this was made from prompts of my previous picture.I made my first short story to this one. if i get positive response to it, i might expand it.
Once, I was a petty thief with a grand idea. I planned to use the sewer system to break into rich people's basements and steal their valuable stuff. I didn't take those scary stories about the sewers seriously; I thought I was tough. But soon, I learned my lesson.

At first, I was thrilled by all the riches I stole. I felt invincible, dismissing the urban legends as nonsense. But after a few weeks, my luck turned sour. One night, I got ambushed and yanked into the dark and endlessly deep tunnels beneath the city.

Who knows how long ago that had happened? The sound of creaking doors startled me, snapping me out of my reverie. Weary from my thoughts, I tugged at my handcuffs.

My mistress arrived, her appearance is that of a giant mutant rat. The cave that surrounded us was dank and claustrophobic,
our love nest pieced together from old scraps of cloth she brought back.
The air was thick with the stench of urine and musk, reminiscent of any rat's lair.

As soon as she closed the doors behind her, she turned toward me and sprayed her repugnant urine all over me, marking me as hers - a sickly sweet smell that threatened to make me retch.
After she's satisfied, she raises herself and gives me access to her nipples,
I'm so hungry I immediately begin to suck on them, it's the only sweet thing I had my entire time down here, and I learned to love it, even through the aftertaste is quite foul.
After finishing and taking a moment to enjoy it, I was reminded of my duties. Her raspy voice commanded with one word "lick", so i started to clean her dirty snatch.

I was met with the taste of fish, and although it had been disgusting at first, I had come to welcome the distant memories surface it evokes. She seemed quite swollen, and I couldn't help but ask why,
she replies "I'm in heat, we make cubs now"
she is a rat of few words, she doesn't say a single word more than necessary, but I like to believe she expresses affection through her actions. She sits on my hard-on i shamefully always get just by looking at her beastly visage.
She sits on me, her powerful muscles starts to massage me, and as I gasp she inserts her slimy tongue into my mouth, giving me a sample of the entire taste pallet of the sewage system. But I'm already used to that, she quite enjoys feeding me food mouth-to-mouth.

I like to regard my self as quite knowledgeable about all of my mistresses mannerisms, but today she surprises me as she seems even more savage in our mating than usual.
her animal vulva always seems to have a mind of its own, but today it feels like my dick is being chewed on! Her powerful suction and constrictions makes me feel such a pain mixed with unbelievable pleasure I scream in her mouth I quickly came,
but my mistress keeps going on, making sure I properly impregnate her. Without regard of my struggles and tears, she continues countless times until she is fully satisfied.

afterwards she lies on top of me as always, my dick still held in her snatch is being randomly squeezed on, I was yammering how my day was and how I missed her without any response, as I slowly drift into welcomed sleep.
I hug my mate and kiss her for a good night, while deep down I still feel slightly ashamed, I can't wait for our litter to be born. I wonder how many cubs rats have, but one thing is certain.
It's going to be more lively here for sure. I cannot wait to have a proper family.