near his apartment for a while, window-shopping and noting down things he wanted to get himself in the future when he had more money. It was a good way to keep himself from doing some impulse purchases, especially when he barely had anything to spend at the moment. It was three in the morning, and still the streets around his home bustled with enough activity that he almost felt a little crowded in by the multiple other people all around him. It was a relief to get into the little dive bar that served as his relaxation space, ever since they turned the little park that used to be in the middle of his complex into another apartment block, and get to blotting out those thoughts with alcohol. An introductory shot would get him started and on his way, and he would take it mellow for a bit after before graduating on to the stronger stuff and stumbling back to bed...\n\n\tHe had just clacked the shot glass down onto the bar when he felt a curved claw start to trail up his spine. ``Imagine seeing you here...'' That voice had been rolling around in Jake's brain for the past few days. No need to guess who it belonged to. The rabbit sitting next to the cat got flung out of his chair and onto the floor, and the alpine quickly twisted out towards the door and ran out in a half-crawl, half-stumble as the twinky rat took his seat. ``Awww, that's cute! You think I'm gonna stab you or something just because we ran into each other, you're so tense right now!'' He giggled and leaned forwards on the bar, his loose t-shirt flecked with a little bit of grime and draped over his shoulders. Jake did not want to tell him he was right. ``Why would I wanna do that, though? I like you, I was hoping we'd run into each other...''\n\n\tNobody else was reacting to the fact that this Dosed criminal had just walked in like he had owned the place, not even the bartender, who was very busy polishing the same glass over and over again until the rat looked to him, snapped his fingers, and ordered something. No need to get the rodent mad... Maybe they could just talk for a bit. Jake forced himself to look away from the metal surface that he had a grip on tight enough to maybe leave finger indentations. Instead, he faced the rat... The slender, effeminate and vivacious rat that was sat next to him. He stared at his neckline... ``That's... Uhh, that's a cool pendant.''\n\n\t``You like it?'' He placed a paw on the curved silver whorl for emphasis and gently stroked over it. ``Bought it with the money I stole from your shitty convenience store. These next few glasses? Same thing!''\n\n\t``Yeah, I...'' Jake scratched at his cheek. ``I actually don't have a job now because of you and your friend. I may have to move if I don't find something in a couple months...''\n\n\t``Pfffft. I did you a favor!'' The rat grabbed his pitcher as it was offered to him and took a large drink from it. ``Aaaah... You weren't going anywhere standing behind that counter. Just sort of treading water, I bet.'' That was... Yeah, that was true. ``You know what you should be doing?'' The rat leaned forwards so that they were almost muzzle to muzzle. ``Ditch your life as it is, kitty. It's pointless to try and be something right now without being Dosed. Give up on a normal existence and take the plunge with me.'' The cat tried to hold back his gasp as he saw the slender rat pull something from the pocket of his tight shorts. ``Bought this with the rest of my cut too.'' He rolled the little glass vial full of the bright green pills around in his palm, carefully guarding it like he only wanted Jake to see it. ``It feels so good, especially when it's been made outside of a lab like this batch.'' Jake barely caught a glimpse of a stylized round-eared skull and crossbones on the label taped onto its front. ``You can feel it doing things to you, making you better, and you know it's shifting you into someone you couldn't ever have been before it. You know you're getting hooked on it, and it's the sexiest thing in the world to you.'' He popped the top off of the vial and shook a single capsule out. ``Just the one won't do anything to your head except give you a rush. Go on. You know you wanna.''\n\n\tJake would have screamed his answer out at the rat if he had not pulled a knife on the cat in the past. Everyone who had made this choice in the past had gone on to make more and more terrible decisions that had shaped the world into the state it was now. The moment you started to Dose yourself was the moment you stopped working towards a better future and started becoming the thing that dragged down the people around you. The world was already having to deal with Dosed politicians and CEOs ruling the world and running it into the ground to feed their own interests. He refused to give up on...\n\n\t``I'll suck your dick if you take a single pill, kitty cat.''\n\n\tSomehow, none of that mattered. It was a single pill. He was right. You could get Dosed once and not have to deal with any changes in your mood or body. ``O-okay,'' Jake stammered out with a blush hot enough that he could feel it radiate off his cheek. The rat smiled as he patted him on the cheek before leading him back to the cramped little alley next to the bar. The cat tried to ignore the bartender screaming at the both of them to bring his glass back as the rodent downed it while walking him along. It was easy when his mind was preoccupied on what was going to happen.\n\n``I knew you were easy for this kind of stuff.'' The rat tossed the pitcher down the alley as the two of them turned down it. The glass shattered with a resounding crash as it hit the ground. ``Maybe this was a bad idea... Not for me, heheh, for you.'' Jake felt his arm suddenly wrap around his side, his paws squeezed tight into his body as it trailed down to his hips. ``You just decided to walk down a dark alley with someone who you know could totally mug you if they wanted to.'' Jake's breath caught in his throat as the rat squeezed down into his butt through his pajama pants, pressing into the synthetic fleece and getting a big handful of cat ass. ``Anything could happen down here... I could even have my friend here ready to kidnap you, did you even think about that?'' The cat did not answer, not as the rat groped and fondled at his assflesh, fingers roaming along Jake's cheeks and slowly starting to brush over his grey fur and bared skin as he carefully pulled the bottoms of his pants down. ``You totally didn't. It barely even crossed your mind, because I can probably lead you around by the dick and you wouldn't do a thing to stop me. God, you're great. Give me your address so I can break in and ride your cock in the future.'' Jake's dick practically surged underneath the fabric as he breathed it all out in one quick statement. ``Good kitty. Tell me your name.'' The rodent's deft little fingers pulled around to the front of the cat's pants and pushed in, moving under the surface of his underwear like it was just a thin layer of water he needed to breach through and grasping up the feline's growing, firm shaft.\n\n\tJake hesitated for a few seconds, some kind of remaining self-preservation instinct keeping him from blurting it out. Then, the rat gave a few quick little squeezes at the base of his shaft. As the cat felt himself throb and strain against his soft palm, the wrinkled flesh rolling and pillowing his increasingly sensitive and stiff member, whatever rational urge was still in his head not to lay everything on the table disappeared under the fact that he was incredibly and incessantly horny. ``J-Jake...''\n\n\t``Cute! Now...'' The rodent worked with a speed that was almost dizzying, pulling away from the cat's shaft for just a brief moment to pull his pants down and free it into the night air. Jake's erection bounced a little, unattended as the rat got out the pills again and brought one of them up to his face. ``Take your medicine, kitty cat. If you want me to swallow, you've got to swallow first...'' The rat popped one of them himself and gulped it down with a little shudder, his whiskers going straight as his purple pupils momentarily flashed brighter for a second. ``N-nnnnh... Fuuuuuuck, it's already hitting me...'' Jake stared his over for a good long while. He knew he was going to do this. No backing out now, he wanted to get his cock milked, but... It was still a bit surreal to think that this was actually happening. The bright green pill in front of him seemed so innocent in his hands, in the way that an object could in a single moment carry no real connotations behind it. It was just a thing. A shape, devoid of any real history.\n\n\tHe popped it in his mouth the moment it started to feel awkward and wrong between his fingers, wrenched his eyes shut, and then gulped it down. Somehow he had had the impression that a designer drug would be flavored in some way. He could only taste a neutral medicinal baseness, though, as the rat squeezed up to him. His new acquaintance trembled in unbridled delight as he squeezed close. ``See?! Not bad at all!'' He spoke in a near whisper, like whatever he was feeling was making it hard to even force the words out, like it took a concerted effort not to dissolve into a contented pile of rat think on the floor. ``Just... Just feels... Good feelings...'' For a brief moment, Jake was worried that the rat was about to pass out as he started to slump down to the ground, his claws weakly trailing across his shirt and down to his bare thighs. As his muzzle passed Jake's cock, though, the rat seemed to become almost possessed as he opened wide and practically forced himself forwards onto Jake's cock, a loud hacking sound coming from him as he pushed himself up to the cat's base. It was almost like he had decided to turn around and sit on the cat's dick instead. His mouth was so tight and wet that every inch that he took in felt like it was being plunged into a heaven of soft but squeezing flesh. Jake did not have a chance to respond with anything other than a sharp inhale and a little whine as his length was completely immersed in a hot lubed-up tunnel that seemed to be perfectly made for sheathing his cock in. The rat gave a happy squeal as he started to bounce and rock himself on Jake's member as hard and fast as it was possible to suck someone off, clenching his fingers tight enough around Jake's hips that it was almost a little uncomfortable as he milked the feline with furious speed. Every time he worked down back onto the cat?s shaft, the rodent gave a loud little ``... Ulllhph...'' as his cheeks bloated out with Jake?s dong.\n\n\tIt made Jake want to do nothing but relax and let the rat suck him off. As his toes curled in his shoes and his claws dug gently into his palms, it was hard to think of anything more pleasurable. He was so very, very wrong. There was a little twinge in his stomach a split second later, and then his eyes rolled into his head as his brain was slammed by what could only be described as a mental orgasm, his Id suddenly rising up to shout out one thing across his waking mind: ``I feel wonderful, and I want to fuck.'' That sudden rush of sheer joy and pure bliss in his head failed to taper away as he suddenly reached forwards, grabbed the rat by the ears, and started to wildly buck his hips forwards as hard as he could, slamming them into that tight maw, causing the rat to sputter and choke as Jake followed that need. ``O-oh my fucking god!'', the cat blurted out as he shoved his twitching, pulsing member all the way up to the hilt against the rat?s muzzle. The twink?s lips pursed tight around his flesh and suckled loudly even as they were parted over and over again when Jake?s crotch slammed against them. Precum splurted out from him like a faucet as he groaned without worrying about anyone hearing him. Other than those discomforted noises, the rodent seemed just as eager to take Jake?s cock as Jake was to now plant it as far deep as he could into that pulling, tugging maw. The pair of them now worked for each others? pleasure, taking the most out of the moment as they could. Sweat covered Jake?s body soon as he put his everything into feeling his shaft push as deep into that passage as he could go, every inch passed into the rat feeling as if it was getting that much more enjoyable resistance.\n\n\tBy the time that his balls were pulling up against his body, Jake knew that this had to be one of the best nights he had ever had in his life. The cat desperately fucked the rodent?s face like his orgasm depended on going as hard as possible, like the clenching and pulling that his throat put against Jake?s cock was not already bringing him towards that quickening of breath and that growing rush inside him that told him that he was right on the cusp of an orgasm. He wanted to drown his partner in a torrent of jizz, just cum and cum forever until the rat could no longer swallow... his body cried out for release, his cock felt like it was stiff enough to tear through his pants if he put them back on, and he could feel the rat eagerly urging him on with every push forwards with his head, sucking and working at him, curling his tongue around the bottom of his shaft, pulling the tip of his tongue up and back with a strained smile. Not one that showed discomfort, but one that showed that he was so happy that it pushed past the massive cock in his mouth.\n\n\tUltimately, it was the rat that made the last move. He wrapped his arms around Jake?s ass, took a deep breath, and then pushed himself as far as he could with a slow tender pace that quickly became far too much by the time that his nose was pressed deep into Jake?s crotch. The cat gave out a little whine as he squeezed himself tight against the rat?s head, his fingers going down to his skull and pressing down on it, and started to unload down his gullet as his whole body lit up in an exhausted and wonderful excitement, his mind going blank aside from that nearly incessant voice that kept screaming at him about how good it felt to fuck, how he wanted to do it more often, how he needed to listen to himself... He felt amazing, foggy-headed with a hazy delight that burned hot in his mind like a warm mist. ``Gggllchk...'', the rat choked out as Jake splurted that first rope, but then he closed his eyes and seemed to really sync himself with the cat?s orgasm. Every time Jake?s shaft pulsed and sent another gush of cum down the rat?s throat, he gave another deep gulp that bulged his throat out. Pretty soon, he reached down to grope at himself as he kept on draining Jake of every drop of cream that the cat could give him. That beer had done absolutely nothing for the kind of thirst that he had. He was a slut, and he was loving it...