Hello! First off, thanks for clicking on this thread. It means a lot. Anyways, below me is a story that my friend and I have began to write, and hopefully you'll find it pretty interesting. Any questions? Comment below.

[url=]NOTE:[/url] Leafpooly helped me write this! Xoxoxoxo, Pool. If you like the story, perhaps give her a little whisper? /c Leafpooly Your story rocked!

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The story is basically based off of Transformice with a few different twists in it, so I obviously want to give credit to Transformice.

TRANSFORATS

[url=]Epilogue[/url]-

"So, you're the new recruit?" A voice snickers in the shadows, his eyes staring at you so intensely you feel a chill run down your spine. You turn your head a bit, wondering if he was talking to you. "Welcome to hell, my love." He steps out of the shadows, his voice laced with venom. Cringing, you back up, the hair on the back of your neck prickling. "I overheard you talking awhile ago.. You believe this is just a game? You're a fool." He examins you up and down, probably huffing at how you stand out. "This isn't just a game, it's your new lifestyle, so you better get used to it, dear." He chuckles, stepping closer but the tension in the air makes you back up again, gulping. "This.." Narrowing his eyes, he raises his paw and gestures all around him. "This is Transforats."


[url=]Chapter One[/url]-

“Hey baby,” A charming voice called, “Yo, busty babe!” He repeated his voice silky and soothing. “Seriously, I’m up for saving damsels in distress anyday, but get up!” The voice called out again, somewhat irritated. Immediately she felt her body being grasped by rough and muscular paws and then shaken back and forth violently.
“Wha-what..?” She murmured, her voice faint. “Alright! Now that’s what I’m talking about!” The voice cheered with mirth. She looked up, seeing a muscular body. The muscles rippled underneath his fur. He was covered in tattered, somewhat matted, brown fur with a handsome face. He had hazel eyes, and large torn ears that swerved towards her. “Hey there sweetie, nice to see you. Alive.” He said triumphantly, his eyes glimmering with pride.
She stared at his brawny abs in awe, holding back a gulp as it wasn’t hard to figure out he was being straightforward. She felt her head pound repeatedly, and she moaned, gritting her teeth wearisomely. “My name’s Psy, short for Psychic. What’s your name good lookin’?” Psy asked, grinning devilishly. Psy held out a paw, his white teeth glistening. She hesitated, glancing at Psy. Psy rolled his eyes, crossing his paws together. Tapping his foot, his tail flicking uncivilly. “What’s wrong with you foxy mama?” Psy demanded, lowering his brows. “Can you at least tell me your name?” She pondered for a moment, looking down at the ground.
“My name’s Hannah..” She replied quietly. Psy stumbled backwards in astonishment, his mouth dropping open. “No honey bunny, that ain’t gona cut it here.” Psy remarked, eyeing Hannah. Psy smirked, grabbing Tea’s paw and hauling her up, his tail curling around her, placing his nose onto hers. “I’m going to call you Tea, since you’re hot, steaming to be exact actually.” Psy announced, pride gleaming in his eyes.
Tea felt her fur prickle uneasily; the reek of Psy’s breath was outrageous. She stumbled backwards, bonking into something cold and hard. “Ow!” Tea squeaked. Tea spun around only to find herself backing up in awe. She stared in amazement, the Iron Gate looming over her. Psy padded next to her snickering.
“You really are new here, ain’t ya fruit cake?” Psy questioned. Tea’s ears flattened, she was getting irritated. She bit her lip holding back a harsh retort. Psy’s whiskers quivered briefly, scanning the colossal gate. “Like it putty two paws? That’s the entrance to where I work. It’s called the Cannon Creators. We supply the cannons for a few sports we play here. Survivor, and Ffa. I fancy myself with Ffa, I’m not the average mouse with cannons.” Psy bragged his tail swaying back in forth proudly.
Tea rolled her eyes. Adjusting her frame, she spotted a large factory just beyond the gate. Psy’s hazel eyes twinkled with eagerness. “Well…” He began, clearing his throat. “This is an awesome place to work at. You get to see all the dangerous stuff! It’s hot in there though, but I think you won’t have any problems with that, right babe?” Psy asked, a smirk escaping onto his face.
