{ "submission_id": "2402828", "keywords": [ { "keyword_id": "688", "keyword_name": "clothes", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "14462" }, { "keyword_id": "15315", "keyword_name": "corruption", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "6062" }, { "keyword_id": "3790", "keyword_name": "growth", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "10309" }, { "keyword_id": "679", "keyword_name": "herm", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "44468" }, { "keyword_id": "1386", "keyword_name": "hyper", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "46616" }, { "keyword_id": "31452", "keyword_name": "infection", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "358" }, { "keyword_id": "234455", "keyword_name": "infectious", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "305" }, { "keyword_id": "462307", "keyword_name": "mental changes", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "24" }, { "keyword_id": "60030", "keyword_name": "mind alteration", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "168" }, { "keyword_id": "25603", "keyword_name": "outfits", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "671" }, { "keyword_id": "452", "keyword_name": "rat", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "23893" }, { "keyword_id": "108286", "keyword_name": "transformaiton", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "11" }, { "keyword_id": "6344", "keyword_name": "weight gain", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "6744" } ], "hidden": "f", "scraps": "f", "favorite": "f", "favorites_count": "7", "create_datetime": "2021-03-21 13:56:32.870175+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "21 Mar 2021 14:56 CET", "last_file_update_datetime": "2021-03-21 13:56:30.020116+00", "last_file_update_datetime_usertime": "21 Mar 2021 14:56 CET", "username": "Echoen", "user_id": "11559", "user_icon_file_name": "19411_Echoen_echoen_ohai_gillpanda_icon.gif", "user_icon_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/large/19/19411_Echoen_echoen_ohai_gillpanda_icon.gif", "user_icon_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/medium/19/19411_Echoen_echoen_ohai_gillpanda_icon.gif", "user_icon_url_small": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/small/19/19411_Echoen_echoen_ohai_gillpanda_icon.gif", "file_name": "3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/3519/3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/3519/3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/3519/3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "files": [ { "file_id": "3519074", "file_name": "3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/3519/3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/3519/3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/3519/3519074_Echoen_contagious_but_not_quite_deadly.doc", "mimetype": "application/msword", "submission_id": "2402828", "user_id": "11559", "submission_file_order": "0", "full_size_x": null, "full_size_y": null, "screen_size_x": null, "screen_size_y": null, "preview_size_x": null, "preview_size_y": null, "initial_file_md5": "ef5d31e77f10f5847c704af38cab14ab", "full_file_md5": "ef5d31e77f10f5847c704af38cab14ab", "large_file_md5": "", "small_file_md5": "", "thumbnail_md5": "", "deleted": "f", "create_datetime": "2021-03-21 13:56:30.020116+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "21 Mar 2021 14:56 CET" } ], "pools": [], "description": "Commission story from the author [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/kleskvadrigaar]https://www.furaffinity.net/user/kleskvadrigaar[/url]\n\nInspired by the Trashy Rat Slut Conversion series [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11472297/]https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11472297/[/url] \n\nCorruptive, contagious hyperherm breeding rats, and what they do to a cute guy's mind and body~\n\n[url=http://www.postybirb.com]Posted using PostyBirb[/url]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Commission story from the author https://www.furaffinity.net/user/kleskvadrigaar

Inspired by the Trashy Rat Slut Conversion series https://www.furaffinity.net/view/11472297/

Corruptive, contagious hyperherm breeding rats, and what they do to a cute guy's mind and body~

Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "Contagious, but not quite deadly.\n\nWritten by Klesk Vadrigaar\n\n``Yeaaaah boy, take that big rat dick! Take it like the slut you are!'' \n\nJamie squirmed and thrashed in his bed. The voice echoed like a demon through his dreams, reverberating through every inch of the raccoon's mind and body.\n\n``You like it like this, don't you? You never want it to end!''\n\nThe raccoon clawed at his blankets, clutching them as tightly as he could as if he feared letting them go would cause him to be swallowed up by the visions of the previous evening. \n\nIt had seemed like such a simple social exercise. He was new to the area. Eager to meet folk. The dating app he'd installed had matched him with a local lass. A rather nice-looking rat girl who was happy to, in her own words, `show him the ropes' of life in this part of the woods.\n\nShe'd looked so cute in her photos too. A bit on the plump side, yes, but that was fine. Jamie much preferred a girl he could take out for a decent dinner and who could eat their fill, rather than one who starved themselves into looking like a skeleton because the fashion world said it was in vogue. Her boobs were a second plus (and also explained why she spelled her screen name with two capital Gs). The cock and balls she was rocking were a bit of a surprise but, eh, Jamie had no issue. Girls like that existed in every part of the world and were perfectly fine folk.\n\nGranted Jamie had somewhat garnered that things were a bit amiss when the two had met up for drinks, and the rat girl, Evelyn as he'd learned her name was, had immediately broached the subject of her condition having `stabilized' and that she no longer needed to worry. Jamie had naturally asked what she meant but was only assured that he'd find out in due course, and also that he shouldn't worry about it either.\n\nThe conversation had only gotten weirder, and somewhat schizophrenic from there, though Jamie had initially chalked that up to just a quirk of Evelyn's character, or perhaps some eccentricity that the locals were partial to. He'd learned that a lot of ratfolk called the area home, and were planning to bring even more of their population soon. It had to do with something about how the area had \"the right sort of people and the right sort of genes\"...or maybe Jamie misheard that part. He was already feeling pretty tipsy after his second drink. Either the locals liked their quaff at a stronger concentration than most, or Jamie had let his tolerance dip due to not having as much time to go out and party as when he'd been at university. \n\nEither way, the raccoon couldn't quite remember when or how he'd ended up on the business end of Evelyn's massive dong. It had hurt, a little, but he'd tried to fight through that. He'd moved for a change of pace, and, well, this was nothing if not exactly that!\n\nEvelyn's rather harsh pillow talk had been a different matter, as was indicated by how it had stuck with Jamie even now when the haze of the booze was gone and his mind was able to sort through the troubling events that had lead up to him finding himself in his bed, his belly still full of seed from Evelyn's more than generous orgasms, and his fur stinking of that which he'd been unable to hold inside him. \n\nJamie had again thought about how wrong the whole situation was, but he was also exhausted, had a hangover, and it was the middle of the night, so he'd decided he could sleep it off a bit and deal with it in the morning. Evelyn's words might have kept torturing his dreams but words were all they were...right?\n\nThe morning had come soon enough, and after a nice big breakfast and several cups of coffee, Jamie was feeling more like his old self again...sort of. He still had the bloated belly from the hard, hot anal sex...and his chest was looking decidedly more feminine...\n\nThe raccoon blinked as this reminded him he'd planned to go clothes shopping once he was settled in his new place. Indeed, a new wardrobe was sounding quite lovely right now. A nice, normal outing to offset the weirdness he'd just gone through, so he could collect his thoughts and see if he could remember what else had happened the night before. \n\nThe need for new attire grew even more critical when the raccoon tried to get dressed, finding his shirts did a poor job of fitting over his rapidly developing tits, and his immensely round belly. Even worse, his pants barely fit at all over the ridiculous dome of his greatly enlarged maleness. \n\nYeah, something was wrong...for starters, Jamie couldn't fathom what had originally appealed to him about his usual choice in outfits. His polos and sandblasted jeans were so, just, yesterday. He needed something new! Something bold!\n\nBarely an hour later, the raccoon was squirming in glee as he sat in a changing room at the local fashion outlet, sliding a pair of black, toeless stockings over his thick legs. Their sheen texture hugged his lower limbs like a second skin, defining their sculpt in a manner that would make a Renaissance artist proud. \n\nJamie felt his oversized cock twitching as he looked at himself in the mirror. Yeah, now this was more his look. The stockings were just the contrast he needed to pair with his immensely pregnant-looking belly, and his rack resting heavily atop it. He cut a few fashion poses, watching his cock slide out of his sheath as his mind settled into a state of aroused zen, and the memories of the previous night gained some clarity. \n\n``You like it like this, don't you? You never want it to end!''