\n\n\tJake remained in that mindset for a good long while, his desires being the only thing driving him in that heady thrill as his dick worked on its own to inject pleasure directly up his spine and into his mind as it pulsed and tensed and wicked more kitty jizz into the rodent?s maw. Occasionally, he would give another empty groan or sigh, but that was the limit for what he could make for conversation at the moment. Eventually, the rat pulled back on his own and let Jake just jet the last few weak pulses of his climax directly onto his face, grinning wide as he got wet. ``Hope you don?t mind having a... mmmfh...'' He held his paw up to his mouth to stifle a little burp before he swallowed again. ``Hope you don?t mind having a busted door console for a while. You?re getting ambushed later this week for more of this...'' The rat then got up on his shaky legs and wobbled off without even wiping off his face. Jake was half-tempted to follow until he remembered that his dick was still out and he needed to pull his pants back up, and by the time he had done that, the rat was out of sight. Left with nothing else to do and nothing else he wanted to do but go back home and jack himself off, Jake stumbled back home himself. Before he fell asleep, he practically plastered his toilet in four fresh coatings of jizz off of a porn binge that lasted well past the dawn and only stopped when that inner voice stopped screaming for attention and he realized that he was actually tired.\n\n\tNoah, as he introduced himself as four days later at five in the morning, kept true to his word. There were more meet-ups, most of them localized in Jake?s bedroom, and he seemed to legitimately like being around the cat for more than just casual fucking. There was definitely still a lot of that, though. Oh my god, was there ever. Jake was pretty sure that he would be unable to keep up with how much the rat wanted to suck and fuck him if Noah was not very liberal with the pills. It seemed like every time they got bedded down together, or recently even when they were just hanging out somewhere and things were a bit quiet, Noah would offer Jake a pill, and Jake would get Dosed off it. The cat was surprised that a junkie like the rat would be so loose with something that was expensive as hell, but he was not complaining. He no longer even worried about it. Getting Dosed was fun, and just the one pill that the rat always offered him never hurt anything. Things were looking up for him again. Jake was bouncing back after opening up to new experiences. He was smiling harder than he had in... a year? Two years? He could not remember how long it had been since he had been this excited for the future. Really, it made life fun again in a way that it had not been in ages. ``Mmmmh...'', the rat murmured one evening as he pulled back from making out with him in bed. ``You?re great with or without the high, man. Like comfort food.'' Jake laughed at that as Noah smiled wide enough that those buck teeth pressed down into his full bottom lip. ``I?m serious! You?re simple and the right kind of boring, someone I can decompress with and stuff, y?know? Not a flaw, it?s cute... but, you know...'' He wiggled the vial around above the cat, who opened his mouth wide as Noah started to tilt it downwards. ``I like hot sauce on my meals.'' A pill plopped down on the cat?s tongue. ``Just have to be careful not to put too much on, otherwise I?ll end up ruining the...'' Another little impact hit Jake?s mouth. ``Oh, oops.''\n\n\tScrew it. Jake took a swallow without thinking about it, and then stuck his tongue out. Noah started to laugh hysterically, already deep in the throes of his own high. ``Holy shit, okay! I guess someone really wants to have a good night.'' The rat reached down to grasp at Jake?s growing hard-on through his pants as he gave the cat another wet kiss on the cheek. ``Ohhh fuck, I really need to introduce you to Owen later...'' The cat wriggled around on the mattress next to Noah as he was groped, up until he suddenly went stiff as his blue eyes glimmered in the darkness. It was like his pain receptors had just switched to become pleasure receptors right before someone had kicked him as hard as they could in the skull. He felt fantastic, and there was nothing to worry about when it came to Dosing. Dosing was great. He needed to Dose as much as possible. Nothing compared to how he felt right now, as that doubled exposure to that wonder drug made the previous highs he had experienced look like sniffing glue in comparison. He needed to get Dosed again tomorrow. He needed to go meet Noah?s friend. Jake gritted his teeth, the points of his incisors sharpening and pulling together slightly, as his cock throbbed hard in his pants. The cat was so hard right now that he almost felt sore. What he really needed was to fucking cum.\n\n\tThe next day, after waking up at six in the afternoon, Jake followed the twink rat back to the small abandoned warehouse where he lived with his other fuck-buddy, who was more than happy to see him again. Like Jake expected, the massive rat doing pull-ups on some of the rusting equipment was just as familiar to him as Noah was. The cat did not expect him to be so friendly, though, or to be so open about the fact that he was going to burglarize a couple of homes in the evening. ``Hey, stick around, we?re getting a batch deal on our next purchase of that street blend and we?re looking to party tonight,'' Owen said as he gestured to a torn-up couch. There was some part of Jake that yelled at him that he was about to profit off of the misfortune of others, and maybe had already been gaining off of it with every pill he had already taken. That was definitely true, but to be fair, was there really anything he could do to stop them when they already had their plans laid out like this? Not like they would just give up on their addictions or lifestyle if he asked them politely, and he refused to call the cops on them. That just felt wrong... Maybe skimming Doses off of their supply meant that they would have to steal more to keep up with their habits, but...\n\n\tJake flopped out onto the ruined mattresses and immediately yelped as he accidentally poked himself with one of the springs in the ass, bringing out a chorus of snickers from his two new friends. Other than the pointy bits, it could have once been in a CEO's office. Realistically, being here was probably a bad idea. Optimistically, though, with a clearer head around, maybe the two rats would be at least a bit nicer to people.\n\n\tThat was the plan, at least. Jake did not keep track of it for too long, the idea of being some kind of mediator for the thugs something that only seemed to pop back up in his head when he was not Dosed. They offered those wonderful little pills to him whenever he was around now, though, and why would he want to turn down that effortless chemical pleasure? He was immediately back on that buzz a minute after he walked in the door whenever he came to visit, and always made sure that he walked back home gliding in its throes. Were they doing it on purpose, or were they just happy to see him as blissed out as they were? Did it matter? He could control himself, he thought in the middle of splaying out with them one afternoon, and he would accept their drugs anyways if they were deliberately trying to fuck with his mind. They were more exciting than anyone he had ever known before. Just being around them was enough soon to get him to start throbbing and pulsing in his pants. All the wild fucking was one thing. The constant foreplay, though, the groping and kissing and errant caressing and fingering that never seemed to stop, had solidified in his mind a connection between their presence in his life and a constant arousal that seemed to refuse to go away, one that he desperately needed to chase even between orgasms. Jake was constantly either horny or on the cusp of being horny, and that was incredibly fun for him. He was a slut for them. He wanted to be a slut for them. They talked him into dressing how they wanted him to look, bringing him a tight pair of panties and an athletic top and leggings that they rapidly ripped apart over the days they spent together. It gave his new clothes a ragged, lived-in look. Well-used and full of holes, showing off plenty of skin, almost like it was made to advertise his body, to show off his new tight underwear and those soft legs. Did those panties seem a bit tighter than the first day he put them on? On one of the few days he was at his apartment, he looked himself in the mirror, intending to study the soft blue glow that seemed to come over them lately, after putting more clothes in his backpack and reached down to grope at his bare crotch. When he squeezed down, he could feel more flesh pressing back against it, like there was a bit more heft there while he was flaccid. Maybe an inch or two? He blushed, eyes wide... And then gave a little giddy laugh as he started to press his palm down tighter and rub at himself. He really should have started taking more pills earlier, it was fucking amazing to think that just a few weeks of getting Dosed meant a bigger shlong. Oh god, this was just the start, too. It had to be. Jake?s tail waved lazily as he looked between his legs in the mirror, unable to see how little strands of fuzz had begun to fall off of it.\n\n\tThe rats noticed it pretty quickly. It actually came up while they were telling him about one of their latest hold-ups at another small shop, this one an antique store. For some reason, after a couple weeks of spending time with them and slowly upping his Doses, those stories seemed to excite him enough that he started to get flush and tense while they told them. It just reinforced something that he already knew and cast it in a new light: bad boys were fucking sexy. It was fun to be around them because they were willing to take more risks, to know what they wanted and bring him along for the fun, to fuck him as roughly and forcefully as he wanted. They were the only ones in this screwed-up world that were really enjoying themselves, and Jake would benefit from letting go of his fear and keeping close to the flames. Pretty soon, Jake had sold his old mattress at home in order to help pay for a larger bed for the three of them. That had been the only thing they told him to do. Saying goodbye to all his online friends for a while and pawning off the holopad had been entirely his idea. They needed more money for food that month, after all, and it felt these days like he had been logging on just to tell people that, no, everyone was alright, he was just having a lot of fun and did not really have any time for them right now. They were so boring lately, anyways. Worried about him? What was there to be worried about? The fridge went next, since he was mostly eating take-out these days, and then the desks on the day he had ended up clearing out his accounts to help get Noah a new switchblade. Bypassing the registration forms was one of the most expensive parts of that... Of course, maybe he would have not needed to sell off his things so fast if he had not decided to help pitch in for the drugs. It was not that he would have felt bad for freeloading. For some reason, mooching off of other people these days seemed like it was about as terrible as jaywalking for the cat. It was more that he wanted to start matching the number of pills Noah and Owen took, and the two rats took a lot of pills to get through the day. There was no reason not to other than how much it cost, anyways. He felt fine, and his cock was only getting bigger with every high! He could feel it slowly pulsing and growing heavier in his pants as he lazed on his back and stroked himself, a constant little purr pouring out from his open mouth as he groped the increasingly obvious bulge between his legs. His nose started to twitch a little as he got excited thinking about it. Eight inches and still getting bigger... fuck, and it felt so hefty between his fingers, too. Noah had told him that his penis only had a set amount of time where it would grow after he started Dosing himself. He had figured that the pharmaceutical company that had kicked the Dosing craze off would have advertised that more. This was the first time that he had ever heard about something like that...\n\n\tThe more he dosed, the more fur fell off of his tail, until soon the coat there was thinner than the rest of his body. The increasingly ruddy flesh underneath his grey fur became more and more visible soon, so that his tail stuck out all the more from the rest of his body. It rapidly became obvious to everyone but Jake as the days went by that his whiskers were also getting elongated far too much for a cat. The only thing that Noah and Owen had in the warehouse that they called home that came close to a mirror was the shattered silvered front of a bathroom cabinet, and Jake barely cared about checking to see if anything else about him had changed. All the questions the two rats asked him about if he wanted extra cheese on the burgers they got, and the cruel squeaking titters they gave after that, passed right over his head.\n\n\tThe longer that he stayed in that building and chained those highs together, the more he began to realize that there was no point in him trying to return to what he had planned for his old life. It was funny. Not in a ha-ha funny sort of way but in a way that made him a little confused and embarrassed about himself. Why had he ever thought that the traditional job system would work for him? Did he ever expect that he would get into being some kind of corporate front-line worker, meant to work himself to death without any hope of a medical plan or pension? Was that something that he had actually wanted for himself? One day Jake just realized, while hanging in the afterglow of having Owen plow him mercilessly, that that sort of lifestyle was just giving up. Putting realism in front of optimism. Why not ask for more? Why not want something more exciting? Forget what it meant to strive for something long-term. Long-term was just something that these corporate fucks wanted to put on him to get him to do something. From now on, he would do what he wanted.