Born of Shadows

Rodents


Play with Puppy and Monkey continued and in the days between, Master made his five-day stay. He told them about it at the last visit and asked them if they would like to try it with him. They seemed enthusiastic, so he packed some extra food and water, and was ready for the go. He planned it for three days, as that was a careful attempt, they would not suffer if he were to miss-plan and not give them sufficient of either food or water. He also noticed he was going to have to deal with the idea of waste. He had been bringing his trash home with him at the end of his stay, and that worked for most things, but with three of them, well it would be an extra job. He did some shopping and came up with a few ideas.
The day before the trip, he was shopping at a local camping store and ran into Malik.
The boy was looking for a present for Marik and was thinking of buying him a Swiss army knife. He came up to Jou and engaged him in conversation.
“Hey, Malik. What’s up?”
“Actually, I have been meaning to ask you the same thing. Marik was telling me that he overheard Otogi and Honda talking about some trip the three of you are going on. What’s up?”
“Oh, nothing. It’s just an overnighter. No big deal.”
“Marik said they were very excited about something he called the shadow house. I hadn’t heard of it, but he told me he wanted me to ask you why you haven’t invited us to come there. I told him, if it’s your house, you have the right to invite who you want, and he shouldn’t be jealous. He said to tell you that those kinds of places are his favorites. And that he really wants to come over and play. I don’t understand what he has in mind, but I said I’d tell you. Do you know what he is talking about, Jou?” The pale haired young man looked up at Jou and the blond knew he was stuck. He was caught in the play on words that Marik had sent by way of his messenger, and he could either relent, or suffer the consequences. Marik wouldn’t harm anyone, not since the last incident when Yami had made himself quite clear, but his secret would be at risk.
“Tell Marik I’ll see what I can do. Don’t expect much. It ain’t that great of a house.” He answered, and the two parted company. Malik looked even more confused than before.

This time Jou decided to take a short cut and step into his shadow home from the kitchen of his apartment. He had his load ready, packed tightly and extra trash bags on the top. It was stacked on a kid’s little red wagon and tied down securely. He left it where it was and went to bed, drifting off to sleep filled with dreams of wide-open fields and wandering in the wilderness. Birds flew overhead and small creatures skittered away under the cover of the grasses.
When his alarm went off, Jou rose and went to his kitchen. There, he pried apart the stuff of shadows, and widened it enough to bring his load with him. He’d planned this carefully, and stepped into the newly made kitchen of his home. He knew where everything went and he packed his cupboards carefully before taking some of the supplies to other parts of the house. Soon everything was ready and he settled onto the long couch in his favorite room. Concentrating, but not expending as much energy, he focused and there before him, sat his pets, Monkey on the couch and Puppy at his feet. They greeted him in their way, before running off to play at whatever they wished for a time.

