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Brin buried his hot face into the belly of Maddy, seeking succor in that swollen globe of soft, white fur and churning flesh. Tears trickled from his eyes and the brown rat’s shoulders began to quake. Quietly, he sobbed into that bloated abdomen, not wishing to be separated, like a pup torn away from his mother’s teat.\n\n“I knew I picked the right one,” Maddy said. His fingers scratched behind Brin’s ears. “Oh, but don’t stop there, love. Tell me what happened last night. Or is your memory still cloudy? We did drink a lot.”\n\nBrin turned up his watery eyes to Maddy. A shimmering trickle of mucus ran from both nostrils, the fur of his cheeks stained by tears. “I remember that I made this happen.” He hugged Maddy’s engorged stomach. \n\n“Well, it didn’t just grow there on its own,” Maddy giggled. “Believe me, I’ve tried. So, do you remember?”\n\nHe remembered. Brin’s mind was racing, seeing the sweeping darkness before him as his eyes fell closed. Maddy was perched above him, his legs closing against Brin’s hips. His fingertips grazed his eyelids, making them squirm as the trailing claws parted his brown fur. Slowly, Maddy’s hand crested his snout, dipping down to trace the plumpness of Brin’s lips. Brin’s mouth parted slightly, a low moan seeking to greet those questing fingers as they journeyed along the hard bone of his jaw. Every sensation sent a jolt of exquisite lightning up his spine. His brain was on fire, his belly roiling as those nimble fingers found the curve of his throat. Maddy’s breath blew hot on his neck, rustling the umber of his fur as the white rat met his throat with a kiss.\n\nDown, he plunged, seeking the hollow of Brin’s collarbone. With teeth and tongue, he filled that holy chalice to the brim, overflowing that precious cup with his honeyed love. Such a heady brew would flow down Brin’s chest, guiding Maddy’s lips between his rising pectorals, leading the white rat ever closer to that throbbing obelisk of weeping manhood. The sea of brown which rippled across Brin’s belly enticed him, drawing him to the fragrant jungles of Brin’s pubic fur. His pink nose plummeted into that aromatic weave, drinking of the heady aroma of Brin’s musky scent, of the stale tang of sweat and the pungent spice of raw sex. Maddy’s blossom gushed between his ripe cheeks, his nectar seeping into Brin’s thigh. Hot, scorching fluid dampened the brown rat’s fur and for an instant, he almost opened his eyes. \n\n“No peeking,” whispered Maddy. “You can’t open your eyes. You have to feel instead.”\n\nHe was slipping, his fingers losing his hold on Maddy’s sleek body. The white rat was moving, sitting back, his fingers playing at Brin’s cock. One claw traced the rippling edge of his pelvis, drawing a line from his hip, down to the inside of his thigh. Brin’s body responded, opening his legs, letting Maddy cup the swollen plums that were his balls. Fresh seed churned within those bloated orbs, ready to burst like succulent fruits at the first, ecstatic bite. The white rat placed his lips to those fat globes, kissing each one as he crept to the base of Brin’s shaft. Wet lips smacked softly on hot, sweaty flesh, his tongue licking the salty glaze of sticky precum which had made Brin’s cock so shiny. \n\n“O-Oh…” Brin groaned. He gripped the sheets with both hands. Sweat prickled his fur, his head tilting back, finding some respite in the coolness of the sheets.\n\nMaddy ignored the tortured groans of his love, his lips gliding up the plump undershaft, suckling the sweaty flesh, letting it settle on his tongue as if he were savoring a fine wine. Such an aroma that expanded against the roof of his mouth, the splash of giddy elation which caressed his palate and squirmed down his throat to pool in his hot belly. His questing mouth came to that weeping tip, flowing unceasing with the glimmer of Brin’s precum. The white rat’s pink tongue slithered from between his stained lips, circling that velvet head, tasting of the musky dew which inflamed his senses. Slowly, he began to stroke, to stir the desires of his love. Brin responded, whimpering as he sought to cling to Maddy, his one life preserver as he was swept out on that darkening sea of carnal bliss. \n\n“Maddy,” Brin found himself crying out. “Oh, Maddy.”\n\nMaddy’s lips were around his cock, sliding down the throbbing shaft. His mouth closed hard around Brin’s rod, pulling back, his tongue circling, leaving the brown rat’s manhood shimmering and slick with this saliva. His flower bloomed, hot and wet, ready for what was to come. Brin’s chest heaved, his breath exploding from his lungs as Maddy plucked his lips from the brown rat’s cock. \n\n“Now, don’t move,” Maddy said. “It’s time.”\n\nThe white rat rose, his hands falling to his wobbling cheeks. Carefully, he parted those shuddering mounds, laying bare his glistening flower. His anus gaped, slack and wet, eager to swallow that fleshy pillar which quivered between his damp thighs. Maddy’s tail curled behind him, tensing like a coiled spring as the white rat began to lower himself. His puckered ring met the weeping tip, hot flesh engulfing the spurting tip. Brin howled, his back arching instinctively, thrusting upwards to pierce the falling ring. Maddy fell, impaling himself on that pulsing spear, a cry escaping from his lips as the first pains of expansion rocked his willowy frame. Into that wet and alien world Brin plunged, his cock thrusting so proudly to stab into the wailing rodent’s trembling prostate. His hands flung themselves at Maddy, seeking to cling to the gyrating creature who straddled his waist. His fingers lighted upon the sleek thighs, their fur damp with prickles of hot sweat. \n\nMaddy’s voice rose into a keening song of lustful bliss, a hymn which would rise into the very heavens to dance upon the starlit sky and make envious the gods themselves. His slim, pink hands came to Brin’s broad chest, the fingers splaying through the umber fur, rustling faintly as he caressed the rise of Brin’s firm pectorals. Slowly, he slid down the throbbing shaft, drawing the brown rat deep into his very core. The weeping tip flowed unceasing against his weakening gland and Maddy began to rock, to rub Brin’s cock into himself. Stars burst in the white rat’s eyes, his body coming to life in Brin’s arms as the brown rat dared to open his eyes. What he saw would strike Brin as something divine. Maddy, sheathed in glimmering twilight, sat above him, his slender, corded arms rising from Brin’s chest, his hands meeting behind his head as he began his sensual dance of love. \n\nLike the waltz which preceded the first creatures who crawled from the ooze, finding one another on that grim and desolate world, Maddy swiveled his hips, swaying to that unfelt rhythm of primordial life. Up, he rose, his anus closing, stroking that shivering cock which pierced him. The smooth walls of his pulsating rectum hugged Brin’s manhood in their warm, wet embrace. Like so many fingers, they slid up and down, but never to release the groaning rat as he desperately clung to Maddy. Down, the white rat fell, his fat cheeks meeting the brown rat’s pelvis. His chestnut orbs churned against Brin’s stomach, his cock ready to burst, spurting its shimmering precum over the brown rat’s belly as Maddy then rose once more. Faster, harder, his pace would not slow as he turned his hip, driving Brin into a frothing boil of giddy elation. Was this the same rat he had just met that night? Brin’s mind was awhirl as he beheld the fey creature above him with eyes like hot coals. He saw the rat in the club, the creature whose feet danced electric, sending forth azure sparks with every step across that blue floor. His hands feverishly strove to come to Maddy’s hips, wide and round as they were. Brin moaned, sobbing as his cock shuddered within that alien universe. Never had he felt so alive, so wondrously jubilant. \n\nMaddy twisted, plunging, rising to circle his hips in a constant pace which grew into a maddening frenzy. Brin’s balls were churning, ready to explode, yet the brown rat could not release. No, to do so would be to spoil such perfection. How could he? And yet, he desired so much. He hungered to take this electric creature into his arms, to crush him to the bed and to vent his fury deep, deep into that tight and puckered anus. His feet stamped on the floor, his toes curling as he fought to control what was inevitable. Above him, Maddy’s belly swelled with the fullness of Brin’s throbbing rod, his hands slid to his shoulders, sweeping down his narrow chest, slowly, achingly circling his fattening belly. A moan escaped from his lips as he swirled a finger around his navel. \n\n“Mmm, yes,” he sighed. “But, I need so much more.”