\n\n\tSo, after dropping out of his lease, Jake started to shadow his two friends. They all piled into Noah's shitty hovercar and headed to some business that had decided to open a bit too close to their side of town. The cat would happily nurse at one of their shafts for a while and keep them focused, just to help them stay focused and give them a little incentive, and then the two of them would bust out of the car and leave Jake to watch as they stole as many credits as they could from whatever bank account or company payroll kept the place running. From there, it was a pretty straight pipeline from that to more vials of Dose, with plenty of money left over to keep them living comfortably for a month. Jake kept on contributing as they taught him all they could about what they did, of course. Money was everywhere, it turned out, and all he needed to do was find the right time to take it. Now, picking someone's credits or wallet out of their back pocket? That was ha-ha funny. Jake's increasingly tight leggings, pulled taut against softening curves and an ass that seemed to be getting wider and wobblier by the day, did nothing to hold back the rager that came from the first time he got more than twenty credits out of a person. Admittedly, seducing someone into getting a little too careless with the kind of information he shared with Jake in between the cat pumping him off had been enough to give him an erection. Still, finding out they were the kind of person to just have a thousand credits in spending money... That was more than enough to get his fifteen-inch shaft to pull his pants out so much that anyone above him would be able to easy see the base of it behind its stretched out waistband, the massive dong covered in a veritable spandex condom that could barely be considered decent. What had the guy expected? Heheheh, he'd tried to get a handjob from a Dosed-up punk of a cat and paid the price! After constantly Dosing himself larger and larger, Jake's length was a practical battering ram now, girthy enough that he needed both hands to masturbate, so engorged that he got a little giddy and lightheaded whenever he got too horny. ``Too horny'' was basically his constant these days, though, so...\n\n\tIt gave Jake an idea, one that his two friends thought was brilliant. It was also a bit of a con to get them to buy him more clothes, but they seemed to go into it without a second thought... well, maybe there was a little bit of insight there. After all, they had suggested that a cute hooker like Jake probably wanted to show off as little as possible, which meant that he would be going out shirtless. He still got a nice pair of leg warmers and a fun collar, the front of which was covered in LEDs that could display his prices, to go with his usual wear. ``We?ll set it nice and cheap,'' Owen said as he strapped it around the cat?s neck, ``best to be honest with this kind of stuff.'' After a couple of nights spent on the corner, Jake found himself getting picked up by a limo and a slightly nervous collie in a suit who asked about fifteen times if he was a cop before the cat laughed and told him to shush. ``I?m the farthest thing from a cop. Relax.'' A flash of those bright white teeth and long front fangs seemed to get the dog to calm down as Jake asked him if there was anywhere he wanted to go to have some fun. The canine, late-twenties and obviously looking to blow off some steam from whatever he was doing, suggested the back room of some club that he owned. Jake suggested that they go somewhere that had a bed, though. After all, he looked so tired. There were bags under his eyes... The cat knew just the place...\n\n\tThey parked a couple blocks from the motel, got dropped off, really. It was nestled under a bunch of skyrises, so it was nearly pitch-dark other than headlights and the lamp glow from each of the rooms. The dog and his bodyguards had nothing to worry about from him, not until the two of them were safe and away from prying eyes in the motel room. Not until Jake had his pants down and started to frot and grind that massive erection against his john?s smaller cock, grinning wide, getting him to relax... not see that the bathroom door had started to creak open...\n\n\tOnce Noah had him at gunpoint, Jake and Owen worked quickly to strip and pull every single valuable piece of information and money they could get from him. Owen held him down to the bed as Jake grabbed credit cards, debit cards, a straight collection of credits that he just had spread across both of his pants pockets... It was incredibly how stupid people could be. All the better for all of them, really! They were in and out before the guy?s guards could even get to them in time, and celebrating all the way to the dealer.\n\n\tThe cat barely waited for the other two before he took one of the vials, opened it, and just took everything all at once. In seconds, he was down on the floor, groaning with sheer delight, his eyes beaming a deep blue as bright as police lights as the two rats turned him over. ``Hah, look at that, cat decided to slam it all at once!'', Owen cackled, his voice far off as Jake?s mind twisted and curled on itself, parts of it warping irrevocably as his body tingled. That shock-to-pleasure feeling was back, and it was hitting him as hard as possible. He went from semi-chub to stiff as steel in a matter of seconds, and he would have fucked Noah?s face into oblivion if he could only get himself clear-minded enough to reach up, grab him, and pull him right down onto his cock.\n\n\t``Told you he?d do it. He was already on the fast track to Squeak City, anyways...'' Noah reached down and stroked at Jake?s pointed ears as they started to slowly curve at their tops. ``Juuuust needed to give him the option. You know what you bet me, Owen, pay up!'' Those conical ears quickly started to shift out as the cat squeaked out in orgasmic confusion, the front of his pants growing wet with jizz as his body became one massive erogenous zone. The triangular points rounded out and swelled bigger and bigger until they looked and felt oversized compared to the rest of his head, the curled ears unfolding into large discs at the top of his head.\n\n\t``After he?s finished...'' The big rat kept on clawing over Jake?s body as the cat?s glowing eyes rolled up into his head. ``After we?re finished with him. Can?t believe I was patient enough to go through with this plan...'' Every rake down his thinning fur left trails of electric thrill that lingered for seconds that Jake pictured as trails that were the same color of those glowing blue eyes... although his own eye color was not exactly blue anymore. Some other color had started to muddle that natural shade so that it had begun to shift into an almost seafoam coloration. His pupils flashed again as they started to dissolve into the color, never to return. Just another sign that he had finally crossed a line that he could not take back...\n\n\tNoah was on him now too, teasing at his fur as it gained the same thin layering that the two rats had on their own bodies. ``I know, it sucks, doesn?t it?'' He still stood out between the two of them, with grey fur compared to their brown. As his tail wicked off more and more fur with every thrash, though, it rapidly became clear that that gap between them, already so eroded by the pair rubbing off on him, was closing at breakneck speed. ``We shoulda just forced the stuff down his throat once we decided we liked him, but then he would have hated us!'' In between the thoughts about how this was the greatest day of his life and how rats were the sexiest beings alive was one single realization that he would have done the same thing to his own cowardly ass if given the chance. As his pupils completely faded away, Jake imagined himself cornering a cat that looked exactly like him down a dark alleyway. The feline looked panicked as he closed in, a delirious little cackle slipping from Jake?s mouth as he rushed forwards and pinned him to the alleyway, his own muzzle pushing forwards right under his vision. That cat was just recognizable to Jake right now. Some cat that looked like him... but was not him. As he brought the vial up and uncorked it, his muzzle continued to press out and start to curl upwards as the nose grew more bulbous. Despite that cat?s begs and pleads that this would make him a terrible person and he was essentially giving up on the future, Jake pushed the vial into his mouth and pushed his head back as he felt his own two front teeth pull tight together and push over his bottom lip. The cat needed to take his medicine, and the rat needed to give it to him.\n\n\tOutside of his own mind, Jake started to press that new muzzle up to Noah?s own as the other rat started to make out with him furiously. That kiss provided the anchor in the roiling sea that was his own brain, something that he could just grasp a hold of and hold onto, something that would give him enough stability to do something except roll around. His eyes, growing increasingly more vividly green, started to shrink a little on his head. They became beadier but a better fit for his changed face as they pulled down further and further. Noah?s tongue worked at and played with his new buck-teeth as the two rats enjoyed each other?s company, Owen already working the changed Dose junkie?s pants down. When they were fully off, he took up Jake?s tail, squeezed down tight, and then pulled his fist down. In seconds, the last few clumps of fur there were collected on Owen?s hand, and the rat?s naked tail was on full display. ``Hey, I think he?s... nnnfh... I think he?s ready!,'' Noah yelled out, and Owen took the opportunity to twist Jake onto his front. \n\n\tThe changing rat desperately pushed his hips back, only to find them nestled against a toned pair of thighs and an already hard cock. ``F-fuck yes!'', the rat gasped out, ``fucking do ihhhhhhhnnhh!'' He nearly bit his lip as Owen slammed forwards without any lube and practically punched the thoughts right out of his head, sheathing his member with Jake?s tunnel. Jake had felt a little spent downstairs a few seconds ago, but as it turned out, the feeling of hot and throbbing flesh slamming across his crevices and innards and stroking those intensely horny feelings into the front of his mind was more than enough to make his body quickly brew up another batch of rat seed. \n\n\tHe dug his paws into the ground and against Noah?s legs as the other rat grabbed him by the face and just as roughly forced himself into his mouth. ``Dr. Noah?s tired of giving you pills, time for an injection you little rat-whore!'' As Jake was forced to deep-throat the rat?s entire cock, he gave out a loud, pleased and smothered squeak as his claws curled outwards and tapered down against Noah?s legs. They permanently extended and elongated out from his paws as his fingers grew more slender and practically pushed out of their fur, soon just as naked as his tail and that much more dextrous. Good for picking pockets... Jake?s subconscious immediately realized that, but his conscious mind could not give a fuck about that right now. Not when Noah and Owen started to thrust into him. They worked like a team, looming over him soon as they straightened up, bucking Jake between themselves over and over again. The more he dug his feet into the ground, the more they shed their coatings and shifted to match his hands, becoming just as bared and rodentine as his hands. With every push and press down Jake?s ass, the rat was pushed forwards onto Noah?s stiff member. When his throat was filled, Jake found himself ground down harder onto Owen?s cock, forcing it deeper into his tailhole and to regions that were barely ever touched. It was a fuck that seemed like it was hitting everything that he was, jostling and wrecking and trashing everything in the best possible way, smashing through the things that he held dear and sending him skyrocketing with every plunge. Owen barely even needed to touch his wet and veiny cock, the member pressed tight into the rat?s stomach, to get him onto the edge. All they needed to do was keep plowing into him...\n\n\tWhen that next climax was worked out of him, his cum practically slammed into his chest as he gave a happy squeak that nearly reached ear-piercing levels. From the first pulse of jizz against his body to the moment hours later when the three of them finally calmed down, Jake?s mind completely short-circuited as that overwheming amount of Dose used his bliss to completely break apart certain parts of his mind.\n\n\tHe took a deep breath as he slowly came to. It was dark outside. He felt like a new person. A better person. Less of a fucking coward. Someone that could really cut loose and have fun with his fellow rats. ``Goddamn, that was amazing...'', he sighed out.\n\n\t``Y-yeah...'' Noah sighed out. Owen was currently nestled up close against Jake on the floor, practically spooning him, while Noah was on his feet and trying to get his bearings, a little wobbly on his legs.\n\n\t``I...'' Jake laughed, his pupiless bright green eyes so vivid in the nearly pitch-black warehouse. ``I kind of want to go smash something now.'' It was the first thing that came to his mind. The other two rats started to laugh uncontrollably at that. They thought that was a pretty good idea too. Everything in the future, no matter how destructive or selfish it was, would be a good idea now.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tJake wanted to stay optimistic but realistic. It was a careful balance considering the world around the cat. It was a terrible thing that half of the world had seemingly turned on the rest after the Mason Laws went into effect. Realistic. The fact that things like greed and charity could still exist even between those who had been Dosed and those who had not was a sign that not even the drug could not completely ``perfect'' those who used it out of all of their humanity. Optimistic.

