Mara's Problem

Story by tdraggy

This was another commission, by none other than our new admin, Echoen :D

This is a furry story, first off. Its based on a winger pic, and is in fact an alternate perspective version of another story I read ages ago. Anyway, lots of macro and excessive size and cum and so on. Its another very rough, very fast piece of blatant smut. Im not apologizing for it :3

Enjoy.

PART 1

Cheese. Chese cheese cheese. Cheeeeeeeese. I liked cheese. A lot. All kinds. Yellow cheese, orange cheese, white cheese, blue cheese, green cheese. Green? No. No, no, no. Maybe.

Cheese.

Not easy to find. Gotta eat other stuff most often. But sometimes, ooooh, sometimes, I find cheese and I'm so happy! Gotta be careful. Sometimes it's in traps, and gotta hide from the biiiiig people. Always running, always hiding, always hungry.

I'm a mouse! Girl. Brown. Small. Uhm, three... inches? I'm really normal for a mouse. Well, I was. Well, I think I was. But that was only until I found some awesome cheese! The bestest cheese ever!

There were a lot of people where I lived. It was a biiiiig place, so I had plenty of places to hide. And I had to hide a lot, cuz there was also a kitty, a big, mean, grey kitty. I hated the kitty. It almost ate me! But I'd been in my home longer than the kitty, so I knew all the best places to hide, hee hee.

One day, though, I caught a whiff of a LOT of cheese. I was sooooo hungry, I followed the scent and snuck down into the very big room. There was SOOOOOOO much cheese! The room was filled with it. But there were people everywhere! It sucked! I waited around, but then I realized the people were taking the cheese away. I kept sneaking around, staying out of sight, trying to get a single bite of this yummy-looking and smelling cheese.

But soon, it was all gone. I was a very sad mouse. But the people were gone now, and I decided to look around for scraps, maybe a crumb of cheese. I was so hungry. I followed my nose, and soon, I found some! Not just some, but a lot! A big hunk of cheese! I could eat it for a long, long time! It smelled a little funny, but I didn't care! I munched away!

It was sooooooooo good! Warm and buttery, soft but crisp, with a sharp almost smokey flavor! I ate and ate and ate and ate and ate and ate and ate and ate! Till I thought I'd burst! I had to drag myself to the nearest hidey-hole I'd made in the wall, where I plopped down and napped.

I don't know how long I was asleep, just that when I woke up, I was hungry again. Hungrier than before. And I just felt... different. Tingly. Warm. Strong. I rolled over, squeaking, and hoped the cheese was still there. I could find something else to fill my once-again empty belly, but I wanted cheese. Not just any cheese, the same cheese. And more of it. More more more. I was worried it wouldn't last me long if I kept eating as much as I wanted to.

I went back through the hole, a little confused at how much I had to squeeze, causing me to squeak some more. I got out of the hole and stood up. I squeaked again. I'd moved around on my back legs before, but today... they were so long. I looked over my tail, blinking at the big round lumps sticking out around my tailbase. I palmed them, feeling the big squishy flesh under my front paws. Wait, these weren't paws. Not my paws, at least. And since when could I bend my front legs like that? I squeaked again, holding them in front of me, before I looked down and noticed another pair of big round bumps I wasn't used to having.

They were really big! I put my hands on them. Firm! There were nipples on the end of them, big ones. Inspecting my tummy, I realized those were my only nipples now. It was weird. I walked around a little, feeling my back and front parts wobbling and swaying, making me squeak. My body was feeling more tingly now, and I found myself wishing there were other mice around to mate with. But first things first! More cheese!

I scurried, or, ran? towards where I remembered the cheese being. It was still there, with a bit of mold on it, and I squeaked happily, bouncing over to it. I threw my front legs around it and squeezed, feeling my muzzle curve in a way I didn't know it could. I was happy. I had my cheeeeeeese.

I felt my lower body swaying, sliding against the cheese, pressing against it. Boy, I wanted to mate. Whatever happened to my body, it felt good. I wanted more... Suddenly, I didn't want to eat the cheese.

I wanted to mate with it. No, I wanted to FUCK it.

So I did.

Things got kinda hazy after that. All I know is it felt awesome! And it just kept feeling more and more awesome! Soon, I could feel all this sticky stuff around my feet, and then a big white light burst on me. My survival instincts wanted me to run, hide, get away from the big

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