Rat Boy (Rat TF)
Drake isnt your ordinary teen. He said obsessed with rats! He has three of them as pets and plans to get more. However, when his obsession gets a little haywire, and his family alerts him of it, his passion for them rises further. One of them bites him however, triggering a mutation..
Drake gently scratches Chompy on the chin with his fingernail. He grinned to himself and lifted him to his shoulder, peering out the window. He saw other teens walking together by themselves down the street, laughing and chatting to each other. Who needs that when you can play with rats? That's exactly what drake thought. He was 18, happy, and a mind chock full of rodents. He had three rats. Chompy, Hairy, and Ruler. Chompy always bites everything. Hairy had thicker fur, and Ruler had a really long tail. While he was relaxing in his bed with them, a knock came on his door.
"Drake?..can you come to the living room with us?" A woman's voice was heard. It was his mother.
"Sure mom! I'll be there in just a sec.." Drake says, standing back up. He clapped his hands once and the three rats came straight to him. They crawl up his body and sit on his shoulders. He had taught them how to do that. When he left his bedroom and went into the living room, he saw his mother, his father, and his older sister sitting there. Immediately, drake rolled his eyes. He knew what this was.
"Ugh, you guys.." Drake groans.
"We have to talk." His father says.
Drake slumps into the couch. "Yeah, go ahead."
"You gotta get rid of the rats, drake. There gross!" His sister, Amanda barked.
"Your the gross one." Drake said, shaking his head. "Here's a fun fact. Rats are one of the cleanest animals out there. Sometimes more then humans."
"It's not the rats I'm worried about..it's you." His mother says.
"What?" Drake said back, confused.
"Look..we noticed during the summer that you got more and more...attached to them. And reading them, and studying them..it's..gotten to the point where it's unhealthy." His father says.
"..so..what are you saying?" Drake replies softly.
"Either..it's time to get rid of the rats, or..you calm down your obsession." His mother says.
In drakes head, he wanted to yell. Say that this wasn't fair and rant. But instead, he softly nods.
"Okay mom..I'll chill with the rat stuff." He says.
"Thank god! Couldn't stand it anymore.." Amanda's high pitched voice got to him, making him roll his eyes.
"Good. Me and your mom are going grocery shopping. Do you want anything?" His dad says. Drake lifted a finger, but got interrupted by his sister.
"And don't say cheese!" She says.
"I wasn't, dummy. I'd like some more cereal. Oh, and lasagna." Drake says.
"Alright. See? It wasn't hard." His mom says, kissing him on the head. After they leave, he walks back to his room, shaking his head.
"I can't believe that..I'm not obsessed..it's just a hobby..my passion.." he says to himself, offended by what they said. He slumps down on his bed, and sighs.
Chompy sniffs at him, and ruler nuzzles his finger, trying to cheer him up. He quickly smiles and rubs there little heads.
"Thanks guys..by the end of the day, I always have you three....your just so awesome...and not to mention, very cute." He chuckles and lays on his stomach. Hairy was staring at him for a while, which confused him.
"What is it, boy? Something on my face?" He says, touching his cheeks.
Hairy then looked at Chompy and nodded. Chompy nods back and bites down on drakes finger!
"Ow!" He jumps back, holding his hand. "Whoa, what was that for?..."
he says, surprised. Suddenly, he stays still, feeling a tingly sensation crawl through his body. Everything around him became dizzy and disorientated..blurry, and strange..in a daze, he stood up, but just fell right back down, slowly swaying left and right on the floor. He groans a bit, and begins to pant. He opens his eyes, seeing his face in the mirror in his room, noticing that his pupils were completely black. Like a rodents..
"heh...cool..." drake spoke slowly, as if he was drugged. The tingly sensation happened again, this time on his ears. They began to stretch, as if someone was tugging on them. They became long and rounded, like a rats. He watched them grow in the mirror and chuckled, and then giggled. He touches them.
"I..I look like a....ahh.." Drake opens his mouth, and his front teeth straightens and grows into sharp buck teeth. His transformation continued, with dark grey hairs starting to sprout throughout his body in a very thick coating. Thick enough to begin tearing his shirt and pants. He grunts, planting his hands to the carpeted floor.
"Yes..change me...I..want..to be...a rat...MM..YES!" He yells, as his bones start to crack and snap, shifting and changing around his body. His hands shrunk a little, while he looses a finger, and his fingernails sharpen into claws. He kicked off his pants and shoes, as his feet started to crack, the bones in his ankles shifting and growing longer, with his white socks tearing apart with loud ripping noises. His toes stretched until they were as long as his fingers, claws sliding out as well. He continued to grunt, absolutely loving it. While his back cracked a couple more times, Chompy, Hairy, and Ruler jumped down from the bed to help him. They tore his socks off his feet and started licking them, causing the rest of his legs to grow his fur. He watches, panting.
"thank..you...guys...I will..grr..aggah!..join you...S-SOON!!!" He yells, gripping his claws into the rug, as his spine cracked and started to grow out into a long, curly, furless rat tail. It whipped freely in the air once it was done, and drake got so full of energy that he tore the rest of his clothing off, his voice deepening.
"YES! Change me! I am no longer human! I..I!!..."
He shut his eyes, as his skull cracked and popped, his whole face pushing out slowly, inch by inch into a long rat snout.
"MM! AHHH! I AM A RAT..BOYYYYY!!!!" He yells, with whiskers sprouting out from his cheeks. He gave out a loud screech, swinging his claws in the hair. Chompy, hairy and ruler danced in a circle in joy, squeaking together.
Drake collapses on his back when he was done, panting. His sister opened the door.
"drake, will you shut up?!....." she sees him and freezes.
He looks at her, and gives a grin. "What's up, sis?"
"AHHHHHH!!!!" She gives a shriek of terror and runs out the house.
Drake giggles and stands up. "Come on...don't be like that.." he says, stopping as he fell to the ground on all fours. He grunted when his bones started to crack and shift again, slowly shrinking and shrinking. He moaned and shoke his head. "Yes! More!..."
Soon, he had fully transformed into a rat. Loosing his ability to talk, he looks at the others and nods, making a plan to explore the fridge together. The four of them scampered to the kitchen to raid any type of food they can, using teamwork to get the door open. He sat down and chewed away at the block of cheddar inside, enjoying it with his boys.
"This is definitely the life.." Drake said happily in his head, loving his new form. While his sister ran down the street and quickly dialed the police..