\tHe sighed a little from behind the counter and splayed forwards onto its front. Not a lot of customers in today, which meant that the store was doing badly. Realistic. His grey and black-striped tail swung around lazily as he remembered that there were plenty of corner stores around here that were looking for new hires, and some of those stores were actually located closer to his apartment. Optimistic. How many times did the cat bounce back from losses these days? He would find his footing doing something new.

\tThe doorbell jangled loudly, and in response Jake straightened up with a big well-rehearsed grin. ``Hi, welcome t-'' A second later, as the massive brown-furred rat in the leather jacket slammed the butt of his laser pistol on his head, the cat found himself not really able to find anything optimistic to think about. He could hear shrill laughter as another rat, this one with white fur and dressed in nothing but a midnight black pair of boy shorts that barely held back his massive bulge, vaulted over the counter and nearly smothered him between his legs. His thighs were thick, soft, warm, wide enough to make the fabric around them nearly skin-tight as that cock's outline was pushed against his muzzle. They squeezed up against his head like he was trying to knock him unconscious with just his legs as he wiggled a switchblade around between his fingers.

\t``Hey, do you think I should tell him to suck my cock while he?s down here?'' The ratboy smiled wide, his buck teeth on display, prominent and pushed out over his plush bottom lip. On instinct, the cat looked up to his eyes. There was no dark center to his purple pupils. Dosed. Of course he was.

\t``Maybe if you want us to get caught by the police, sure, let me come down there and fill his ass.'' The leather-wearing rodent pushed past the both of them and grasped at the register, trying to lift it at first before popping open a little door on the side and sticking a cable from a square device in his jacket to the port there. ``Let?s thrust and grind on him a bit, get interrupted by a bunch of cops, and then we both get blueballs. One of us has to think for the other.'' They just wanted the money.