\n\nBrin’s belly pumped like a bellows, his breath coming a ragged sob. Maddy was lowering himself, his furry body laying on Brin’s chest. His slender cock shivered, trapped between them, pulsating against Brin as the brown rat’s hands flew to Maddy’s buttocks. He grasped those plump cheeks, squeezing hard, his fingers digging into the flabby flesh so that Maddy’s ecstatic glee was sung into the night. \n\n“Brin,” Maddy wailed. “Come, my love. I know you’re holding back.” His lips descended, gliding along Brin’s chest. “Don’t, my love. I want you to take me. Sully me like a brute. I don’t care. I want this so bad.”\n\nBrin’s mind was on fire. Through the swirling miasma of cheap alcohol came that singular, pleading voice. His teeth clenched, his muscles straining. Veins throbbed from his biceps as his heart thundered in against his ribs. His cock wept, desperate for the release which he so painfully denied. \n\n“Take me, Brin,” begged Maddy. Tears glistened in his eyes, his hips rocking into the brown rat. “I want this so much.”\n\nBrin threw back his head to utter a groaning cry, his hips rising, lifting Maddy from the bed. Pushing off with his feet, the brown rat turned, dumping Maddy to the mattress. There, the white rat lay sprawled on the bed, his legs parting as Brin stood flat-footed on the floor. His hands came to each side of Maddy, his pelvis grinding into the white rat’s soft rump as Brin finally thrust himself deep into the creature he loved. His head spun with a new sensation as his shivering rod plunged into that wet and enchanted world. His tip met Maddy’s prostate, pressing, rubbing. He pulled back, circling now, lifting Maddy’s hips from the bed, only to dump him back down to set the springs to shriek beneath them. Maddy’s legs hugged the brown rat's hips as Brin tucked his hands under the white rat’s rump. Gently, he raised Maddy up, so that the white rat’s shoulders were all that laid upon the bed. His hips moving of their own accord, Brin began to pump, pressing deep, pulling back, sliding along the shuddering walls of Maddy’s rectum. Below him, the white rat screamed, his cries enough to shake the very walls. Brin was astonished that the neighbors were not beating down the front door for all of the sound they were making as the bed rocked on its squealing frame. \n\n“Brin,” Maddy sobbed. “Brin, yes.”\n\n“Maddy,” Brin cried in reply. “Maddy, I-I want this.”\n\n“I want this too,” Maddy wept. “Brin, I love you.”\n\n“I…” What he said was lost in the fog of his memory. Brin’s mind peered back at that fateful night, yet the words were not there. What did he say that made Maddy gaze up at him with eyes like two red suns and his lips curl in rapturous elation?\n\nHis balls quaked, ready to burst as Brin pulled out. The cool night air kissed his hot flesh, the sensation causing him to loose a stream of hot seed which splattered Maddy’s albin cheeks. \n\n“Oh, not yet,” Maddy whimpered. “Please, don’t release yet.”\n\nMaddy rolled onto his elbows and knees, his ass thrusting to the ceiling. Brin clambered onto the bed, his knee sinking into the protesting mattress as he placed his hands to those wide hips. His cock drooled a thick, white string of bitter semen. Blue veins swelled along the pink flesh, his spongy tip throbbing as he placed it once more to Maddy’s puckering ring. Slowly, he thrust, relishing in the feeling of Maddy’s flesh closing around his trembling rod. Maddy sighed, his belly growing slack as he sucked Brin’s member deep. The brown rat lowered himself to Maddy’s back, one arm wrapping around the white rat’s belly as he rocked his hips. Slowly at first, but growing faster with each pump, Brin pushed, pulling back, circling, but never stopping. His pace grew frantic as his balls swelled, ready to release. He slammed into Maddy’s rump with a wet slap as raw flesh crashed in the darkness, a steady tattoo beaten to the chorus of swinish grunts and the musical wailing of his love. His pubic bone ground itself into Maddy’s ass, his cock no longer pulling back, but only forward. He circled Maddy’s prostate, pushing, caressing until the white rat was jelly in his arms. Maddy’s head plummeted to the sheets, seeking the coolness of the satin as his slim body quaked. \n\nBrin panted, his breath hot on the back of Maddy’s ear. His lips sought the pink lobe, kissing that tender ear, nibbling the delicate flesh to raise goose pimples beneath the albin fur. Brin’s hand spread across Maddy’s belly, finding delight in the quivering muscles of his abdomen. His other hand was placed on the bed, supporting his weight lest he crush his love. His cock spurted, refusing to be denied. Warmth spread in Maddy’s lower belly as the first hot strings of Brin’s seed pumped into his rectum. The brown rat trembled above him, but could no longer hold back. Seed flowed, flooding the white rat’s ass, pumping as Brin pulled back. The brown rat let out a strangled cry, tears streaming down his cheeks as he thrust, pulling back, pumping with every bucking of his hips. Heat filled his belly like a warm brandy, suffusing into his heavy limbs to make Maddy collapse to the mattress. His tender flesh swelled, expanding in Brin’s palm as his belly grew tighter. The white rat whimpered, pressing back into Brin’s pelvis, rubbing his ass into the brown fur to stir his love into releasing his full essence into his rapidly growing belly. Brin tumbled to the side, dragging Maddy with him. His arm slipped under Maddy’s leg, his hips never slowing as he continued to gush his virile elixir into the white rat.\n\nMaddy’s belly swelled in his hand, growing now to appear three months pregnant. Maddy sighed softly, allowing his stomach to relax. With every breath, his belly expanded a little more, drawing Brin’s churning seed into himself. He pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth, savoring the warm fullness which ballooned his white belly. His fur parted, revealing the faint pinkness of his skin as his stomach continued to swell to a size that was nearly full-term. \n\n“Brin,” he moaned. “Brin, rub my belly.”\n\nBrin’s fingers circled his swollen middle, the brown rat’s lips resting on his neck, suckling his delicate flesh as Brin held him in his arms. Such warmth, such softness, Brin’s mind was electrified. How he wanted this, craved it, like nothing else. He slid his arm from under Maddy’s leg, coming to embrace the white rat, to hold him to his chest as his softening member spurted a final, virile string deep. The night faded around them, two lovers lost each other’s embrace. The world grew silent, the night stalking among the glittering strands of silver moonlight. Brin held his love in his arms, not daring to let go lest he wake up in the morning and find that it was all a dream. \n\nBut, it was not a dream, as he so quickly realized. There, laying next to him, was the very creature he had held. Maddy smiled at him, his fingers playing along the swell of a belly which Brin now understood sloshed big and full with his thick, potent seed. Such a realization struck the brown rat like a thunderclap. His shivering manhood, already a throbbing pillar, now seemed to grow harder, pulsing with the need to take this rat, this creature into his arms and claim him once more. Instead, Brin groaned, his head falling to Maddy’s swollen belly. \n\n“Oh, Maddy,” he moaned. “I remember it all now. I really do.”\n\nThe white rat’s fingers stole through his umber fur. “And do you recall what you said to me last night?”\n\nBrin’s eyes opened and lifted his head from Maddy’s belly. “I-I don’t remember.” He sat up, letting his feet dangle over the edge of the bed. “I can’t remember.”\n\nBeside him, Maddy managed to shove his bloated frame from the bed and was now reaching for his coffee mug. Gently, he blew away the billowing cloud of steam, bringing the mug to his lips to take a delicate sip. Brin watched as the rat tilted his head back, the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed. Maddy’s swollen belly sagged over his lap, concealing his cock and almost draping over his knees. His navel was a shallow bowl, not quite popped into an outie, but close, Brin thought as he watched the white stomach contract and expand as Maddy breathed. How he yearned to place his hands on that gleaming pearl, to run his fingers through the soft fur and to hug that bloated body to his panting chest. His trembling hand reached for Maddy’s belly, slowly, like a thief skulking in the shadows. His nails were groping, nearly touching that round curve, when Maddy lowered his mug and turned his ruby eyes on Brin. \n\n“Brin,” he said. “What did you think of last night?”