\n\nYes, he remembered Evelyn saying that...but she'd said something else immediately after. \n\n``Don't worry. You're as contagious as me now. For all of us, it never will end!'' \n\nJamie felt an odd recess of his brain nag at him over what Evelyn could have meant with that. It was a nagging he quickly forgot as he looked to the other clothes he'd brought into the changing room to try on. He grabbed for the halter top, checking the size printed on the inside tag. It promised the garment was `Small'. Jamie hoped it wasn't a misprint. \n\nHe struggled to get the garment on, feeling his hopes rising at how tightly the ill-fitting garment clung to his expanding dimensions. With a ragged gasp, he managed to finally get his head through the collar, and his fur then bristled as he attempted to pull the garment down over his tits. It failed to even reach his nipples, no matter how much he tried to tug it down. \n\nJamie felt a wave of relief wash over him.\n\nFor the next several seconds he pulled and struggled to adjust the tiny top. While it wasn't up to the task, it felt like there was some stretch to the fabric. He thoroughly tested the limits of the stretch as he tried pushing his breasts up into the garment, pulling it so now only his nipples were covered, while the rest of his obscenely huge orbs spilled plentifully out from the top and bottom. \n\nThe raccoon's shaft throbbed heavily as he turned to the mirror again and checked out his look. Yeah, this was more `him', or at least how he now believed `him' should be defined. The tone of the stockings and the contrast of the top melded perfectly with how the rodent ears and more angular shape of his muzzle sharply offset the rest of his familiar features. Jamie turned his head from side to side as he got a better look at his new facial developments. He was sure they hadn't been there the previous day, but now that they were, he felt he was doing them a disservice by not highlighting them in some manner. \n\nJamie rubbed his still expanding stomach as he stared at his reflection, pondering what else his look was missing. Maybe some make-up? At least something to offset the black of his mask? Also lipstick. Yeah, he needed something to bring out the plumpness of his sweet mouth! Oooh, earrings! Those rat ears certainly looked like they could support the weight of some nice, big, shimmering gold hoops!\n\nJamie yipped as his dick bumped against the cold surface of the mirror, leaving a sticky smear. He broke off his line of thought as he realized he still hadn't settled on what kind of lower garments his new look called for. That is if it called for any.\n\nThe raccoon turned to look at himself from the side. His ass was a lot fatter than it had been yesterday. And his tail...hoo boy! He did not remember his tail looking so excessively long, or so incredibly fluffy and vibrant. The contrast between the light and dark rings all along the eight-foot, fur-covered, serpentine length was mesmerizing to behold.\n\nYeah, maybe he didn't need pants. He sure didn't want to cover any of the above up, and with how his dick was now jutting out to over two feet in length, and his balls were resting heavily on the ground, he doubted there existed anything that would fit. \n\nWell, did it need to fit? Jamie looked to the pair of daisy duke shorts he'd grabbed. They were not going to work for their intended purpose...yet, the flora design sewn into them was just so damn cute! \n\nDeeming it couldn't hurt to try, Jamie sat back down and began putting on the shorts. He encountered some difficulty when he saw his feet were now almost twice their usual size but he figured out a workaround. If anything, bigger feet would make it easier to move all his extra mass. \n\nIndeed, he was carrying some serious extra mass. As he stood up and pulled the shorts up, he felt something heavy pressing against the spot behind his giant balls. He tried to ignore it as he observed himself in the mirror, but it quickly grew in intensity. \n\nJamie's hands went to his belly and his lower set of tits. He was momentarily confused as to where such additions had come from, but then realized that with his halter top adjusted the way it was, there was plenty of room for both to develop without his notice. Honestly, he was less worried about that right now than the sudden need for him to...push?\n\nGritting his teeth, Jamie felt his body doing exactly what many bodies were programmed to do when giving birth. He felt something opening behind his balls and exhaled in relief upon realizing that meant he had the means to push whatever wanted out of him on its way to the world. \n\nThe raccoon cringed as he felt the squirming mass encounter the thin barrier of his shorts. He realized he probably wasn't going to be able to return them now, but oh well. Maybe he could research how to fix them once he got himself home. Well, he and his new kid.\n\nThe raccoon let out several orgasmic gasps as he pushed and pushed, rubbing his tits with one pair of hands and stroking his cock with the other. He felt the shorts rip as a truly immense body worked itself out of him. His cock throbbed violently in ecstasy as he continued helping it make its exit. \n\n``Ahhh! Ohhh thanks, Jamie!'' He heard a familiar voice say as he finally reached orgasm. Cum splattered messily over every surface in the changing room as the raccoon finished both his climax and his birth.\n\n``Hello, world!'' The voice giggled as its owner pulled itself completely free of the raccoon. Jamie stumbled back, collapsing onto the cum soaked surface of the bench as he blinked several times, finding himself staring at an exact duplicate of Evelyn. He opened his mouth to ask, to try and understand what was going on. Evelyn told him everything he needed to know with a fierce and grateful kiss.\n\n``I knew you'd be the perfect new addition to our ranks! An ideal subject to help us spread this wonderful gift!'' The rat gushed as she hugged Jamie before helping him back to his feet. ``Come on! The day is young and there are so many more who need to experience the greatness of carrying this contagion! This town has been an excellent starting point for the building of paradise, but the world ain't gonna infect itself you know!'' \n\nJamie just nodded and smiled as he was lead to his first steps into this new and incredible chapter of his life!\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Contagious, but not quite deadly.