Tea craned her neck, she did want to see the Factory. As if something was calling out to her, a voice in her head. She felt as if she could slip through the gates, and just intrude the factory. Her heart began to pound rapidly. Psy grabbed Tea’s paw, holding it tightly. “Ma Cherie, I can tell you’re desperate to go in. Don’t deny it! Denial is a drug, savvy?” Psy encouraged creating that charming tone. Tea sighed.
“I don’t have anything better to do…” Tea admitted glancing at the Factory.
“All right now you’re speakin’ my language babe!” Psy cheered. Psy approached the gate flicking his tail at Tea, signaling her to follow. Tea obeyed and walked up to him. “Now you see me...” Psy leapt into the air, his muscular feet giving him somewhat of a boost. Psy scrambled up to the top, his body swerving as he hauled himself up. He leapt down onto the ground, sending dust in the air from the impact. “And now you don’t.”
Tea stumbled backwards, her eyes widening with fear. “Psy..” She murmured faintly.
“Baby cakes, don’t worry! Ain’t nothin’ but a chicken wing.” Psy replied trying to offer some encouragement. Tea’s tail lashed bitterly. She forced herself to walk up to the gate, grasping it with her paws. She glanced at Psy, he nodded. He puffed out his chest fur trying to lure her to the other side, grinning.
Fear and aggravation engulfed Tea as she tried climbing up, alas the bars were slippery. Tea grunted furiously, desperately trying to copy Psy. “Sugar plump, calm down I can you’re scrawny enough to fit through the bars, anyhow.” Psy remarked. Tea flinched, glaring at Psy. She didn’t reply but merely bared her teeth. Unfortunately, Psy was right. She slipped through with ease, and walked on, ignoring his false praise. “Way to go mocking Jay!”
Psy personally escorted Tea to the entrance. It was large and framed with a gaudy yellow frame. Tea froze in amazement trying to take in the whole Factory. It was a large room, grey tiles for the floor. A few windows littered around the walls, the sunshine was able to roam into the room lighting it up. Scrolls and posters were also scattered across the walls, there were few cheesy ones and inspirational ones as well. All the mice were dressed in working uniforms. Orange constructive hat, with a small light engraved on the helm. Most were off due to the fact it was sunny. Goggles wrapped tightly across their eyes, and a thin strand tied on the back of the heads, wearing gloves as well. Tea’s eyebrows rose with disbelief.
“This…this is wrong.” Tea muttered. Psy’s tail yet again snuck up onto her thighs, pulling her closer to his side as he stretched an arm across her shoulder. “Psy.. This place is so dull.” Tea confessed, feeling as if her soul had been tainted. She didn’t like it here, no, she loathed it here. She squirmed freeing herself from his grasp. “Psy! This is wrong!” Tea shouted angrily. Psy glanced around nervously, luckily no rats bothered to look up.
“Steamin’ Beauty be quiet!” Psy whispered his voice was stern. Psy grabbed her paw and quickly walked off. Clearly he too was now anxious to leave this room. They entered a slim hallway, the walls were so close together that Tea had to press herself against one of the walls to move as they walked. Thankfully, they entered a larger boarding room. A couple of newly refined couches, a coffee table, and a large door. Tea hesitated, her attention flickering over to Psy, whom was knocking on the door. “Hey chief, it’s me! Your favorite employ! The one, the only Psy!” Psy boasted his voice rising with mirth.
“Come on in, I’m always delighted to see you!” A voice replied. The door quickly swung opened, a paw gesturing for them to come in. The large rat, who Psy called ‘chief’, trotted over to his desk silently as Tea and Psy entered.

[url=]Note:[/url] All the people in this story are real players, except the Chief and the rat in the beginning (epilogue person).

More to come soon, guys! Thanks for reading. c':

I just read this story.
“What’s wrong with you foxy mama?”
Best line ever.
Anyway, keep it up~! <3

Amazing story, im really interested in the outcome of this.

Amazing :3

I never thought mice could have abs...

Besides all the mice abs and boobs, nice story.

I like this story so far, hehe. More please!

Now we need Transforcats.

It's awesome, I love it Leaf :D

Ooo..nice story.. <333

Yay, more has been added. c':

I luv eet. o:

just looking at the comments show this ish good maybye tfm post it one day?

Haha, thanks guys! Means a lot. More to come soon, sorry for the past dates I haven't put anything down.

Bump.