The Rat God's first worshipper?
Traveling the Multiverse
Chapter 15
“Alright, I accept,” You grumbled.
The Rat God produced a sheet of paper that had both an overly fancy font and pictures of various cheese in the corners. She handed you a pen, saying, “Just sign on the dotted line, Chips!”
“It’s Anon,” You muttered as you grabbed the paper and pen. You began to read before you said, “Hey, one part of this says we’ll be fiancés.”
The Rat Got nervously looked away and began to poke her fingers together. “Well, I am lonely and this planet does have a severe lack of men. Can’t blame a girl for trying, but you can cross that bit out if you want.”
She did look cute being so nervous and guilty looking. So you decided to forgive her and cross out the part. Had your headache been a little better, you’d have noticed that the pictures of cheese had super tiny font within them, adding more contract bits that were way in the Rat God’s Favor. Like one bit where if the part about you being her fiancé was crossed out, you’d be her property, in whatever definitions she felt like.
As soon as you wrote your name, you felt your headache pretty much vanish. Your body felt warm all over before the warmth went to your lips. Lips that the Rat god quickly covered with her own.
From her point of view, absorbing whatever she could within a cat’s body was like eating vaguely-tasting gruel. Taking in your power was like moving onto a full course meal with all the trimmings.
She didn’t want to go back to being a parasite who needed to get inside a cat to exist and reproduce. After all, now she could really be The Rat God. One that has an actual Cat as a temple.
Why settle for the instincts and nature of being a parasite when you can order nature about being a god? All thanks to you and your magic, Chips!
As she did look and feel like an attractive humanoid woman, you decided to make out with the Rat God. Giving her booty a quick squeeze made her giggle and give you the bedroom eyes. She began to feel you up as well.
As her tail slipped into your pants to give your magic wand a very special rubbing, you could feel that each kiss drained not only your magic, but made you hornier.
And I’m even avoiding draining your life energy. See? I’m a nice god.
She stopped the kiss for a moment to say, "I will need to do this every once in awhile to share our powers."
As you really were enjoying what the Rat God was doing to you, you said, "As long as it's as fun as this or more so, consider me a worshipper!"
"Why settle for Worshipper when you can be my personal right hand Priest?" The Rat God cheered before going back to making out with you.
The Rat God produced a sheet of paper that had both an overly fancy font and pictures of various cheese in the corners. She handed you a pen, saying, “Just sign on the dotted line, Chips!”
“It’s Anon,” You muttered as you grabbed the paper and pen. You began to read before you said, “Hey, one part of this says we’ll be fiancés.”
The Rat Got nervously looked away and began to poke her fingers together. “Well, I am lonely and this planet does have a severe lack of men. Can’t blame a girl for trying, but you can cross that bit out if you want.”
She did look cute being so nervous and guilty looking. So you decided to forgive her and cross out the part. Had your headache been a little better, you’d have noticed that the pictures of cheese had super tiny font within them, adding more contract bits that were way in the Rat God’s Favor. Like one bit where if the part about you being her fiancé was crossed out, you’d be her property, in whatever definitions she felt like.
As soon as you wrote your name, you felt your headache pretty much vanish. Your body felt warm all over before the warmth went to your lips. Lips that the Rat god quickly covered with her own.
From her point of view, absorbing whatever she could within a cat’s body was like eating vaguely-tasting gruel. Taking in your power was like moving onto a full course meal with all the trimmings.
She didn’t want to go back to being a parasite who needed to get inside a cat to exist and reproduce. After all, now she could really be The Rat God. One that has an actual Cat as a temple.
Why settle for the instincts and nature of being a parasite when you can order nature about being a god? All thanks to you and your magic, Chips!
As she did look and feel like an attractive humanoid woman, you decided to make out with the Rat God. Giving her booty a quick squeeze made her giggle and give you the bedroom eyes. She began to feel you up as well.
As her tail slipped into your pants to give your magic wand a very special rubbing, you could feel that each kiss drained not only your magic, but made you hornier.
And I’m even avoiding draining your life energy. See? I’m a nice god.
She stopped the kiss for a moment to say, "I will need to do this every once in awhile to share our powers."
As you really were enjoying what the Rat God was doing to you, you said, "As long as it's as fun as this or more so, consider me a worshipper!"
"Why settle for Worshipper when you can be my personal right hand Priest?" The Rat God cheered before going back to making out with you.
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June 2, 2023
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