\n\nHe retracted his hand back as if Maddy’s belly had somehow become venomous. A new stab of icy fear crept down his spine as Brin slowly raised his eyes from that succulent orb to meet the piercing, basilisk stare of Maddy’s ruby eyes. Fathomless, they were, like twin pools of boiling blood, drawing him into those depths. Brin gulped, finding his very soul drained away by those crimson orbs. \n\n“I-I don’t--”\n\nMaddy lowered his pink snout, seeming to stare into the swirling, creamy film of his coffee. The white rat uttered a low sigh and then leaned against Brin’s shoulder. His snowy head resting against the brown rat, he asked again, “What did you think of last night?”\n\n“It was,” Brin began. He sputtered on his words, his tongue feeling as if it had grown two sizes in his mouth. He clasped his hands between his knees, unclasping them, then clasping again. His eyes traced a pattern in the carpet which only he could see, swirling round and and around into a tight spiral as he fought to say what was gnawing at his mind. “It was heaven,” he said at last. “Maddy, it was the most wonderful night of my life.”\n\nMaddy’s lips turned up in a broad smile. “It was for me as well.” He turned his white head, his red eyes finding Brin’s gaze. “Brin, I don’t want what happened last night to be only a dream. A fantasy that disperses on waking and fades with the morning sun.” His lower lip trembled. “When I saw you, I believed that you were something more and I think, Brin,” he placed a hand on the brown rat’s chest, “that you feel the same way.”\n\nTears stung at his eyes and his lips pulled back from his white teeth as the emotion boiling within him could no longer be contained. Brin took Maddy’s hand as the first sobs rocked his body. Tears streamed down his brown cheeks, his shoulders quaking as he wept before the white rat. \n\n“Maddy,” he sniffled. “Maddy, I… I love you.”\n\nThe words from last night came to his ears. That frightful moment of clarity as the last curtained veils were torn asunder, leaving bare all that remains. He brought that slim, pink hand to his trembling lips, his body shaking as he pressed the warm flesh to his mouth. \n\n“I love you, Maddy,” he bawled. “I love you. Since the moment I saw you. The way you smiled, the way you moved. I-I could never let you go, Maddy.”\n\nThe coffee mug struck the floor with a thump, spilling its steaming contents onto the rug as Maddy hurled his round body at Brin. White arms were flung around Brin’s neck, hot lips attacking his slackened mouth. Through the fleshy assault came a muffled cry from the brown rat as their teeth collided in a fantastic crack. Pain rippled up his skull and Brin feared that he had chipped a tooth, but the warm wetness of Maddy’s nimble tongue assured him that such pains were a mere passing. That slender member crawled between Brin’s teeth, exploring the red gums, tracing their path along the smooth white teeth to caress the ridged palate. Brin’s black eyes began to close, his nostrils puffing as he hummed his contentment. The brown rat’s arms went around Maddy’s round body, drawing the white rat to him. His hip upon the bed, Maddy laid halfway over Brin’s lap, his belly a vast orb of albin fur which spilled over Brin’s thighs. \n\nBrin’s hand came to that swollen hump, feeling the churning of his virile seed with Maddy’s bloated belly. Gently, he lifted the white rat, their lips still locked in that primal embrace, and with a display of dexterity and strength, he so nobly deposited his love onto the bed. Maddy lay amongst the purple sheets, his fur glowing bright in the golden rays of the morning sun. The scent of his natural musk wafted into Brin’s nostrils, mingling with the freshness of the sunlight. Such aromas spurred the brown rat to tear himself from the swollen mouth of his love, to claim the white throat which sang such a hymn of longing as Brin would glide down that curving slope, to plunge forth into the well of Maddy’s collarbone. \n\n“O-Oh, Brin,” moaned Maddy. His slim paws groped blindly through Brin’s fur. “Oh, yes.”\n\nThe white rat’s thighs began to spread beneath him, his cock a throbbing pillar of pink flesh to stand against the pulsing monstrosity that was Brin’s commanding member. The brown rat’s manhood roared between his legs, demanding that he take this wanting creature now. But, Brin would not heed his own urges, for his lips so tenderly spilled from that holy chalice, gingerly gliding between Maddy’s pectorals. Gone were the heated pleasures of last night. With the clarity of the coming day, Brin wished to give Maddy the sensual joys which he so desired. His lips, ever nimble, ever moving, found an erect bud buried in that snowy expanse. His tongue slid around the hard nipple, his teeth biting gently, twisting as his hands came to Maddy’s hips. The white rat bucked, his cock pressing into Brin’s stomach as the brown rat ascended, his hands sliding along the bloated dome of Maddy’s belly. \n\n“Brin,” whined Maddy. “Ungh, please be careful. I can’t hold it in if you push too hard.” \n\nA thin squirt of semen spilled from between Maddy’s cheeks as Brin pressed his thumbs into the swollen belly. Slowly, carefully, he circled the shallow navel, caressing that bloated hump as if it were something precious. It was precious, to him at least, worth more than all the gold in the world. His lips fell from the slick and shiny nipple, planting their honeyed kisses on the slope of Maddy’s belly, rising to that bowl which was his bellybutton. Brin’s tongue circled, lolling from his mouth to slither into that shallow recess, to lap the quivering need from Maddy’s stomach. The white rat's thighs shivered, rising up to close around Brin’s ribs as the brown rat’s lips encircled his navel. \n\n“Mmm, Brin,” Maddy groaned. “I need you. I need you so much. Please, fill me with more.”\n\n“More?” Brin lifted his mouth from the matted, damp fur to look up at Maddy. “I don’t think you can hold much more.”\n\n“Nonsense,” Maddy replied. “I’m not even half full. I want you to make my bellybutton pop. Can you do that, Brin?” His pink hands came to rest on Brin’s paws. “I’ll bet you can. I know you can, because I love you.” \n\nBrin closed his eyes, burying his face into the warmth of Maddy’s lower belly. With a deep, soughing moan, he fell down into the depths of the fragrant jungle which nestled between the white thighs. The scents of sweat and of the bitter spice of musk assailed his nostrils as he drank deeply of that rich aroma. His mouth felt through the white scrub, searching, ever questing for the pink flesh which rose so majestically from that damp weave. Maddy’s cock twitched below his lips, his mouth fast to light upon the engorged flesh which was sticky with the bitter tears that wept from his gaping tip. Brin’s lips pressed, meeting that pillar, suckling at the hot flesh which throbbed in his hands. Maddy brought his slim paws to his mouth, his ruby eyes growing wide as his body was rocked with a nova of sensations. His belly quivered, churning with Brin’s sloshing seed, growing hot as his desires boiled. His mind was on fire, frothing within his skull so that he could offer nothing more than a strangled cry as Brin’s lips found his tender inner thigh. The white fur was damp and crusted with the spilled semen of the previous night. Brin’s lips spread over Maddy’s thigh, his tongue sliding through that dense thicket, licking the bitter tang as he nibbled the succulent flesh. \n\nDown, he plunged, once more finding that weeping rod. His fingers cupped Maddy’s balls, precious chestnuts within that furry scrotum, squeezing them gently as his lips quested up the shivering pillar to mount that flowing tip. His mouth opened, his lips closing around Maddy’s glans, Brin’s mouth became filled with bitter, throbbing flesh. \n\n“O-Oh, you didn’t do this last night,” gasped Maddy. The white rat flung his hands back, clasping the headboard behind him as if that alone would save him from being cast adrift on that giddy sea. “Oh, Brin.”