Written by Klesk Vadrigaar

``Yeaaaah boy, take that big rat dick! Take it like the slut you are!''

Jamie squirmed and thrashed in his bed. The voice echoed like a demon through his dreams, reverberating through every inch of the raccoon's mind and body.

``You like it like this, don't you? You never want it to end!''

The raccoon clawed at his blankets, clutching them as tightly as he could as if he feared letting them go would cause him to be swallowed up by the visions of the previous evening.

It had seemed like such a simple social exercise. He was new to the area. Eager to meet folk. The dating app he'd installed had matched him with a local lass. A rather nice-looking rat girl who was happy to, in her own words, `show him the ropes' of life in this part of the woods.

She'd looked so cute in her photos too. A bit on the plump side, yes, but that was fine. Jamie much preferred a girl he could take out for a decent dinner and who could eat their fill, rather than one who starved themselves into looking like a skeleton because the fashion world said it was in vogue. Her boobs were a second plus (and also explained why she spelled her screen name with two capital Gs). The cock and balls she was rocking were a bit of a surprise but, eh, Jamie had no issue. Girls like that existed in every part of the world and were perfectly fine folk.

Granted Jamie had somewhat garnered that things were a bit amiss when the two had met up for drinks, and the rat girl, Evelyn as he'd learned her name was, had immediately broached the subject of her condition having `stabilized' and that she no longer needed to worry. Jamie had naturally asked what she meant but was only assured that he'd find out in due course, and also that he shouldn't worry about it either.

The conversation had only gotten weirder, and somewhat schizophrenic from there, though Jamie had initially chalked that up to just a quirk of Evelyn's character, or perhaps some eccentricity that the locals were partial to. He'd learned that a lot of ratfolk called the area home, and were planning to bring even more of their population soon. It had to do with something about how the area had "the right sort of people and the right sort of genes"...or maybe Jamie misheard that part. He was already feeling pretty tipsy after his second drink. Either the locals liked their quaff at a stronger concentration than most, or Jamie had let his tolerance dip due to not having as much time to go out and party as when he'd been at university.