\t``It?s so haaard, though. And he?s cute.'' What was hard? ... Was he? No. He was not turned on by this. Why would he be turned on by this? He had a knife on him. And was currently holding him tight between his soft legs, his coinpurse resting on Jake's chin as he ground his bulge forwards against Jake's muzzle hard enough that it parted his jaws and pressed into his mouth slightly... they said when you got Dosed, your libido went off like a rocket. ``Can?t we just take him hostage or something and then let him go after I get off?'' He repositioned himself onto his chest and ground his butt back against his crotch, and for a brief moment Jake could not focus on the fact that he was being held-up by two chemically altered criminals but more that his ass was incredibly curvy and heavy, and he knew just how to move it to slot himself in against the crotch of Jake's pants.

\t``They won?t follow us unless we get caught or give them a reason to follow us. Emphasis on the latter.'' The more masculine rat in this duo was definitely big, that was for sure, that kind of oversized athletic look that some rats could get from genetics. He probably just needed a day a week at the gym to practically dwarf Jake, his thick biceps tensed enough that the cat could see the veins striated out underneath the fur. ``I swear I wouldn?t be working with you if you weren?t so much fun. Come on, we?re done...'' He unplugged the little wire and took off for the front door while the rodent on top of Jake patted him on the cheek and gave him one last smile. Then, he was gone too, the front door pulling shut behind him as the pair ran off.

\tThey were right. Mason Laws meant that the police would not follow up on Dosed crimes unless the pair were caught in the act, which meant that the two of them had successfully gotten away with the money they had wired out of the owner?s account the moment that they had run out of the store. He did not have to close, not yet anyways... but Jake was out of a job far faster than he would have expected. He had money saved up. It was okay. He would find a new job...

\tLater. For some reason, the job search did not seem like it was that important right now. Was that realistic? No. Was that optimistic? ...

\tThe grey cat sat in his bed at night sometime later, lost in thought about that day. Trying to deny to himself that the reason that he couldn't get the events out of his head was because of those tactile sensations. Soft legs pressed against his face. That cockhead, barely protected by the fabric, resting on his tongue. The urge to reach down and rub at himself until it was all over... That offer to double-team him.

\tIt was just a fantasy. Nothing more, nothing less. A fantasy that was lewd and wrong and messed up, especially since they were the worst kind of criminals and this was probably just some trauma working itself out of him, but... Jake had it, nonetheless. The cat rubbed his eyes, reached down into his wallet and grabbed a couple of credits, got dressed, and then headed out. Not like he had anything early to wake up for, anyways.

\tThe cat let himself stumble through the bright neon-illuminated and rain-slicked streets near his apartment for a while, window-shopping and noting down things he wanted to get himself in the future when he had more money. It was a good way to keep himself from doing some impulse purchases, especially when he barely had anything to spend at the moment. It was three in the morning, and still the streets around his home bustled with enough activity that he almost felt a little crowded in by the multiple other people all around him. It was a relief to get into the little dive bar that served as his relaxation space, ever since they turned the little park that used to be in the middle of his complex into another apartment block, and get to blotting out those thoughts with alcohol. An introductory shot would get him started and on his way, and he would take it mellow for a bit after before graduating on to the stronger stuff and stumbling back to bed...

\tHe had just clacked the shot glass down onto the bar when he felt a curved claw start to trail up his spine. ``Imagine seeing you here...'' That voice had been rolling around in Jake's brain for the past few days. No need to guess who it belonged to. The rabbit sitting next to the cat got flung out of his chair and onto the floor, and the alpine quickly twisted out towards the door and ran out in a half-crawl, half-stumble as the twinky rat took his seat. ``Awww, that's cute! You think I'm gonna stab you or something just because we ran into each other, you're so tense right now!'' He giggled and leaned forwards on the bar, his loose t-shirt flecked with a little bit of grime and draped over his shoulders. Jake did not want to tell him he was right. ``Why would I wanna do that, though? I like you, I was hoping we'd run into each other...''

\tNobody else was reacting to the fact that this Dosed criminal had just walked in like he had owned the place, not even the bartender, who was very busy polishing the same glass over and over again until the rat looked to him, snapped his fingers, and ordered something. No need to get the rodent mad... Maybe they could just talk for a bit. Jake forced himself to look away from the metal surface that he had a grip on tight enough to maybe leave finger indentations. Instead, he faced the rat... The slender, effeminate and vivacious rat that was sat next to him. He stared at his neckline... ``That's... Uhh, that's a cool pendant.''

\t``You like it?'' He placed a paw on the curved silver whorl for emphasis and gently stroked over it. ``Bought it with the money I stole from your shitty convenience store. These next few glasses? Same thing!''

\t``Yeah, I...'' Jake scratched at his cheek. ``I actually don't have a job now because of you and your friend. I may have to move if I don't find something in a couple months...''

\t``Pfffft. I did you a favor!'' The rat grabbed his pitcher as it was offered to him and took a large drink from it. ``Aaaah... You weren't going anywhere standing behind that counter. Just sort of treading water, I bet.'' That was... Yeah, that was true. ``You know what you should be doing?'' The rat leaned forwards so that they were almost muzzle to muzzle. ``Ditch your life as it is, kitty. It's pointless to try and be something right now without being Dosed. Give up on a normal existence and take the plunge with me.'' The cat tried to hold back his gasp as he saw the slender rat pull something from the pocket of his tight shorts. ``Bought this with the rest of my cut too.'' He rolled the little glass vial full of the bright green pills around in his palm, carefully guarding it like he only wanted Jake to see it. ``It feels so good, especially when it's been made outside of a lab like this batch.'' Jake barely caught a glimpse of a stylized round-eared skull and crossbones on the label taped onto its front. ``You can feel it doing things to you, making you better, and you know it's shifting you into someone you couldn't ever have been before it. You know you're getting hooked on it, and it's the sexiest thing in the world to you.'' He popped the top off of the vial and shook a single capsule out. ``Just the one won't do anything to your head except give you a rush. Go on. You know you wanna.''

\tJake would have screamed his answer out at the rat if he had not pulled a knife on the cat in the past. Everyone who had made this choice in the past had gone on to make more and more terrible decisions that had shaped the world into the state it was now. The moment you started to Dose yourself was the moment you stopped working towards a better future and started becoming the thing that dragged down the people around you. The world was already having to deal with Dosed politicians and CEOs ruling the world and running it into the ground to feed their own interests. He refused to give up on...

\t``I'll suck your dick if you take a single pill, kitty cat.''

\tSomehow, none of that mattered. It was a single pill. He was right. You could get Dosed once and not have to deal with any changes in your mood or body. ``O-okay,'' Jake stammered out with a blush hot enough that he could feel it radiate off his cheek. The rat smiled as he patted him on the cheek before leading him back to the cramped little alley next to the bar. The cat tried to ignore the bartender screaming at the both of them to bring his glass back as the rodent downed it while walking him along. It was easy when his mind was preoccupied on what was going to happen.

``I knew you were easy for this kind of stuff.'' The rat tossed the pitcher down the alley as the two of them turned down it. The glass shattered with a resounding crash as it hit the ground. ``Maybe this was a bad idea... Not for me, heheh, for you.'' Jake felt his arm suddenly wrap around his side, his paws squeezed tight into his body as it trailed down to his hips. ``You just decided to walk down a dark alley with someone who you know could totally mug you if they wanted to.'' Jake's breath caught in his throat as the rat squeezed down into his butt through his pajama pants, pressing into the synthetic fleece and getting a big handful of cat ass. ``Anything could happen down here... I could even have my friend here ready to kidnap you, did you even think about that?'' The cat did not answer, not as the rat groped and fondled at his assflesh, fingers roaming along Jake's cheeks and slowly starting to brush over his grey fur and bared skin as he carefully pulled the bottoms of his pants down. ``You totally didn't. It barely even crossed your mind, because I can probably lead you around by the dick and you wouldn't do a thing to stop me. God, you're great. Give me your address so I can break in and ride your cock in the future.'' Jake's dick practically surged underneath the fabric as he breathed it all out in one quick statement. ``Good kitty. Tell me your name.'' The rodent's deft little fingers pulled around to the front of the cat's pants and pushed in, moving under the surface of his underwear like it was just a thin layer of water he needed to breach through and grasping up the feline's growing, firm shaft.

\tJake hesitated for a few seconds, some kind of remaining self-preservation instinct keeping him from blurting it out. Then, the rat gave a few quick little squeezes at the base of his shaft. As the cat felt himself throb and strain against his soft palm, the wrinkled flesh rolling and pillowing his increasingly sensitive and stiff member, whatever rational urge was still in his head not to lay everything on the table disappeared under the fact that he was incredibly and incessantly horny. ``J-Jake...''

\t``Cute! Now...'' The rodent worked with a speed that was almost dizzying, pulling away from the cat's shaft for just a brief moment to pull his pants down and free it into the night air. Jake's erection bounced a little, unattended as the rat got out the pills again and brought one of them up to his face. ``Take your medicine, kitty cat. If you want me to swallow, you've got to swallow first...'' The rat popped one of them himself and gulped it down with a little shudder, his whiskers going straight as his purple pupils momentarily flashed brighter for a second. ``N-nnnnh... Fuuuuuuck, it's already hitting me...'' Jake stared his over for a good long while. He knew he was going to do this. No backing out now, he wanted to get his cock milked, but... It was still a bit surreal to think that this was actually happening. The bright green pill in front of him seemed so innocent in his hands, in the way that an object could in a single moment carry no real connotations behind it. It was just a thing. A shape, devoid of any real history.

