Ratboy - Or, how the rodent-man passed rodentious lycanthropy to an 11 year old

You gasp in horror, staring at the poor boy's face. Fur rapidly grows and he rapidly shrinks, soon 4 1/2 inches tall. Without him holding it, you easily break the tumbler with suprising strength and leap down on the carpet, next to "Ratboy".

"Why did you imprison me, eh?!" You're getting used to the new vochal chords now - but your voice is still faintly rattish, faintly scavengerish.

"I don't wanna be a rat!!" Eric replies, and bursts into tears. His voice is even worse than yours - a pitiful squeak filled with cowardice and self-pity. The true incarnation of a rat.

"Come on, let's just find a way to escape," you murmur, feeling sorry for the boy.

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