\n\nBrin fell, his snout plummeting into the wet scrub of Maddy’s pubic fur. He inhaled the rich scent, his belly clenching as he rose. His lips closed hard around Maddy’s cock, sucking that shuddering rod into his mouth as he ascended. At the spongy tip, he let go, his tongue swirling around the flowing head, only to drop once more, crashing his snout into Maddy’s pelvis. The chestnuts in his hand churned, growing fat with the fresh seed which swelled them into the ripeness of plums. Tears streamed down Maddy’s cheeks as Brin’s pace quickened. \n\n“Brin, if you c-continue like this, I’ll… I’ll…”\n\nThe white rat could not finish, for in that moment, his world exploded before his eyes as a scream was ripped from his aching throat. Hot seed gushed forth, flowing into Brin’s mouth, swelling the brown cheeks as the rat gulped. Hot, bitter, such an elixir boiled in his belly, warmth suffusing his limbs as his own manhood began to sob with the shimmered precum of his desires. Brin pulled back, drinking in the flowing seed of his love, letting it spill across his tongue, to play upon his palate like a fine wine. Heat bloomed in his cheeks, his head was swimming, more intoxicating than all the whiskey in the world. His was a brew which Brin would gladly imbibe night after night, the brown rat never growing tired of such a virile potion on his tongue. Maddy’s shivering rod was growing soft, slipping from the stained lips, sticky and white with the strings of his pumping semen. Brin raised his weary head, a white thread of seed clinging to his lips as he crawled over the swollen mound of Maddy’s belly. His rippling stomach fell atop Maddy’s belly, pressing down so that the white rat gave a mewling cry. \n\nSemen spurted between his cheeks, but the white rat’s thighs wrapped themselves around Brin’s waist as the darkening stain spread beneath them. Brin’s snout hovered over his lips, dripping the fragrant strings of Maddy’s seed. His mouth opened, his oozing tongue squirming from the recesses like some alien creature, twisting and writhing above Maddy’s mouth. The white rat moaned softly, his own tongue rising up from his lips to entwine around that sticky member. The taste of his own semen enthralled him, drawing his head to meet the sticky lips of his love. Thus enclosed within that embrace, Brin’s throbbing rod came to the wobbling cheeks of Maddy. His hands slid from Maddy’s hips to sink deep into yielding flesh. The white rat shuddered, feeling the kiss of the cool morning air on his battered flower. His nostrils puffed, yet he could not offer more than a muffled moan as Brin’s lips closed around his mouth. That spongy tip, so proudly throbbing, met the puckered bloom. The warmth of his expended seed squelched from that broken blossom as Brin bucked his hips, driving himself deep into an alien world which he had claimed only the night before. The churning warmth of his seed enveloped him, drawing him down into that enchanted glade, surrounding him with the shuddering of Maddy’s trembling muscles. The brown rat’s manhood slammed into Maddy’s prostate, rubbing so deliciously that the white rat had to rip his mouth free of his love, to shriek his jubilation to the morning sun. \n\nBrin bucked his hips, circling, drawing back, his expended semen spurting from Maddy’s anus to splatter onto the bed as he lifted his hips, raising the white rat from the mattress. His lower belly was damp and sticky with his own seed, white strings flowing from the rat in his arms as he cupped Maddy’s rump, lifting him into his lap. Maddy flopped into Brin’s chest, his arms weakly wrapping around the brown rat’s shoulders as Brin sat on his knees, Maddy straddling his lap. His arms swelled with raw strength, veins building as he grasped the fat rump of the white rat. Faster, his hips moved, his powerful chest heaving, drawing Maddy up and down. His pace quickened, pressing deeper, battering at the gates of Maddy’s love. The white rat screamed his elation, setting the ceiling to quake with his cries. The bed groaned beneath them in protest as Brin whirled, crashing to the mattress. Lying on their sides, Brin’s hand now fell to Maddy’s belly, hugging the swollen abdomen as he continued to pump. \n\n“Yes,” Maddy wept. “Oh, Brin, don’t stop.”\n\nBrin’s hips never slowed, never pulled back. He pushed deeper, his mouth to Maddy’s ear. His hot breath tickled at the delicate lobe, his tongue slithering into the wide canal as if to plunge into Maddy’s fevered brain. HIs fingers swept the round expanse, coming to rest upon a white hip. Gently, he turned, rolling onto his back, Maddy positioned above him. His back to his love, Maddy began to dance, rising, falling. His hips slid down halfway, then suddenly rose, twisting as he swiveled. Brin groaned beneath the fury of the white rat, his hand on those wide hips as Maddy moved, never slowing, never falling into a pattern as he swayed to that unheard song which sang itself in the love of every creature. His bloated belly thrust itself before him, concealing his lap as Maddy began to topple. His paws grasped Brin’s legs, his stomach sagging between the brown knees as he panted for breath. \n\n“Brin,” he whispered. “I can’t do this. I’m so full.”\n\nThe brown rat’s arms were around his belly, drawing him down to the broad chest. He lay atop his love, his belly a swollen globe, like that of a pearl, rising above them both. Brin’s hands slid down the bloated orb, coming to seize Maddy’s thighs. Drawing his knees to his shoulders, Brin sat up and bucked his hips. His lips came to Maddy’s neck, nuzzling the white fur as he met the damp cheek. Maddy turned his head, his heart pounding in time to the furious crashing of his love, his mouth a rictus of agonizing bliss which met those lips, embracing Brin as the brown rat’s engorged member would at last let flow its hot passions. Bubbling seed flowed, flooding the bloated belly of Maddy, churning with the warm remains of the previous night. Brin’s eyes fell closed, his stomach aching as he sought to drive himself deep, to spill his essence into his love and plant his virile seed. His cock pumped, splattering another ropey strand as Maddy’s belly expanded, swelling ripe before the white rat’s ruby eyes. Fatter, he grew, his flesh painfully tight. Agony burned in his brain and he craved to scream, to beg Brin to stop, yet he could not. His belly swelled, the fur parting to reveal the pink of his flesh as pain rippled through his bloated stomach. \n\n“B-Brin,” Maddy’s voice was a pained sob. “Brin, I-I…” \n\nDrool trickled from his jaw, his lips peeling back from his teeth as he wept. He could not hold back. His bruised anus lurched, spurting hot semen into Brin’s lap as the brown rat groaned, pressing harder so that not a single drop would escape. \n\n“A-Ah, Brin, I’m going to explode,” Maddy shrieked. \n\nHis belly was distended to the size of twins, his pink flesh breaking out in angry wheals of crimson torture as his flesh was stretched to capacity. \n\n“Brin,” he screamed. “Brin, I… Oh my god…”\n\nA stabbing pain erupted his gut and Maddy fell limp into Brin’s arms. The brown rat sucked in a breath and let go of his love. Maddy’s legs fell to the bed, so slack as to be practically boneless. The white rat lay gasping desperately for air as Brin ran his fingers along the fresh swell of Maddy’s grotesquely bloated middle. Down the vast slope, he fell, then with a widening of his eyes, he felt it.\n\n“Maddy, it happened,” Brin cried. \n\nBeneath his fingers was a tiny hump. Maddy’s navel had popped out, becoming a thrusting mound atop that bloated globe. \n\n“I knew you could do it,” Maddy gasped. He smiled weakly, though his eyes sparkled. “My love is a strong one.”\n\n“I still can’t believe it,” Brin said. “But, that was amazing, Maddy. Truly, it was.”\n\n“And it always can,” said the white rat. “If you want it to be.”\n\nBrin lifted the white rat from his sticky lap, a string of semen still clinging between them, forever linking them as he let Maddy come down on the bed. \n\n“I do want that,” he said. “After last night. I want that more than anything.”\n\nMaddy’s eyes lit up like two precious gems. “I’m so happy, Brin.”\n\nBrin stood up from the bed and bent to retrieve his pants. “I guess the coffee’s cold now. Suppose we should brew up some more?”\n\n“No,” replied Maddy. The white rat staggered from the bed, one hand under his swollen belly. In the morning light he looked to be pregnant with twins. Such a thought brought a stir to Brin’s loins as Maddy then turned, displaying his fat rump, and waddled towards the door of what appeared to be a closet. “I think we should go out for breakfast. I’ve got a lovely sundress I could throw on.”\n\nBrin chuckled and pulled up his pants. “People will think you’re pregnant when they see you.”\n\n“What if I already am?” came the reply. \n\nBrin’s ears swiveled suddenly. “What was that?” \n\nHe turned to see Maddy draping a green dress over his swollen middle. “I said, ‘I think the green one is nice.’”\n\n“Oh, right.” Brin snatched up his shirt and headed for the door. “I’ll, uh, be waiting for you by the door.”\n\nMaddy watched the brown rat skulk from the room and then giggled. He placed a hand on his round belly and smiled. “Don’t worry,” he said to his distended middle. “We’ll tell him later, once he begins to wonder why it is you’re not going down.”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The morning sun drifted on lazy beams of warm, white light, crawling across the beige carpet to envelope the pair who lay together, lost in one another’s arms. On the nightstand, two mugs of coffee steamed, their gentle vapors rising in spiraling threads to fill the bedroom with their rich, inviting scent. Brin buried his hot face into the belly of Maddy, seeking succor in that swollen globe of soft, white fur and churning flesh. Tears trickled from his eyes and the brown rat’s shoulders began to quake. Quietly, he sobbed into that bloated abdomen, not wishing to be separated, like a pup torn away from his mother’s teat.