\tHe popped it in his mouth the moment it started to feel awkward and wrong between his fingers, wrenched his eyes shut, and then gulped it down. Somehow he had had the impression that a designer drug would be flavored in some way. He could only taste a neutral medicinal baseness, though, as the rat squeezed up to him. His new acquaintance trembled in unbridled delight as he squeezed close. ``See?! Not bad at all!'' He spoke in a near whisper, like whatever he was feeling was making it hard to even force the words out, like it took a concerted effort not to dissolve into a contented pile of rat think on the floor. ``Just... Just feels... Good feelings...'' For a brief moment, Jake was worried that the rat was about to pass out as he started to slump down to the ground, his claws weakly trailing across his shirt and down to his bare thighs. As his muzzle passed Jake's cock, though, the rat seemed to become almost possessed as he opened wide and practically forced himself forwards onto Jake's cock, a loud hacking sound coming from him as he pushed himself up to the cat's base. It was almost like he had decided to turn around and sit on the cat's dick instead. His mouth was so tight and wet that every inch that he took in felt like it was being plunged into a heaven of soft but squeezing flesh. Jake did not have a chance to respond with anything other than a sharp inhale and a little whine as his length was completely immersed in a hot lubed-up tunnel that seemed to be perfectly made for sheathing his cock in. The rat gave a happy squeal as he started to bounce and rock himself on Jake's member as hard and fast as it was possible to suck someone off, clenching his fingers tight enough around Jake's hips that it was almost a little uncomfortable as he milked the feline with furious speed. Every time he worked down back onto the cat?s shaft, the rodent gave a loud little ``... Ulllhph...'' as his cheeks bloated out with Jake?s dong.

\tIt made Jake want to do nothing but relax and let the rat suck him off. As his toes curled in his shoes and his claws dug gently into his palms, it was hard to think of anything more pleasurable. He was so very, very wrong. There was a little twinge in his stomach a split second later, and then his eyes rolled into his head as his brain was slammed by what could only be described as a mental orgasm, his Id suddenly rising up to shout out one thing across his waking mind: ``I feel wonderful, and I want to fuck.'' That sudden rush of sheer joy and pure bliss in his head failed to taper away as he suddenly reached forwards, grabbed the rat by the ears, and started to wildly buck his hips forwards as hard as he could, slamming them into that tight maw, causing the rat to sputter and choke as Jake followed that need. ``O-oh my fucking god!'', the cat blurted out as he shoved his twitching, pulsing member all the way up to the hilt against the rat?s muzzle. The twink?s lips pursed tight around his flesh and suckled loudly even as they were parted over and over again when Jake?s crotch slammed against them. Precum splurted out from him like a faucet as he groaned without worrying about anyone hearing him. Other than those discomforted noises, the rodent seemed just as eager to take Jake?s cock as Jake was to now plant it as far deep as he could into that pulling, tugging maw. The pair of them now worked for each others? pleasure, taking the most out of the moment as they could. Sweat covered Jake?s body soon as he put his everything into feeling his shaft push as deep into that passage as he could go, every inch passed into the rat feeling as if it was getting that much more enjoyable resistance.

\tBy the time that his balls were pulling up against his body, Jake knew that this had to be one of the best nights he had ever had in his life. The cat desperately fucked the rodent?s face like his orgasm depended on going as hard as possible, like the clenching and pulling that his throat put against Jake?s cock was not already bringing him towards that quickening of breath and that growing rush inside him that told him that he was right on the cusp of an orgasm. He wanted to drown his partner in a torrent of jizz, just cum and cum forever until the rat could no longer swallow... his body cried out for release, his cock felt like it was stiff enough to tear through his pants if he put them back on, and he could feel the rat eagerly urging him on with every push forwards with his head, sucking and working at him, curling his tongue around the bottom of his shaft, pulling the tip of his tongue up and back with a strained smile. Not one that showed discomfort, but one that showed that he was so happy that it pushed past the massive cock in his mouth.

\tUltimately, it was the rat that made the last move. He wrapped his arms around Jake?s ass, took a deep breath, and then pushed himself as far as he could with a slow tender pace that quickly became far too much by the time that his nose was pressed deep into Jake?s crotch. The cat gave out a little whine as he squeezed himself tight against the rat?s head, his fingers going down to his skull and pressing down on it, and started to unload down his gullet as his whole body lit up in an exhausted and wonderful excitement, his mind going blank aside from that nearly incessant voice that kept screaming at him about how good it felt to fuck, how he wanted to do it more often, how he needed to listen to himself... He felt amazing, foggy-headed with a hazy delight that burned hot in his mind like a warm mist. ``Gggllchk...'', the rat choked out as Jake splurted that first rope, but then he closed his eyes and seemed to really sync himself with the cat?s orgasm. Every time Jake?s shaft pulsed and sent another gush of cum down the rat?s throat, he gave another deep gulp that bulged his throat out. Pretty soon, he reached down to grope at himself as he kept on draining Jake of every drop of cream that the cat could give him. That beer had done absolutely nothing for the kind of thirst that he had. He was a slut, and he was loving it...

\tJake remained in that mindset for a good long while, his desires being the only thing driving him in that heady thrill as his dick worked on its own to inject pleasure directly up his spine and into his mind as it pulsed and tensed and wicked more kitty jizz into the rodent?s maw. Occasionally, he would give another empty groan or sigh, but that was the limit for what he could make for conversation at the moment. Eventually, the rat pulled back on his own and let Jake just jet the last few weak pulses of his climax directly onto his face, grinning wide as he got wet. ``Hope you don?t mind having a... mmmfh...'' He held his paw up to his mouth to stifle a little burp before he swallowed again. ``Hope you don?t mind having a busted door console for a while. You?re getting ambushed later this week for more of this...'' The rat then got up on his shaky legs and wobbled off without even wiping off his face. Jake was half-tempted to follow until he remembered that his dick was still out and he needed to pull his pants back up, and by the time he had done that, the rat was out of sight. Left with nothing else to do and nothing else he wanted to do but go back home and jack himself off, Jake stumbled back home himself. Before he fell asleep, he practically plastered his toilet in four fresh coatings of jizz off of a porn binge that lasted well past the dawn and only stopped when that inner voice stopped screaming for attention and he realized that he was actually tired.

\tNoah, as he introduced himself as four days later at five in the morning, kept true to his word. There were more meet-ups, most of them localized in Jake?s bedroom, and he seemed to legitimately like being around the cat for more than just casual fucking. There was definitely still a lot of that, though. Oh my god, was there ever. Jake was pretty sure that he would be unable to keep up with how much the rat wanted to suck and fuck him if Noah was not very liberal with the pills. It seemed like every time they got bedded down together, or recently even when they were just hanging out somewhere and things were a bit quiet, Noah would offer Jake a pill, and Jake would get Dosed off it. The cat was surprised that a junkie like the rat would be so loose with something that was expensive as hell, but he was not complaining. He no longer even worried about it. Getting Dosed was fun, and just the one pill that the rat always offered him never hurt anything. Things were looking up for him again. Jake was bouncing back after opening up to new experiences. He was smiling harder than he had in... a year? Two years? He could not remember how long it had been since he had been this excited for the future. Really, it made life fun again in a way that it had not been in ages. ``Mmmmh...'', the rat murmured one evening as he pulled back from making out with him in bed. ``You?re great with or without the high, man. Like comfort food.'' Jake laughed at that as Noah smiled wide enough that those buck teeth pressed down into his full bottom lip. ``I?m serious! You?re simple and the right kind of boring, someone I can decompress with and stuff, y?know? Not a flaw, it?s cute... but, you know...'' He wiggled the vial around above the cat, who opened his mouth wide as Noah started to tilt it downwards. ``I like hot sauce on my meals.'' A pill plopped down on the cat?s tongue. ``Just have to be careful not to put too much on, otherwise I?ll end up ruining the...'' Another little impact hit Jake?s mouth. ``Oh, oops.''

\tScrew it. Jake took a swallow without thinking about it, and then stuck his tongue out. Noah started to laugh hysterically, already deep in the throes of his own high. ``Holy shit, okay! I guess someone really wants to have a good night.'' The rat reached down to grasp at Jake?s growing hard-on through his pants as he gave the cat another wet kiss on the cheek. ``Ohhh fuck, I really need to introduce you to Owen later...'' The cat wriggled around on the mattress next to Noah as he was groped, up until he suddenly went stiff as his blue eyes glimmered in the darkness. It was like his pain receptors had just switched to become pleasure receptors right before someone had kicked him as hard as they could in the skull. He felt fantastic, and there was nothing to worry about when it came to Dosing. Dosing was great. He needed to Dose as much as possible. Nothing compared to how he felt right now, as that doubled exposure to that wonder drug made the previous highs he had experienced look like sniffing glue in comparison. He needed to get Dosed again tomorrow. He needed to go meet Noah?s friend. Jake gritted his teeth, the points of his incisors sharpening and pulling together slightly, as his cock throbbed hard in his pants. The cat was so hard right now that he almost felt sore. What he really needed was to fucking cum.

