Well fuck! I want a pet. Sadly my flat is too small, my income too low, and my will to care for something too… uh… nonexistent. Luckily the pet shop near me has several wonderful options! “Birds and small rodents galore wait at our door!” So I walked into the shop and bought myself something I never wanted, a rat. I used to make fun of one of my mates for having a rat. To piss him off we would say he smelt like rats when he came to school, but we were cocks. Anyhow I needed something to occupy my dreary life other than wanking to my hot coworker, so I brought the fucker home and tidy’d him up real nice. Soon he had a water bottle, a cage, some food, and a rat lover for an owner. But it wasn’t all celery sticks and sugar cubes, no! We had an issue. I had recently discovered a website called “Reddit”. This site contained the answers to most of my sexual frustrations! Incredible! My spite and melancholy slowly faded away as I was lead to pubs night after night using my newfound confidence. My poor rat suffered. Soon enough I could tell he was getting angry. I was neglecting the little fella. I heard about rodent play on this godforsaken place. I thought this activity would bode well for me and my lonely friend. One night, I got a girl drunk enough to try it. My friend was let out of his cage for the first time in weeks! Oh boy the excitement on his cute little snout! I could hear his squeaks! Me and the fine lady were already warmed up. Tickling my friend seemed to do the same for him. At first I let him run about the covers. Scampering around, he eventually found the gateway to the solution of all my life’s issues. She, at first, seemed hesitant to let my friend sniff around. However, I insisted it would do no harm. She obliged to my friend and he quickly made his way through the gateway. She squealed in excitement! I also tried to work my way in but it seemed too tight for a broad fellow like myself. Soon her squealing stopped. She looked at me, tears in her eyes. I stopped what I was doing. My shit eating grin turned sour. She ran, leaving nothing behind but my poor friend, crushed. I picked him up and heard his whimpers one final time. As his life drained away, I knew I had to do something, to avenge my only friend. The very thing that made me change into a better person had died at the hands of some awful fiend! I chased her down the alleyway. I wore nothing but a half tied robe. I saw her running towards a bridge, the moon glistening over her pale white body. Little did she know I ran indoor track and was well suited for the task at hand. I bolted as fast as I could. The slaps of my feet reminded me of the scampering of my dearly departed friend. Invigorated, I yelled to her. She turned swiftly to me, losing her balance and falling over the railing. The splash of her body against the cold water was heard what felt like seconds later. She was surely done for. With that information in mind I quickly ran home hoping to salvage what I had left of my friend. Sadly the neighbors cat got to him first. I never thought that one fateful day at the pet shop would lead my life to the place it is today, but I’m glad it did. For a long time I cried, but now I am happy again. I will always remember my little rat friend.
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