“I knew I picked the right one,” Maddy said. His fingers scratched behind Brin’s ears. “Oh, but don’t stop there, love. Tell me what happened last night. Or is your memory still cloudy? We did drink a lot.”

Brin turned up his watery eyes to Maddy. A shimmering trickle of mucus ran from both nostrils, the fur of his cheeks stained by tears. “I remember that I made this happen.” He hugged Maddy’s engorged stomach.

“Well, it didn’t just grow there on its own,” Maddy giggled. “Believe me, I’ve tried. So, do you remember?”

He remembered. Brin’s mind was racing, seeing the sweeping darkness before him as his eyes fell closed. Maddy was perched above him, his legs closing against Brin’s hips. His fingertips grazed his eyelids, making them squirm as the trailing claws parted his brown fur. Slowly, Maddy’s hand crested his snout, dipping down to trace the plumpness of Brin’s lips. Brin’s mouth parted slightly, a low moan seeking to greet those questing fingers as they journeyed along the hard bone of his jaw. Every sensation sent a jolt of exquisite lightning up his spine. His brain was on fire, his belly roiling as those nimble fingers found the curve of his throat. Maddy’s breath blew hot on his neck, rustling the umber of his fur as the white rat met his throat with a kiss.

Down, he plunged, seeking the hollow of Brin’s collarbone. With teeth and tongue, he filled that holy chalice to the brim, overflowing that precious cup with his honeyed love. Such a heady brew would flow down Brin’s chest, guiding Maddy’s lips between his rising pectorals, leading the white rat ever closer to that throbbing obelisk of weeping manhood. The sea of brown which rippled across Brin’s belly enticed him, drawing him to the fragrant jungles of Brin’s pubic fur. His pink nose plummeted into that aromatic weave, drinking of the heady aroma of Brin’s musky scent, of the stale tang of sweat and the pungent spice of raw sex. Maddy’s blossom gushed between his ripe cheeks, his nectar seeping into Brin’s thigh. Hot, scorching fluid dampened the brown rat’s fur and for an instant, he almost opened his eyes.

“No peeking,” whispered Maddy. “You can’t open your eyes. You have to feel instead.”

He was slipping, his fingers losing his hold on Maddy’s sleek body. The white rat was moving, sitting back, his fingers playing at Brin’s cock. One claw traced the rippling edge of his pelvis, drawing a line from his hip, down to the inside of his thigh. Brin’s body responded, opening his legs, letting Maddy cup the swollen plums that were his balls. Fresh seed churned within those bloated orbs, ready to burst like succulent fruits at the first, ecstatic bite. The white rat placed his lips to those fat globes, kissing each one as he crept to the base of Brin’s shaft. Wet lips smacked softly on hot, sweaty flesh, his tongue licking the salty glaze of sticky precum which had made Brin’s cock so shiny.

“O-Oh…” Brin groaned. He gripped the sheets with both hands. Sweat prickled his fur, his head tilting back, finding some respite in the coolness of the sheets.

Maddy ignored the tortured groans of his love, his lips gliding up the plump undershaft, suckling the sweaty flesh, letting it settle on his tongue as if he were savoring a fine wine. Such an aroma that expanded against the roof of his mouth, the splash of giddy elation which caressed his palate and squirmed down his throat to pool in his hot belly. His questing mouth came to that weeping tip, flowing unceasing with the glimmer of Brin’s precum. The white rat’s pink tongue slithered from between his stained lips, circling that velvet head, tasting of the musky dew which inflamed his senses. Slowly, he began to stroke, to stir the desires of his love. Brin responded, whimpering as he sought to cling to Maddy, his one life preserver as he was swept out on that darkening sea of carnal bliss.

“Maddy,” Brin found himself crying out. “Oh, Maddy.”

Maddy’s lips were around his cock, sliding down the throbbing shaft. His mouth closed hard around Brin’s rod, pulling back, his tongue circling, leaving the brown rat’s manhood shimmering and slick with this saliva. His flower bloomed, hot and wet, ready for what was to come. Brin’s chest heaved, his breath exploding from his lungs as Maddy plucked his lips from the brown rat’s cock.

“Now, don’t move,” Maddy said. “It’s time.”

The white rat rose, his hands falling to his wobbling cheeks. Carefully, he parted those shuddering mounds, laying bare his glistening flower. His anus gaped, slack and wet, eager to swallow that fleshy pillar which quivered between his damp thighs. Maddy’s tail curled behind him, tensing like a coiled spring as the white rat began to lower himself. His puckered ring met the weeping tip, hot flesh engulfing the spurting tip. Brin howled, his back arching instinctively, thrusting upwards to pierce the falling ring. Maddy fell, impaling himself on that pulsing spear, a cry escaping from his lips as the first pains of expansion rocked his willowy frame. Into that wet and alien world Brin plunged, his cock thrusting so proudly to stab into the wailing rodent’s trembling prostate. His hands flung themselves at Maddy, seeking to cling to the gyrating creature who straddled his waist. His fingers lighted upon the sleek thighs, their fur damp with prickles of hot sweat.

Maddy’s voice rose into a keening song of lustful bliss, a hymn which would rise into the very heavens to dance upon the starlit sky and make envious the gods themselves. His slim, pink hands came to Brin’s broad chest, the fingers splaying through the umber fur, rustling faintly as he caressed the rise of Brin’s firm pectorals. Slowly, he slid down the throbbing shaft, drawing the brown rat deep into his very core. The weeping tip flowed unceasing against his weakening gland and Maddy began to rock, to rub Brin’s cock into himself. Stars burst in the white rat’s eyes, his body coming to life in Brin’s arms as the brown rat dared to open his eyes. What he saw would strike Brin as something divine. Maddy, sheathed in glimmering twilight, sat above him, his slender, corded arms rising from Brin’s chest, his hands meeting behind his head as he began his sensual dance of love.

Like the waltz which preceded the first creatures who crawled from the ooze, finding one another on that grim and desolate world, Maddy swiveled his hips, swaying to that unfelt rhythm of primordial life. Up, he rose, his anus closing, stroking that shivering cock which pierced him. The smooth walls of his pulsating rectum hugged Brin’s manhood in their warm, wet embrace. Like so many fingers, they slid up and down, but never to release the groaning rat as he desperately clung to Maddy. Down, the white rat fell, his fat cheeks meeting the brown rat’s pelvis. His chestnut orbs churned against Brin’s stomach, his cock ready to burst, spurting its shimmering precum over the brown rat’s belly as Maddy then rose once more. Faster, harder, his pace would not slow as he turned his hip, driving Brin into a frothing boil of giddy elation. Was this the same rat he had just met that night? Brin’s mind was awhirl as he beheld the fey creature above him with eyes like hot coals. He saw the rat in the club, the creature whose feet danced electric, sending forth azure sparks with every step across that blue floor. His hands feverishly strove to come to Maddy’s hips, wide and round as they were. Brin moaned, sobbing as his cock shuddered within that alien universe. Never had he felt so alive, so wondrously jubilant.

Maddy twisted, plunging, rising to circle his hips in a constant pace which grew into a maddening frenzy. Brin’s balls were churning, ready to explode, yet the brown rat could not release. No, to do so would be to spoil such perfection. How could he? And yet, he desired so much. He hungered to take this electric creature into his arms, to crush him to the bed and to vent his fury deep, deep into that tight and puckered anus. His feet stamped on the floor, his toes curling as he fought to control what was inevitable. Above him, Maddy’s belly swelled with the fullness of Brin’s throbbing rod, his hands slid to his shoulders, sweeping down his narrow chest, slowly, achingly circling his fattening belly. A moan escaped from his lips as he swirled a finger around his navel.