Either way, the raccoon couldn't quite remember when or how he'd ended up on the business end of Evelyn's massive dong. It had hurt, a little, but he'd tried to fight through that. He'd moved for a change of pace, and, well, this was nothing if not exactly that!

Evelyn's rather harsh pillow talk had been a different matter, as was indicated by how it had stuck with Jamie even now when the haze of the booze was gone and his mind was able to sort through the troubling events that had lead up to him finding himself in his bed, his belly still full of seed from Evelyn's more than generous orgasms, and his fur stinking of that which he'd been unable to hold inside him.

Jamie had again thought about how wrong the whole situation was, but he was also exhausted, had a hangover, and it was the middle of the night, so he'd decided he could sleep it off a bit and deal with it in the morning. Evelyn's words might have kept torturing his dreams but words were all they were...right?

The morning had come soon enough, and after a nice big breakfast and several cups of coffee, Jamie was feeling more like his old self again...sort of. He still had the bloated belly from the hard, hot anal sex...and his chest was looking decidedly more feminine...

The raccoon blinked as this reminded him he'd planned to go clothes shopping once he was settled in his new place. Indeed, a new wardrobe was sounding quite lovely right now. A nice, normal outing to offset the weirdness he'd just gone through, so he could collect his thoughts and see if he could remember what else had happened the night before.

The need for new attire grew even more critical when the raccoon tried to get dressed, finding his shirts did a poor job of fitting over his rapidly developing tits, and his immensely round belly. Even worse, his pants barely fit at all over the ridiculous dome of his greatly enlarged maleness.

Yeah, something was wrong...for starters, Jamie couldn't fathom what had originally appealed to him about his usual choice in outfits. His polos and sandblasted jeans were so, just, yesterday. He needed something new! Something bold!

Barely an hour later, the raccoon was squirming in glee as he sat in a changing room at the local fashion outlet, sliding a pair of black, toeless stockings over his thick legs. Their sheen texture hugged his lower limbs like a second skin, defining their sculpt in a manner that would make a Renaissance artist proud.

Jamie felt his oversized cock twitching as he looked at himself in the mirror. Yeah, now this was more his look. The stockings were just the contrast he needed to pair with his immensely pregnant-looking belly, and his rack resting heavily atop it. He cut a few fashion poses, watching his cock slide out of his sheath as his mind settled into a state of aroused zen, and the memories of the previous night gained some clarity.

``You like it like this, don't you? You never want it to end!''

Yes, he remembered Evelyn saying that...but she'd said something else immediately after.

``Don't worry. You're as contagious as me now. For all of us, it never will end!''

Jamie felt an odd recess of his brain nag at him over what Evelyn could have meant with that. It was a nagging he quickly forgot as he looked to the other clothes he'd brought into the changing room to try on. He grabbed for the halter top, checking the size printed on the inside tag. It promised the garment was `Small'. Jamie hoped it wasn't a misprint.

He struggled to get the garment on, feeling his hopes rising at how tightly the ill-fitting garment clung to his expanding dimensions. With a ragged gasp, he managed to finally get his head through the collar, and his fur then bristled as he attempted to pull the garment down over his tits. It failed to even reach his nipples, no matter how much he tried to tug it down.

Jamie felt a wave of relief wash over him.

For the next several seconds he pulled and struggled to adjust the tiny top. While it wasn't up to the task, it felt like there was some stretch to the fabric. He thoroughly tested the limits of the stretch as he tried pushing his breasts up into the garment, pulling it so now only his nipples were covered, while the rest of his obscenely huge orbs spilled plentifully out from the top and bottom.

The raccoon's shaft throbbed heavily as he turned to the mirror again and checked out his look. Yeah, this was more `him', or at least how he now believed `him' should be defined. The tone of the stockings and the contrast of the top melded perfectly with how the rodent ears and more angular shape of his muzzle sharply offset the rest of his familiar features. Jamie turned his head from side to side as he got a better look at his new facial developments. He was sure they hadn't been there the previous day, but now that they were, he felt he was doing them a disservice by not highlighting them in some manner.