\tThe next day, after waking up at six in the afternoon, Jake followed the twink rat back to the small abandoned warehouse where he lived with his other fuck-buddy, who was more than happy to see him again. Like Jake expected, the massive rat doing pull-ups on some of the rusting equipment was just as familiar to him as Noah was. The cat did not expect him to be so friendly, though, or to be so open about the fact that he was going to burglarize a couple of homes in the evening. ``Hey, stick around, we?re getting a batch deal on our next purchase of that street blend and we?re looking to party tonight,'' Owen said as he gestured to a torn-up couch. There was some part of Jake that yelled at him that he was about to profit off of the misfortune of others, and maybe had already been gaining off of it with every pill he had already taken. That was definitely true, but to be fair, was there really anything he could do to stop them when they already had their plans laid out like this? Not like they would just give up on their addictions or lifestyle if he asked them politely, and he refused to call the cops on them. That just felt wrong... Maybe skimming Doses off of their supply meant that they would have to steal more to keep up with their habits, but...

\tJake flopped out onto the ruined mattresses and immediately yelped as he accidentally poked himself with one of the springs in the ass, bringing out a chorus of snickers from his two new friends. Other than the pointy bits, it could have once been in a CEO's office. Realistically, being here was probably a bad idea. Optimistically, though, with a clearer head around, maybe the two rats would be at least a bit nicer to people.

\tThat was the plan, at least. Jake did not keep track of it for too long, the idea of being some kind of mediator for the thugs something that only seemed to pop back up in his head when he was not Dosed. They offered those wonderful little pills to him whenever he was around now, though, and why would he want to turn down that effortless chemical pleasure? He was immediately back on that buzz a minute after he walked in the door whenever he came to visit, and always made sure that he walked back home gliding in its throes. Were they doing it on purpose, or were they just happy to see him as blissed out as they were? Did it matter? He could control himself, he thought in the middle of splaying out with them one afternoon, and he would accept their drugs anyways if they were deliberately trying to fuck with his mind. They were more exciting than anyone he had ever known before. Just being around them was enough soon to get him to start throbbing and pulsing in his pants. All the wild fucking was one thing. The constant foreplay, though, the groping and kissing and errant caressing and fingering that never seemed to stop, had solidified in his mind a connection between their presence in his life and a constant arousal that seemed to refuse to go away, one that he desperately needed to chase even between orgasms. Jake was constantly either horny or on the cusp of being horny, and that was incredibly fun for him. He was a slut for them. He wanted to be a slut for them. They talked him into dressing how they wanted him to look, bringing him a tight pair of panties and an athletic top and leggings that they rapidly ripped apart over the days they spent together. It gave his new clothes a ragged, lived-in look. Well-used and full of holes, showing off plenty of skin, almost like it was made to advertise his body, to show off his new tight underwear and those soft legs. Did those panties seem a bit tighter than the first day he put them on? On one of the few days he was at his apartment, he looked himself in the mirror, intending to study the soft blue glow that seemed to come over them lately, after putting more clothes in his backpack and reached down to grope at his bare crotch. When he squeezed down, he could feel more flesh pressing back against it, like there was a bit more heft there while he was flaccid. Maybe an inch or two? He blushed, eyes wide...  And then gave a little giddy laugh as he started to press his palm down tighter and rub at himself. He really should have started taking more pills earlier, it was fucking amazing to think that just a few weeks of getting Dosed meant a bigger shlong. Oh god, this was just the start, too. It had to be. Jake?s tail waved lazily as he looked between his legs in the mirror, unable to see how little strands of fuzz had begun to fall off of it.

\tThe rats noticed it pretty quickly. It actually came up while they were telling him about one of their latest hold-ups at another small shop, this one an antique store. For some reason, after a couple weeks of spending time with them and slowly upping his Doses, those stories seemed to excite him enough that he started to get flush and tense while they told them. It just reinforced something that he already knew and cast it in a new light: bad boys were fucking sexy. It was fun to be around them because they were willing to take more risks, to know what they wanted and bring him along for the fun, to fuck him as roughly and forcefully as he wanted. They were the only ones in this screwed-up world that were really enjoying themselves, and Jake would benefit from letting go of his fear and keeping close to the flames. Pretty soon, Jake had sold his old mattress at home in order to help pay for a larger bed for the three of them. That had been the only thing they told him to do. Saying goodbye to all his online friends for a while and pawning off the holopad had been entirely his idea. They needed more money for food that month, after all, and it felt these days like he had been logging on just to tell people that, no, everyone was alright, he was just having a lot of fun and did not really have any time for them right now. They were so boring lately, anyways. Worried about him? What was there to be worried about? The fridge went next, since he was mostly eating take-out these days, and then the desks on the day he had ended up clearing out his accounts to help get Noah a new switchblade. Bypassing the registration forms was one of the most expensive parts of that... Of course, maybe he would have not needed to sell off his things so fast if he had not decided to help pitch in for the drugs. It was not that he would have felt bad for freeloading. For some reason, mooching off of other people these days seemed like it was about as terrible as jaywalking for the cat. It was more that he wanted to start matching the number of pills Noah and Owen took, and the two rats took a lot of pills to get through the day. There was no reason not to other than how much it cost, anyways. He felt fine, and his cock was only getting bigger with every high! He could feel it slowly pulsing and growing heavier in his pants as he lazed on his back and stroked himself, a constant little purr pouring out from his open mouth as he groped the increasingly obvious bulge between his legs. His nose started to twitch a little as he got excited thinking about it. Eight inches and still getting bigger... fuck, and it felt so hefty between his fingers, too. Noah had told him that his penis only had a set amount of time where it would grow after he started Dosing himself. He had figured that the pharmaceutical company that had kicked the Dosing craze off would have advertised that more. This was the first time that he had ever heard about something like that...

\tThe more he dosed, the more fur fell off of his tail, until soon the coat there was thinner than the rest of his body. The increasingly ruddy flesh underneath his grey fur became more and more visible soon, so that his tail stuck out all the more from the rest of his body. It rapidly became obvious to everyone but Jake as the days went by that his whiskers were also getting elongated far too much for a cat. The only thing that Noah and Owen had in the warehouse that they called home that came close to a mirror was the shattered silvered front of a bathroom cabinet, and Jake barely cared about checking to see if anything else about him had changed. All the questions the two rats asked him about if he wanted extra cheese on the burgers they got, and the cruel squeaking titters they gave after that, passed right over his head.

\tThe longer that he stayed in that building and chained those highs together, the more he began to realize that there was no point in him trying to return to what he had planned for his old life. It was funny. Not in a ha-ha funny sort of way but in a way that made him a little confused and embarrassed about himself. Why had he ever thought that the traditional job system would work for him? Did he ever expect that he would get into being some kind of corporate front-line worker, meant to work himself to death without any hope of a medical plan or pension? Was that something that he had actually wanted for himself? One day Jake just realized, while hanging in the afterglow of having Owen plow him mercilessly, that that sort of lifestyle was just giving up. Putting realism in front of optimism. Why not ask for more? Why not want something more exciting? Forget what it meant to strive for something long-term. Long-term was just something that these corporate fucks wanted to put on him to get him to do something. From now on, he would do what he wanted.

\tSo, after dropping out of his lease, Jake started to shadow his two friends. They all piled into Noah's shitty hovercar and headed to some business that had decided to open a bit too close to their side of town. The cat would happily nurse at one of their shafts for a while and keep them focused, just to help them stay focused and give them a little incentive, and then the two of them would bust out of the car and leave Jake to watch as they stole as many credits as they could from whatever bank account or company payroll kept the place running. From there, it was a pretty straight pipeline from that to more vials of Dose, with plenty of money left over to keep them living comfortably for a month. Jake kept on contributing as they taught him all they could about what they did, of course. Money was everywhere, it turned out, and all he needed to do was find the right time to take it. Now, picking someone's credits or wallet out of their back pocket? That was ha-ha funny. Jake's increasingly tight leggings, pulled taut against softening curves and an ass that seemed to be getting wider and wobblier by the day, did nothing to hold back the rager that came from the first time he got more than twenty credits out of a person. Admittedly, seducing someone into getting a little too careless with the kind of information he shared with Jake in between the cat pumping him off had been enough to give him an erection. Still, finding out they were the kind of person to just have a thousand credits in spending money... That was more than enough to get his fifteen-inch shaft to pull his pants out so much that anyone above him would be able to easy see the base of it behind its stretched out waistband, the massive dong covered in a veritable spandex condom that could barely be considered decent. What had the guy expected? Heheheh, he'd tried to get a handjob from a Dosed-up punk of a cat and paid the price! After constantly Dosing himself larger and larger, Jake's length was a practical battering ram now, girthy enough that he needed both hands to masturbate, so engorged that he got a little giddy and lightheaded whenever he got too horny. ``Too horny'' was basically his constant these days, though, so...

