You could be getting your bone on with the rat equivalent to Marylin Monroe right now, but no.  No, they have to do the scurrying thing instead.

 

> While you search for the loveliest rat-concubines to be found in your kingdom, your subjects climb all over you as a token of their affection, scratching you everywhere.

> It is not comfortable.

>

> You are standing in the heart of the rat-kingdom. Your subjects are climbing all over you, scratching you with tiny filthy claws.

>

> Freak the fuck out

> Yes, my children. I am here for you

> Allow rats to suckle at your many teats

 

 

 

 

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