“Mmm, yes,” he sighed. “But, I need so much more.”

Brin’s belly pumped like a bellows, his breath coming a ragged sob. Maddy was lowering himself, his furry body laying on Brin’s chest. His slender cock shivered, trapped between them, pulsating against Brin as the brown rat’s hands flew to Maddy’s buttocks. He grasped those plump cheeks, squeezing hard, his fingers digging into the flabby flesh so that Maddy’s ecstatic glee was sung into the night.

“Brin,” Maddy wailed. “Come, my love. I know you’re holding back.” His lips descended, gliding along Brin’s chest. “Don’t, my love. I want you to take me. Sully me like a brute. I don’t care. I want this so bad.”

Brin’s mind was on fire. Through the swirling miasma of cheap alcohol came that singular, pleading voice. His teeth clenched, his muscles straining. Veins throbbed from his biceps as his heart thundered in against his ribs. His cock wept, desperate for the release which he so painfully denied.

“Take me, Brin,” begged Maddy. Tears glistened in his eyes, his hips rocking into the brown rat. “I want this so much.”

Brin threw back his head to utter a groaning cry, his hips rising, lifting Maddy from the bed. Pushing off with his feet, the brown rat turned, dumping Maddy to the mattress. There, the white rat lay sprawled on the bed, his legs parting as Brin stood flat-footed on the floor. His hands came to each side of Maddy, his pelvis grinding into the white rat’s soft rump as Brin finally thrust himself deep into the creature he loved. His head spun with a new sensation as his shivering rod plunged into that wet and enchanted world. His tip met Maddy’s prostate, pressing, rubbing. He pulled back, circling now, lifting Maddy’s hips from the bed, only to dump him back down to set the springs to shriek beneath them. Maddy’s legs hugged the brown rat's hips as Brin tucked his hands under the white rat’s rump. Gently, he raised Maddy up, so that the white rat’s shoulders were all that laid upon the bed. His hips moving of their own accord, Brin began to pump, pressing deep, pulling back, sliding along the shuddering walls of Maddy’s rectum. Below him, the white rat screamed, his cries enough to shake the very walls. Brin was astonished that the neighbors were not beating down the front door for all of the sound they were making as the bed rocked on its squealing frame.

“Brin,” Maddy sobbed. “Brin, yes.”

“Maddy,” Brin cried in reply. “Maddy, I-I want this.”

“I want this too,” Maddy wept. “Brin, I love you.”

“I…” What he said was lost in the fog of his memory. Brin’s mind peered back at that fateful night, yet the words were not there. What did he say that made Maddy gaze up at him with eyes like two red suns and his lips curl in rapturous elation?

His balls quaked, ready to burst as Brin pulled out. The cool night air kissed his hot flesh, the sensation causing him to loose a stream of hot seed which splattered Maddy’s albin cheeks.

“Oh, not yet,” Maddy whimpered. “Please, don’t release yet.”

Maddy rolled onto his elbows and knees, his ass thrusting to the ceiling. Brin clambered onto the bed, his knee sinking into the protesting mattress as he placed his hands to those wide hips. His cock drooled a thick, white string of bitter semen. Blue veins swelled along the pink flesh, his spongy tip throbbing as he placed it once more to Maddy’s puckering ring. Slowly, he thrust, relishing in the feeling of Maddy’s flesh closing around his trembling rod. Maddy sighed, his belly growing slack as he sucked Brin’s member deep. The brown rat lowered himself to Maddy’s back, one arm wrapping around the white rat’s belly as he rocked his hips. Slowly at first, but growing faster with each pump, Brin pushed, pulling back, circling, but never stopping. His pace grew frantic as his balls swelled, ready to release. He slammed into Maddy’s rump with a wet slap as raw flesh crashed in the darkness, a steady tattoo beaten to the chorus of swinish grunts and the musical wailing of his love. His pubic bone ground itself into Maddy’s ass, his cock no longer pulling back, but only forward. He circled Maddy’s prostate, pushing, caressing until the white rat was jelly in his arms. Maddy’s head plummeted to the sheets, seeking the coolness of the satin as his slim body quaked.

Brin panted, his breath hot on the back of Maddy’s ear. His lips sought the pink lobe, kissing that tender ear, nibbling the delicate flesh to raise goose pimples beneath the albin fur. Brin’s hand spread across Maddy’s belly, finding delight in the quivering muscles of his abdomen. His other hand was placed on the bed, supporting his weight lest he crush his love. His cock spurted, refusing to be denied. Warmth spread in Maddy’s lower belly as the first hot strings of Brin’s seed pumped into his rectum. The brown rat trembled above him, but could no longer hold back. Seed flowed, flooding the white rat’s ass, pumping as Brin pulled back. The brown rat let out a strangled cry, tears streaming down his cheeks as he thrust, pulling back, pumping with every bucking of his hips. Heat filled his belly like a warm brandy, suffusing into his heavy limbs to make Maddy collapse to the mattress. His tender flesh swelled, expanding in Brin’s palm as his belly grew tighter. The white rat whimpered, pressing back into Brin’s pelvis, rubbing his ass into the brown fur to stir his love into releasing his full essence into his rapidly growing belly. Brin tumbled to the side, dragging Maddy with him. His arm slipped under Maddy’s leg, his hips never slowing as he continued to gush his virile elixir into the white rat.

Maddy’s belly swelled in his hand, growing now to appear three months pregnant. Maddy sighed softly, allowing his stomach to relax. With every breath, his belly expanded a little more, drawing Brin’s churning seed into himself. He pressed his tongue to the roof of his mouth, savoring the warm fullness which ballooned his white belly. His fur parted, revealing the faint pinkness of his skin as his stomach continued to swell to a size that was nearly full-term.

“Brin,” he moaned. “Brin, rub my belly.”

Brin’s fingers circled his swollen middle, the brown rat’s lips resting on his neck, suckling his delicate flesh as Brin held him in his arms. Such warmth, such softness, Brin’s mind was electrified. How he wanted this, craved it, like nothing else. He slid his arm from under Maddy’s leg, coming to embrace the white rat, to hold him to his chest as his softening member spurted a final, virile string deep. The night faded around them, two lovers lost each other’s embrace. The world grew silent, the night stalking among the glittering strands of silver moonlight. Brin held his love in his arms, not daring to let go lest he wake up in the morning and find that it was all a dream.

But, it was not a dream, as he so quickly realized. There, laying next to him, was the very creature he had held. Maddy smiled at him, his fingers playing along the swell of a belly which Brin now understood sloshed big and full with his thick, potent seed. Such a realization struck the brown rat like a thunderclap. His shivering manhood, already a throbbing pillar, now seemed to grow harder, pulsing with the need to take this rat, this creature into his arms and claim him once more. Instead, Brin groaned, his head falling to Maddy’s swollen belly.

“Oh, Maddy,” he moaned. “I remember it all now. I really do.”

The white rat’s fingers stole through his umber fur. “And do you recall what you said to me last night?”

Brin’s eyes opened and lifted his head from Maddy’s belly. “I-I don’t remember.” He sat up, letting his feet dangle over the edge of the bed. “I can’t remember.”

Beside him, Maddy managed to shove his bloated frame from the bed and was now reaching for his coffee mug. Gently, he blew away the billowing cloud of steam, bringing the mug to his lips to take a delicate sip. Brin watched as the rat tilted his head back, the way his throat bobbed as he swallowed. Maddy’s swollen belly sagged over his lap, concealing his cock and almost draping over his knees. His navel was a shallow bowl, not quite popped into an outie, but close, Brin thought as he watched the white stomach contract and expand as Maddy breathed. How he yearned to place his hands on that gleaming pearl, to run his fingers through the soft fur and to hug that bloated body to his panting chest. His trembling hand reached for Maddy’s belly, slowly, like a thief skulking in the shadows. His nails were groping, nearly touching that round curve, when Maddy lowered his mug and turned his ruby eyes on Brin.