\tIt gave Jake an idea, one that his two friends thought was brilliant. It was also a bit of a con to get them to buy him more clothes, but they seemed to go into it without a second thought... well, maybe there was a little bit of insight there. After all, they had suggested that a cute hooker like Jake probably wanted to show off as little as possible, which meant that he would be going out shirtless. He still got a nice pair of leg warmers and a fun collar, the front of which was covered in LEDs that could display his  prices, to go with his usual wear. ``We?ll set it nice and cheap,'' Owen said as he strapped it around the cat?s neck, ``best to be honest with this kind of stuff.'' After a couple of nights spent on the corner, Jake found himself getting picked up by a limo and a slightly nervous collie in a suit who asked about fifteen times if he was a cop before the cat laughed and told him to shush. ``I?m the farthest thing from a cop. Relax.'' A flash of those bright white teeth and long front fangs seemed to get the dog to calm down as Jake asked him if there was anywhere he wanted to go to have some fun. The canine, late-twenties and obviously looking to blow off some steam from whatever he was doing, suggested the back room of some club that he owned. Jake suggested that they go somewhere that had a bed, though. After all, he looked so tired. There were bags under his eyes... The cat knew just the place...

\tThey parked a couple blocks from the motel, got dropped off, really. It was nestled under a bunch of skyrises, so it was nearly pitch-dark other than headlights and the lamp glow from each of the rooms. The dog and his bodyguards had nothing to worry about from him, not until the two of them were safe and away from prying eyes in the motel room. Not until Jake had his pants down and started to frot and grind that massive erection against his john?s smaller cock, grinning wide, getting him to relax... not see that the bathroom door had started to creak open...

\tOnce Noah had him at gunpoint, Jake and Owen worked quickly to strip and pull every single valuable piece of information and money they could get from him. Owen held him down to the bed as Jake grabbed credit cards, debit cards, a straight collection of credits that he just had spread across both of his pants pockets... It was incredibly how stupid people could be. All the better for all of them, really! They were in and out before the guy?s guards could even get to them in time, and celebrating all the way to the dealer.

\tThe cat barely waited for the other two before he took one of the vials, opened it, and just took everything all at once. In seconds, he was down on the floor, groaning with sheer delight, his eyes beaming a deep blue as bright as police lights as the two rats turned him over. ``Hah, look at that, cat decided to slam it all at once!'', Owen cackled, his voice far off as Jake?s mind twisted and curled on itself, parts of it warping irrevocably as his body tingled. That shock-to-pleasure feeling was back, and it was hitting him as hard as possible. He went from semi-chub to stiff as steel in a matter of seconds, and he would have fucked Noah?s face into oblivion if he could only get himself clear-minded enough to reach up, grab him, and pull him right down onto his cock.

\t``Told you he?d do it. He was already on the fast track to Squeak City, anyways...'' Noah reached down and stroked at Jake?s pointed ears as they started to slowly curve at their tops. ``Juuuust needed to give him the option. You know what you bet me, Owen, pay up!'' Those conical ears quickly started to shift out as the cat squeaked out in orgasmic confusion, the front of his pants growing wet with jizz as his body became one massive erogenous zone. The triangular points rounded out and swelled bigger and bigger until they looked and felt oversized compared to the rest of his head, the curled ears unfolding into large discs at the top of his head.

\t``After he?s finished...'' The big rat kept on clawing over Jake?s body as the cat?s glowing eyes rolled up into his head. ``After we?re finished with him. Can?t believe I was patient enough to go through with this plan...'' Every rake down his thinning fur left trails of electric thrill that lingered for seconds that Jake pictured as trails that were the same color of those glowing blue eyes... although his own eye color was not exactly blue anymore. Some other color had started to muddle that natural shade so that it had begun to shift into an almost seafoam coloration. His pupils flashed again as they started to dissolve into the color, never to return. Just another sign that he had finally crossed a line that he could not take back...

\tNoah was on him now too, teasing at his fur as it gained the same thin layering that the two rats had on their own bodies. ``I know, it sucks, doesn?t it?'' He still stood out between the two of them, with grey fur compared to their brown. As his tail wicked off more and more fur with every thrash, though, it rapidly became clear that that gap between them, already so eroded by the pair rubbing off on him, was closing at breakneck speed. ``We shoulda just forced the stuff down his throat once we decided we liked him, but then he would have hated us!'' In between the thoughts about how this was the greatest day of his life and how rats were the sexiest beings alive was one single realization that he would have done the same thing to his own cowardly ass if given the chance. As his pupils completely faded away, Jake imagined himself cornering a cat that looked exactly like him down a dark alleyway. The feline looked panicked as he closed in, a delirious little cackle slipping from Jake?s mouth as he rushed forwards and pinned him to the alleyway, his own muzzle pushing forwards right under his vision. That cat was just recognizable to Jake right now. Some cat that looked like him... but was not him. As he brought the vial up and uncorked it, his muzzle continued to press out and start to curl upwards as the nose grew more bulbous. Despite that cat?s begs and pleads that this would make him a terrible person and he was essentially giving up on the future, Jake pushed the vial into his mouth and pushed his head back as he felt his own two front teeth pull tight together and push over his bottom lip. The cat needed to take his medicine, and the rat needed to give it to him.

\tOutside of his own mind, Jake started to press that new muzzle up to Noah?s own as the other rat started to make out with him furiously. That kiss provided the anchor in the roiling sea that was his own brain, something that he could just grasp a hold of and hold onto, something that would give him enough stability to do something except roll around. His eyes, growing increasingly more vividly green, started to shrink a little on his head. They became beadier but a better fit for his changed face as they pulled down further and further. Noah?s tongue worked at and played with his new buck-teeth as the two rats enjoyed each other?s company, Owen already working the changed Dose junkie?s pants down. When they were fully off, he took up Jake?s tail, squeezed down tight, and then pulled his fist down. In seconds, the last few clumps of fur there were collected on Owen?s hand, and the rat?s naked tail was on full display. ``Hey, I think he?s... nnnfh... I think he?s ready!,'' Noah yelled out, and Owen took the opportunity to twist Jake onto his front.

\tThe changing rat desperately pushed his hips back, only to find them nestled against a toned pair of thighs and an already hard cock. ``F-fuck yes!'', the rat gasped out, ``fucking do ihhhhhhhnnhh!'' He nearly bit his lip as Owen slammed forwards without any lube and practically punched the thoughts right out of his head, sheathing his member with Jake?s tunnel. Jake had felt a little spent downstairs a few seconds ago, but as it turned out, the feeling of hot and throbbing flesh slamming across his crevices and innards and stroking those intensely horny feelings into the front of his mind was more than enough to make his body quickly brew up another batch of rat seed.

\tHe dug his paws into the ground and against Noah?s legs as the other rat grabbed him by the face and just as roughly forced himself into his mouth. ``Dr. Noah?s tired of giving you pills, time for an injection you little rat-whore!'' As Jake was forced to deep-throat the rat?s entire cock, he gave out a loud, pleased and smothered squeak as his claws curled outwards and tapered down against Noah?s legs. They permanently extended and elongated out from his paws as his fingers grew more slender and practically pushed out of their fur, soon just as naked as his tail and that much more dextrous. Good for picking pockets... Jake?s subconscious immediately realized that, but his conscious mind could not give a fuck about that right now. Not when Noah and Owen started to thrust into him. They worked like a team, looming over him soon as they straightened up, bucking Jake between themselves over and over again. The more he dug his feet into the ground, the more they shed their coatings and shifted to match his hands, becoming just as bared and rodentine as his hands. With every push and press down Jake?s ass, the rat was pushed forwards onto Noah?s stiff member. When his throat was filled, Jake found himself ground down harder onto Owen?s cock, forcing it deeper into his tailhole and to regions that were barely ever touched. It was a fuck that seemed like it was hitting everything that he was, jostling and wrecking and trashing everything in the best possible way, smashing through the things that he held dear and sending him skyrocketing with every plunge. Owen barely even needed to touch his wet and veiny cock, the member pressed tight into the rat?s stomach, to get him onto the edge. All they needed to do was keep plowing into him...

\tWhen that next climax was worked out of him, his cum practically slammed into his chest as he gave a happy squeak that nearly reached ear-piercing levels. From the first pulse of jizz against his body to the moment hours later when the three of them finally calmed down, Jake?s mind completely short-circuited as that overwheming amount of Dose used his bliss to completely break apart certain parts of his mind.

\tHe took a deep breath as he slowly came to. It was dark outside. He felt like a new person. A better person. Less of a fucking coward. Someone that could really cut loose and have fun with his fellow rats. ``Goddamn, that was amazing...'', he sighed out.

\t``Y-yeah...'' Noah sighed out. Owen was currently nestled up close against Jake on the floor, practically spooning him, while Noah was on his feet and trying to get his bearings, a little wobbly on his legs.

\t``I...'' Jake laughed, his pupiless bright green eyes so vivid in the nearly pitch-black warehouse. ``I kind of want to go smash something now.'' It was the first thing that came to his mind. The other two rats started to laugh uncontrollably at that. They thought that was a pretty good idea too. Everything in the future, no matter how destructive or selfish it was, would be a good idea now.

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