Fat Ugly Rat Pictures Novels & Stories

It felt as if the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the gloominess pressured the entire lonely city, causing others to be out of breath. Nonetheless, although the outbreak was strong, the round of attack stopped. Then, Caspian looked at the king of gopher, which became a naked rat with no fur on its body. It appeared extremely ridiculous but disgusting at the same time, with a thick layer of blood on its surface.

I hear the feet of the animal Noroya is using today, scurrying across the floor. “Mind your business! Don’t you have some family to curse? That’s the job He gave you, isn’t it? Must be a breeze if you can find the time to taunt me.” The creature runs under my table and begins to climb one of the legs. “Looking through that book will do you no good. I know it…” Her voice gets closer. “And you know it too.” Something crawls out of the dark onto the table I’m working on. It is a big fat rat with red eyes and feet. Some of the fur under its belly is red too. It licks its yellow teeth, looking up at me for a response.

I am sure I would have started swearing loudly if I had come into the kitchen and found that thing sitting in the middle of the floor. “What the fuck is that thing?” Barston asked. “This is Pricilla and she is my pet rat.” Nephalitium answers. “Umm, I have seen rats. That is no rat.” Zarlon says. “He found her and made her immortal. I guess when animals are made immortal they grow larger than normal.” Lazarthio states,

Clinging to the ceiling, twenty feet away, was a nightmare. It had been a dog once. Maybe a mastiff. Now, it was a mass of muscle and exposed bone, its skin sloughing off in black strips. It had no eyes, just empty sockets leaking black fluid. Its jaw unhinged, revealing rows of needle-teeth that glowed with violet light. And it wasn't alone. Behind it, scuttling out of the broken tombs, were a dozen more. Rats the size of cats. A thing that might have been a badger, now twisted into a spined horror.

Lei Bao went around rampaging savagely with his lightning-based magic as if he was a lightning storm himself, moving towards a bunch of giant mountain rats right after dispatching the pack of hyenas. These mutated rodents looked horrifyingly large, being at least one meter long, and their long incisor teeth, sharper than even the keenest blade, gnashed against each other, ready to grind and chew on human bones. Scores of warriors had fallen with their limbs being bitten off or maimed while fighting them.

The disgusting Ratman’s rusty, jagged sword struck the heavy kite shield over and over. Sparks flew with each blow as the barely-sharp blade left tiny scars and scratches in its wake. The Ratman itself was a fetid, disease-ridden beast-like humanoid. Its fur was matted, its muscles were sinewy, and its eyes were beady. It stank of the ripe combination of urine and rotting meat. How its weapons and armor didn’t disintegrate from direct contact was a complete mystery.

Lira furrowed her brow and murmured, "This rat isn't normal... Why didn't it struggle when we caught it?" Malcolm shifted the creature slightly, still holding it, to get a closer look. The rat emitted a guttural hiss as it flailed in his hands, baring its long yellow teeth. Its fur was sparse, revealing patches of raw, inflamed flesh beneath, and its claws seemed to come to a sharp point, like small knives. "Not right," Malcolm said, his voice low but steady. "No rat grows this size. And those eyes... they're not normal." "It's like it's been... mutated or something," Lira said, her words faltering as though she couldn't even believe them.

From memory they definitely didn’t seme this skinny and almost alienlike. Long nails, yellow and brittle looking, but fiercely sharp. Waxy white skin, covered in a soft down of ugly hairs, on arms and legs and weirdly oversized rib cages that are not in proportion to their bodies in any way. They’re uglier than I thought like this. Bony, no connections to the human qualities of Darrius. “Various degrees of DNA dilution. These are mongrels. Or as Darrius would call them, Gutter rats.” Leyanne points out as Carmen and Sierra turn to human to join us. “Wings are common in pure, just not so much in rats.”

As Tess looked in the mirror she was met with a round face, chubby cheeks, and dark circles that had formed from years of sleep deprivation under her eyes. Her hair was a tangled unruly mess of dark brown curls framing her face and resting just under her shoulders. Not to long, not to short of a length, her eyes looked more green today the hazel had a tint of red dirt brown along the black ring and green in the inner part. Depending on the light and her clothes her eyes would change from green to a light brown. She stood at 5’11 which has always been considered tall for a girl and weighed a whopping 363lbs. Most people guessed she was around 250lbs as she still had an hour glass figure and c

I let out a sigh of resignation, realized what was coming, and transformed back into a human, reaching into the hole to try to capture the fugitive rats. I struggled for what seemed like an eternity before my fingers managed to close around one of the fat rats. As I dragged it out into the light, it wriggled and twitched in my hands, its plump body contrasting sharply with the grim surroundings of the room. I paused, disgusted by the idea of eating such trash as a human. However, the hunger that was tearing at my insides made me realize how important the deed was. Gritting my teeth, I was ready to move forward, realizing that there was not enough time to let the rat get away again.