Master sat back and relaxed. His mind was not clear and that had been impeding his rest. He couldn’t forget the words relayed to him from that rat, Marik. He just didn’t want to give up the secret of his world, and there didn’t seem to be any way around it. He felt bad that Malik was left so confused but if he were to do what the psycho was expecting there would be no confusion left. Malik was part of the deal, he was sure. The rat was never without his little mouse.
The smile that filled the Master’s face, was only partly wicked.
So, the Rat wanted to play. Well, he would give him something to play with.
Master walked down his hall and stopped before a new door. He concentrated and focused on the door and what he was building behind it. He reached out and turned the handle stepping through and looking around. To his right was a pile of straw and fluff, on the left was a raised platform. Ahead of him was a large tub on its side, with a long pole fastening it to the wall. Everywhere there were shavings and it crunched under the Master’s feet. There were tunnels and tubes and stairs and ladders in every available space of the room. The windows were closed with bars and the air flowed in nicely to keep the room smelling clean.
He smiled.
Focusing on the pile of fluff near the door, he settled down on the floor and watched the idea take form in his head.
The pain was there once more as he concentrated and his hand automatically rose to the bridge of his nose.
A small white head rose out of the fluff, and looked around. The lavender eyes focused on Master and he watched it climb out. Tiny white gloves that only went over the palms and to the wrist, matched the same sort of booties. The toes and heals peeking out and only rising to the ankle. The rest was bare - legs and arms, chest, abdomen and back. The only other adornments were the pure white loincloth and tail, and of course large round white ears.
Mouse rose on all fours and crawled over to Master, to squeak out his question.
“Be patient My Mouse, I will leave it to Rat to give you your answers.” And the Master reached out to pet Mouse carefully around his head near those adorable ears. Mouse curled up contentedly next to Master as the man concentrated once more. The Fluff moved and the duplicate of the Mouse only large and less adorable than Mouse rose from the bedding.
Rat looked around and spied Mouse. He smiled and nodded sharply.
“Squeak, squeak-squeak.” He said.
“Come on over, Rat. I have made you a room in my special house.” Master informed raising the hand that was not currently stoking Mouse’s fur, to gesture the décor.
“A room fit for a rat, don’t you agree? And yet I think you will find it very enjoyable.”
“Sqee-eek!” Rat agreed, and crawled around to explore. He stopped as he exited a long tube and looked up. The tub/wheel was a temptation to good to be passed by.
Rat climbed on and the sound of its creaking tempted the Mouse off of Master’s lap.
Soon the two were chasing each other in a race to get the thing moving as fast as it would go. Master sat against the wall and laughed at their antics. They rushed along and finally, Mouse dropped and the wheel continued to spin, taking him with it upside down and round and round. Rat sidestepped mouse whenever the wheel brought him around and he was at risk. Master watched in morbid fascination, knowing that the entire time the tails that they wore were sending them erotic sensations, and yet they kept on. Soon, they were tiring and as Rat slowed the wheel to a stop they both climbed off and rushed to his side. Mouse looked up with his face flushed and excited. Rat more leisurely, yet just as excited.
Once next to him, they curled up beside his thighs on either side of him. Master reached out and touched Mouse’s fine hairs, curling his fingers in the strands. Mouse blinked up at him, his eyes sending a message of need. Rat closed in and began rolling onto his back. Master chuckled as he ran his free hand down the soft skin of Rat’s belly and scratched his way back. Rat squealed in delight and Mouse climbed up onto Master’s lap so as not to be left out. Master found himself burdened down by a pile of rolling rodents, all clamoring for his attention. He giggled as they climbed higher onto him and rubbed at his sides with their fingers.
“Now, that is enough. Lie down, and we can keep playing.” He admonished, pushing Mouse to the bedding around him. Rat curled up next to mouse and watched as Master stroked his tummy with sure and nimble fingers, eliciting the most exciting squeaks out of the smallest of the pair. Rat waited as Mouse became frantic with need, wiggling on the ground and shifting under the capable fingers of the Master.
Rat couldn’t stand it, and as Master reached one hand to the soft fabric that covered his smaller co-pet, he strained to see the actions taking place.
Master loosened the ties on the loincloth and allowed it to drop away, exposing a collar of soft cured white leather that sheathed the smaller rodent’s maleness, and held it firmly to his body. Master’s fingers undid the thong that held it in place and slid the fabric away, swiftly returning to stroke the freshly exposed organ. Mouse panted, as Rat gawked on. Master reached his free hand to pull Rat over the writhing little pet, and Rat obliged, licking at the soft skin of Mouse’s thighs.
Rat felt the tugging of Master’s fingers on his own coverings and shifted to allow access. When freed of its confines, Rat’s length burst forth to display itself. Master smiled and complimented his new pets.
“Good little rodents. Master is pleased with you. What good, well behaved pets, I have.”
Mouse was first to beg for more, in the squeaks that emitted from his mouth. Master smiled again. “If you want to enjoy the play, you have only to move for me. My Puppy wags his tail, and My Monkey moves while I hold his. What will my little nezumi do for me?” Mouse was lost as pleasures reigned over his mind. Rat, however, was ready. He crawled over his smaller counterpart and reached behind him. Mouse squeaked out loudly as Rat began to add to his pleasure by manipulating his tail, and the smaller of the two returned the favor, threefold.
Master legs were pressed under the weight of his pets as they wiggled and squirmed over him and each other.
Mouse was first to stiffen up and begin to spasm in his joy of play. Followed closely by the larger rodent as Master continued to stroke heated flesh until both cooled and softened.
He rose and left the two curled up in their bed of fluff and shavings, sleeping peacefully in the afterglow of their play. Certain that after he slept the two would no longer be there.

:::Now, should I continue? We are almost to the end of the set-up, and I am near to filling the house. Guess who comes to play next?:::