Jamie rubbed his still expanding stomach as he stared at his reflection, pondering what else his look was missing. Maybe some make-up? At least something to offset the black of his mask? Also lipstick. Yeah, he needed something to bring out the plumpness of his sweet mouth! Oooh, earrings! Those rat ears certainly looked like they could support the weight of some nice, big, shimmering gold hoops!

Jamie yipped as his dick bumped against the cold surface of the mirror, leaving a sticky smear. He broke off his line of thought as he realized he still hadn't settled on what kind of lower garments his new look called for. That is if it called for any.

The raccoon turned to look at himself from the side. His ass was a lot fatter than it had been yesterday. And his tail...hoo boy! He did not remember his tail looking so excessively long, or so incredibly fluffy and vibrant. The contrast between the light and dark rings all along the eight-foot, fur-covered, serpentine length was mesmerizing to behold.

Yeah, maybe he didn't need pants. He sure didn't want to cover any of the above up, and with how his dick was now jutting out to over two feet in length, and his balls were resting heavily on the ground, he doubted there existed anything that would fit.

Well, did it need to fit? Jamie looked to the pair of daisy duke shorts he'd grabbed. They were not going to work for their intended purpose...yet, the flora design sewn into them was just so damn cute!

Deeming it couldn't hurt to try, Jamie sat back down and began putting on the shorts. He encountered some difficulty when he saw his feet were now almost twice their usual size but he figured out a workaround. If anything, bigger feet would make it easier to move all his extra mass.

Indeed, he was carrying some serious extra mass. As he stood up and pulled the shorts up, he felt something heavy pressing against the spot behind his giant balls. He tried to ignore it as he observed himself in the mirror, but it quickly grew in intensity.

Jamie's hands went to his belly and his lower set of tits. He was momentarily confused as to where such additions had come from, but then realized that with his halter top adjusted the way it was, there was plenty of room for both to develop without his notice. Honestly, he was less worried about that right now than the sudden need for him to...push?

Gritting his teeth, Jamie felt his body doing exactly what many bodies were programmed to do when giving birth. He felt something opening behind his balls and exhaled in relief upon realizing that meant he had the means to push whatever wanted out of him on its way to the world.

The raccoon cringed as he felt the squirming mass encounter the thin barrier of his shorts. He realized he probably wasn't going to be able to return them now, but oh well. Maybe he could research how to fix them once he got himself home. Well, he and his new kid.

The raccoon let out several orgasmic gasps as he pushed and pushed, rubbing his tits with one pair of hands and stroking his cock with the other. He felt the shorts rip as a truly immense body worked itself out of him. His cock throbbed violently in ecstasy as he continued helping it make its exit.

``Ahhh! Ohhh thanks, Jamie!'' He heard a familiar voice say as he finally reached orgasm. Cum splattered messily over every surface in the changing room as the raccoon finished both his climax and his birth.

``Hello, world!'' The voice giggled as its owner pulled itself completely free of the raccoon. Jamie stumbled back, collapsing onto the cum soaked surface of the bench as he blinked several times, finding himself staring at an exact duplicate of Evelyn. He opened his mouth to ask, to try and understand what was going on. Evelyn told him everything he needed to know with a fierce and grateful kiss.

``I knew you'd be the perfect new addition to our ranks! An ideal subject to help us spread this wonderful gift!'' The rat gushed as she hugged Jamie before helping him back to his feet. ``Come on! The day is young and there are so many more who need to experience the greatness of carrying this contagion! This town has been an excellent starting point for the building of paradise, but the world ain't gonna infect itself you know!''  

Jamie just nodded and smiled as he was lead to his first steps into this new and incredible chapter of his life!

", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Contagious, But Not Quite Deadly", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "445" }