“Brin,” he said. “What did you think of last night?”

He retracted his hand back as if Maddy’s belly had somehow become venomous. A new stab of icy fear crept down his spine as Brin slowly raised his eyes from that succulent orb to meet the piercing, basilisk stare of Maddy’s ruby eyes. Fathomless, they were, like twin pools of boiling blood, drawing him into those depths. Brin gulped, finding his very soul drained away by those crimson orbs.

“I-I don’t--”

Maddy lowered his pink snout, seeming to stare into the swirling, creamy film of his coffee. The white rat uttered a low sigh and then leaned against Brin’s shoulder. His snowy head resting against the brown rat, he asked again, “What did you think of last night?”

“It was,” Brin began. He sputtered on his words, his tongue feeling as if it had grown two sizes in his mouth. He clasped his hands between his knees, unclasping them, then clasping again. His eyes traced a pattern in the carpet which only he could see, swirling round and and around into a tight spiral as he fought to say what was gnawing at his mind. “It was heaven,” he said at last. “Maddy, it was the most wonderful night of my life.”

Maddy’s lips turned up in a broad smile. “It was for me as well.” He turned his white head, his red eyes finding Brin’s gaze. “Brin, I don’t want what happened last night to be only a dream. A fantasy that disperses on waking and fades with the morning sun.” His lower lip trembled. “When I saw you, I believed that you were something more and I think, Brin,” he placed a hand on the brown rat’s chest, “that you feel the same way.”

Tears stung at his eyes and his lips pulled back from his white teeth as the emotion boiling within him could no longer be contained. Brin took Maddy’s hand as the first sobs rocked his body. Tears streamed down his brown cheeks, his shoulders quaking as he wept before the white rat.

“Maddy,” he sniffled. “Maddy, I… I love you.”

The words from last night came to his ears. That frightful moment of clarity as the last curtained veils were torn asunder, leaving bare all that remains. He brought that slim, pink hand to his trembling lips, his body shaking as he pressed the warm flesh to his mouth.

“I love you, Maddy,” he bawled. “I love you. Since the moment I saw you. The way you smiled, the way you moved. I-I could never let you go, Maddy.”

The coffee mug struck the floor with a thump, spilling its steaming contents onto the rug as Maddy hurled his round body at Brin. White arms were flung around Brin’s neck, hot lips attacking his slackened mouth. Through the fleshy assault came a muffled cry from the brown rat as their teeth collided in a fantastic crack. Pain rippled up his skull and Brin feared that he had chipped a tooth, but the warm wetness of Maddy’s nimble tongue assured him that such pains were a mere passing. That slender member crawled between Brin’s teeth, exploring the red gums, tracing their path along the smooth white teeth to caress the ridged palate. Brin’s black eyes began to close, his nostrils puffing as he hummed his contentment. The brown rat’s arms went around Maddy’s round body, drawing the white rat to him. His hip upon the bed, Maddy laid halfway over Brin’s lap, his belly a vast orb of albin fur which spilled over Brin’s thighs.

Brin’s hand came to that swollen hump, feeling the churning of his virile seed with Maddy’s bloated belly. Gently, he lifted the white rat, their lips still locked in that primal embrace, and with a display of dexterity and strength, he so nobly deposited his love onto the bed. Maddy lay amongst the purple sheets, his fur glowing bright in the golden rays of the morning sun. The scent of his natural musk wafted into Brin’s nostrils, mingling with the freshness of the sunlight. Such aromas spurred the brown rat to tear himself from the swollen mouth of his love, to claim the white throat which sang such a hymn of longing as Brin would glide down that curving slope, to plunge forth into the well of Maddy’s collarbone.

“O-Oh, Brin,” moaned Maddy. His slim paws groped blindly through Brin’s fur. “Oh, yes.”

The white rat’s thighs began to spread beneath him, his cock a throbbing pillar of pink flesh to stand against the pulsing monstrosity that was Brin’s commanding member. The brown rat’s manhood roared between his legs, demanding that he take this wanting creature now. But, Brin would not heed his own urges, for his lips so tenderly spilled from that holy chalice, gingerly gliding between Maddy’s pectorals. Gone were the heated pleasures of last night. With the clarity of the coming day, Brin wished to give Maddy the sensual joys which he so desired. His lips, ever nimble, ever moving, found an erect bud buried in that snowy expanse. His tongue slid around the hard nipple, his teeth biting gently, twisting as his hands came to Maddy’s hips. The white rat bucked, his cock pressing into Brin’s stomach as the brown rat ascended, his hands sliding along the bloated dome of Maddy’s belly.

“Brin,” whined Maddy. “Ungh, please be careful. I can’t hold it in if you push too hard.”

A thin squirt of semen spilled from between Maddy’s cheeks as Brin pressed his thumbs into the swollen belly. Slowly, carefully, he circled the shallow navel, caressing that bloated hump as if it were something precious. It was precious, to him at least, worth more than all the gold in the world. His lips fell from the slick and shiny nipple, planting their honeyed kisses on the slope of Maddy’s belly, rising to that bowl which was his bellybutton. Brin’s tongue circled, lolling from his mouth to slither into that shallow recess, to lap the quivering need from Maddy’s stomach. The white rat's thighs shivered, rising up to close around Brin’s ribs as the brown rat’s lips encircled his navel.

“Mmm, Brin,” Maddy groaned. “I need you. I need you so much. Please, fill me with more.”

“More?” Brin lifted his mouth from the matted, damp fur to look up at Maddy. “I don’t think you can hold much more.”

“Nonsense,” Maddy replied. “I’m not even half full. I want you to make my bellybutton pop. Can you do that, Brin?” His pink hands came to rest on Brin’s paws. “I’ll bet you can. I know you can, because I love you.”

Brin closed his eyes, burying his face into the warmth of Maddy’s lower belly. With a deep, soughing moan, he fell down into the depths of the fragrant jungle which nestled between the white thighs. The scents of sweat and of the bitter spice of musk assailed his nostrils as he drank deeply of that rich aroma. His mouth felt through the white scrub, searching, ever questing for the pink flesh which rose so majestically from that damp weave. Maddy’s cock twitched below his lips, his mouth fast to light upon the engorged flesh which was sticky with the bitter tears that wept from his gaping tip. Brin’s lips pressed, meeting that pillar, suckling at the hot flesh which throbbed in his hands. Maddy brought his slim paws to his mouth, his ruby eyes growing wide as his body was rocked with a nova of sensations. His belly quivered, churning with Brin’s sloshing seed, growing hot as his desires boiled. His mind was on fire, frothing within his skull so that he could offer nothing more than a strangled cry as Brin’s lips found his tender inner thigh. The white fur was damp and crusted with the spilled semen of the previous night. Brin’s lips spread over Maddy’s thigh, his tongue sliding through that dense thicket, licking the bitter tang as he nibbled the succulent flesh.

Down, he plunged, once more finding that weeping rod. His fingers cupped Maddy’s balls, precious chestnuts within that furry scrotum, squeezing them gently as his lips quested up the shivering pillar to mount that flowing tip. His mouth opened, his lips closing around Maddy’s glans, Brin’s mouth became filled with bitter, throbbing flesh.

“O-Oh, you didn’t do this last night,” gasped Maddy. The white rat flung his hands back, clasping the headboard behind him as if that alone would save him from being cast adrift on that giddy sea. “Oh, Brin.”

Brin fell, his snout plummeting into the wet scrub of Maddy’s pubic fur. He inhaled the rich scent, his belly clenching as he rose. His lips closed hard around Maddy’s cock, sucking that shuddering rod into his mouth as he ascended. At the spongy tip, he let go, his tongue swirling around the flowing head, only to drop once more, crashing his snout into Maddy’s pelvis. The chestnuts in his hand churned, growing fat with the fresh seed which swelled them into the ripeness of plums. Tears streamed down Maddy’s cheeks as Brin’s pace quickened.

“Brin, if you c-continue like this, I’ll… I’ll…”

The white rat could not finish, for in that moment, his world exploded before his eyes as a scream was ripped from his aching throat. Hot seed gushed forth, flowing into Brin’s mouth, swelling the brown cheeks as the rat gulped. Hot, bitter, such an elixir boiled in his belly, warmth suffusing his limbs as his own manhood began to sob with the shimmered precum of his desires. Brin pulled back, drinking in the flowing seed of his love, letting it spill across his tongue, to play upon his palate like a fine wine. Heat bloomed in his cheeks, his head was swimming, more intoxicating than all the whiskey in the world. His was a brew which Brin would gladly imbibe night after night, the brown rat never growing tired of such a virile potion on his tongue. Maddy’s shivering rod was growing soft, slipping from the stained lips, sticky and white with the strings of his pumping semen. Brin raised his weary head, a white thread of seed clinging to his lips as he crawled over the swollen mound of Maddy’s belly. His rippling stomach fell atop Maddy’s belly, pressing down so that the white rat gave a mewling cry.

Semen spurted between his cheeks, but the white rat’s thighs wrapped themselves around Brin’s waist as the darkening stain spread beneath them. Brin’s snout hovered over his lips, dripping the fragrant strings of Maddy’s seed. His mouth opened, his oozing tongue squirming from the recesses like some alien creature, twisting and writhing above Maddy’s mouth. The white rat moaned softly, his own tongue rising up from his lips to entwine around that sticky member. The taste of his own semen enthralled him, drawing his head to meet the sticky lips of his love. Thus enclosed within that embrace, Brin’s throbbing rod came to the wobbling cheeks of Maddy. His hands slid from Maddy’s hips to sink deep into yielding flesh. The white rat shuddered, feeling the kiss of the cool morning air on his battered flower. His nostrils puffed, yet he could not offer more than a muffled moan as Brin’s lips closed around his mouth. That spongy tip, so proudly throbbing, met the puckered bloom. The warmth of his expended seed squelched from that broken blossom as Brin bucked his hips, driving himself deep into an alien world which he had claimed only the night before. The churning warmth of his seed enveloped him, drawing him down into that enchanted glade, surrounding him with the shuddering of Maddy’s trembling muscles. The brown rat’s manhood slammed into Maddy’s prostate, rubbing so deliciously that the white rat had to rip his mouth free of his love, to shriek his jubilation to the morning sun.

Brin bucked his hips, circling, drawing back, his expended semen spurting from Maddy’s anus to splatter onto the bed as he lifted his hips, raising the white rat from the mattress. His lower belly was damp and sticky with his own seed, white strings flowing from the rat in his arms as he cupped Maddy’s rump, lifting him into his lap. Maddy flopped into Brin’s chest, his arms weakly wrapping around the brown rat’s shoulders as Brin sat on his knees, Maddy straddling his lap. His arms swelled with raw strength, veins building as he grasped the fat rump of the white rat. Faster, his hips moved, his powerful chest heaving, drawing Maddy up and down. His pace quickened, pressing deeper, battering at the gates of Maddy’s love. The white rat screamed his elation, setting the ceiling to quake with his cries. The bed groaned beneath them in protest as Brin whirled, crashing to the mattress. Lying on their sides, Brin’s hand now fell to Maddy’s belly, hugging the swollen abdomen as he continued to pump.

“Yes,” Maddy wept. “Oh, Brin, don’t stop.”

Brin’s hips never slowed, never pulled back. He pushed deeper, his mouth to Maddy’s ear. His hot breath tickled at the delicate lobe, his tongue slithering into the wide canal as if to plunge into Maddy’s fevered brain. HIs fingers swept the round expanse, coming to rest upon a white hip. Gently, he turned, rolling onto his back, Maddy positioned above him. His back to his love, Maddy began to dance, rising, falling. His hips slid down halfway, then suddenly rose, twisting as he swiveled. Brin groaned beneath the fury of the white rat, his hand on those wide hips as Maddy moved, never slowing, never falling into a pattern as he swayed to that unheard song which sang itself in the love of every creature. His bloated belly thrust itself before him, concealing his lap as Maddy began to topple. His paws grasped Brin’s legs, his stomach sagging between the brown knees as he panted for breath.

“Brin,” he whispered. “I can’t do this. I’m so full.”

The brown rat’s arms were around his belly, drawing him down to the broad chest. He lay atop his love, his belly a swollen globe, like that of a pearl, rising above them both. Brin’s hands slid down the bloated orb, coming to seize Maddy’s thighs. Drawing his knees to his shoulders, Brin sat up and bucked his hips. His lips came to Maddy’s neck, nuzzling the white fur as he met the damp cheek. Maddy turned his head, his heart pounding in time to the furious crashing of his love, his mouth a rictus of agonizing bliss which met those lips, embracing Brin as the brown rat’s engorged member would at last let flow its hot passions. Bubbling seed flowed, flooding the bloated belly of Maddy, churning with the warm remains of the previous night. Brin’s eyes fell closed, his stomach aching as he sought to drive himself deep, to spill his essence into his love and plant his virile seed. His cock pumped, splattering another ropey strand as Maddy’s belly expanded, swelling ripe before the white rat’s ruby eyes. Fatter, he grew, his flesh painfully tight. Agony burned in his brain and he craved to scream, to beg Brin to stop, yet he could not. His belly swelled, the fur parting to reveal the pink of his flesh as pain rippled through his bloated stomach.

“B-Brin,” Maddy’s voice was a pained sob. “Brin, I-I…”

Drool trickled from his jaw, his lips peeling back from his teeth as he wept. He could not hold back. His bruised anus lurched, spurting hot semen into Brin’s lap as the brown rat groaned, pressing harder so that not a single drop would escape.

“A-Ah, Brin, I’m going to explode,” Maddy shrieked.

His belly was distended to the size of twins, his pink flesh breaking out in angry wheals of crimson torture as his flesh was stretched to capacity.

“Brin,” he screamed. “Brin, I… Oh my god…”

A stabbing pain erupted his gut and Maddy fell limp into Brin’s arms. The brown rat sucked in a breath and let go of his love. Maddy’s legs fell to the bed, so slack as to be practically boneless. The white rat lay gasping desperately for air as Brin ran his fingers along the fresh swell of Maddy’s grotesquely bloated middle. Down the vast slope, he fell, then with a widening of his eyes, he felt it.

“Maddy, it happened,” Brin cried.

Beneath his fingers was a tiny hump. Maddy’s navel had popped out, becoming a thrusting mound atop that bloated globe.

“I knew you could do it,” Maddy gasped. He smiled weakly, though his eyes sparkled. “My love is a strong one.”

“I still can’t believe it,” Brin said. “But, that was amazing, Maddy. Truly, it was.”

“And it always can,” said the white rat. “If you want it to be.”

Brin lifted the white rat from his sticky lap, a string of semen still clinging between them, forever linking them as he let Maddy come down on the bed.

“I do want that,” he said. “After last night. I want that more than anything.”

Maddy’s eyes lit up like two precious gems. “I’m so happy, Brin.”

Brin stood up from the bed and bent to retrieve his pants. “I guess the coffee’s cold now. Suppose we should brew up some more?”

“No,” replied Maddy. The white rat staggered from the bed, one hand under his swollen belly. In the morning light he looked to be pregnant with twins. Such a thought brought a stir to Brin’s loins as Maddy then turned, displaying his fat rump, and waddled towards the door of what appeared to be a closet. “I think we should go out for breakfast. I’ve got a lovely sundress I could throw on.”

Brin chuckled and pulled up his pants. “People will think you’re pregnant when they see you.”

“What if I already am?” came the reply.

Brin’s ears swiveled suddenly. “What was that?”

He turned to see Maddy draping a green dress over his swollen middle. “I said, ‘I think the green one is nice.’”

“Oh, right.” Brin snatched up his shirt and headed for the door. “I’ll, uh, be waiting for you by the door.”

Maddy watched the brown rat skulk from the room and then giggled. He placed a hand on his round belly and smiled. “Don’t worry,” he said to his distended middle. “We’ll tell him later, once he begins to wonder why it is you’re not going down.”

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