Bunny Girl
The Bunny Girl is a a monster-girl bunny who takes on the role of an Easter Bunny. Initially shy, the Bunny Girl warms up to the player and shares some special moments with them.
Description
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In Game Interactions
On approach
| A short bunny-girl appears from behind some bushes, hopping about and clutching a basket full of multicolored eggs tightly in front of her muscular, fur-covered thighs. She hops around a few times, peering closely at the ground as if searching for something. Her slow, deliberate hopping comes to an end as she looks up and spots you. The bunny’s eyes widen into shocked dinner-plates, like she’s utterly amazed someone saw her. She freezes completely still, watching you, and you’re given the chance to give her a good looking over.
Starting above the bunny’s hips, her fur vanishes into dusky, olive skin, save for two 'poofs' of fur that ring her wrists like bracelets and a large, fluffy white tail above her butt-cheeks. It twitches nigh-constantly, the only part of the girl that’s moving. Her breasts are small - perhaps B-cups – and pear-shaped. A tight, bright pink nipple perches atop each tiny tit’s fleshy swell, hard from arousal or cold. Her face is human save for a bright pink nose and a few whiskers that sprout from the freckles on her cheeks. The strange woman’s groin is concealed behind the basket, and you find yourself thankful for her modesty. Even though nearly a minute has passed, the bunny-lass is STILL frozen and staring. She hasn’t done anything since realizing that you’re looking at her. Well, it looks like the ball’s in your court. What do you do? Options include:
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Selecting "Talk"
| You slowly introduce yourself, and let the bunny-girl know that you mean her no harm. She doesn’t move until you finish, but as you conclude she visibly relaxes and nods. It doesn’t stop her tail from twitching, and if anything, her nose joins it in twitching, but she asks, “How is it you can see me? I’ve got a lot of eggs to hide and normally no one sees me.”
A shrug of your shoulders is the only answer you’ve got. Does she think she’s some kind of invisible bunny? How crazy is that! She sighs and wipes the sweat from her brow with one of the bracelet-like fur-poofs on her wrist as she tries to explain, “I’ve got all these eggs to get rid of. I’m not supposed to make so many, but I keep going into season over and over again that I make sooo many. The worst part is every time I pop out a few eggs I want to do it even more the next time. It’s like I just want to fuck and lay eggs all day!” Rose color erupts on her face as she drops her basket and covers her mouth, “Did I just say fuck!? EEP!” With her basket no longer in hand, her groin is revealed! A mammoth, 14-inch dong bounces proudly between her legs. It’s veiny and tipped with a narrow head while a pair of egg-shaped orbs bounce in the sack underneath it. She jumps and tries to cover it up again, but all she succeeds in doing is accidentally giving it a stroke. A dollop of pre-cum squirts onto her hand as she moans without thinking, “Ooooh damn I need to breed.” In no time flat she’s on her back, playing with herself and lifting her balls to expose a bubblegum-pink gash. You could 'help' her with that or you could leave. Of course if you leave you doubt you’ll find her again. Maybe a good fucking will clear her head long enough for her to figure out how to leave this land and return to wherever she came from? (If you’re going to sex her, which of her body parts will you use? Options include:
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Selecting "Rape Her"
| You lunge forward off your feet, trying to tackle and pin the poor girl, but at the first sign of movement from you, she launches herself up and back with a powerful hop. She didn’t count on your speed, and you manage to tackle her mid-air. Both of you slam into the ground, the bunny pinned tightly underneath you. Her basket and eggs went flying when you hit her, and now there’s a few dozen eggs scattered in the tall grass. The girl wriggles, trying to squeeze out of your grip, but you hold firm to her as she cries, “YOU MEANIE!”
Your belly feels warm and wet, and as you pull back to examine the bunny, the source of the moisture is revealed. The girl isn’t a girl at all! She’s got a hard 14-inch dick and a pair of bouncing, egg-sized balls that are working quite hard to leak bunny-cum onto you. You reach down underneath the orbs and thankfully find another source of wetness. At least you weren’t completely wrong! You’re dealing with a hermaphrodite, and a horny one at that. Why would she bother resisting when her body is so thrilled to be so close to you? The horny bun-herm follows your gaze and breaks into a slowly spreading grin, revealing a pair of cute buck-teeth as she asks, “Oh, you just wanted to fuck? Why didn’t you just ask? I thought you were going to eat me!” Her confident declaration does little to hide the bright red blush coloring her cheeks, making it clear this situation is a little strange to her. (If you’re going to sex her, which of her body parts will you use? Option included:
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Sex Scenes
Your Vagina
| An anticipatory grin widens across your face as you speedily disrobe, discarding your comfortable clothes in a hurry. Meanwhile the bunny looks on in a semi-aroused stupor, stroking her length with one hand while her other teases one of the hard nubs of her nipples. You sigh with excitement as you position yourself above her, lining up her somewhat angular crown with the entrance to your snatch before you start to drop.
Gasping hotly, you swallow her pointed tip into your depths, feeling the rabbit-like girl’s tip swell and pump out a few more drops of lube. You don’t need any more encouragement. The long, slow slide down her thick bunny-dick is heavenly, as the veins on its surface scratch your 'itch' in just the right way. By the time you’re getting close to the bottom you have to work to encompass her length and girth within your velvet folds and grunt with discomfort from each new inch of throbbing fuck-stick, but you take it all. Your loose, moist vagina is now very loose. While the bunny was content to remain passive up until this point, a fire lights in her eyes now that she’s had a taste of pussy. Her petite hands grab hold of your plush rump while she pulls her powerful, oddly-jointed legs underneath of her. A split second later she pushes up with enough force to bounce you a few inches into the air before you drop down on top of her. Your bodies clap together with a loud squish of copious sexual fluids, and another thick burble of pre warms your cunny. How much pre-cum can she squirt?! You reach down and grab the bunny’s hips for support as she bounces you again, higher this time. A solid five or six inches of her length slide in and out of your cunt before you slap into her, and a split second later, you’re airborne again. She bounces you harder and harder until each thrust of her muscled thighs is launching you nearly a foot off her loins and letting gravity guide you back down her shaft. The eager girl moans, “Ooooh fuckfuckyes... gotta fuck... gotta breed... ungh... eggs eggs eggs!” Eggs? Is she going to knock you up with eggs? The confusion she’s caused actually distracts you from the sex long enough to push back your orgasm, but the amorous bunny-gal pushes herself over the edge with one last thrust, hard enough to nearly launch you from her tumescent cock. You slide back down the exhausted bunny, but don’t feel the telltale spurting and warmth you’d expect to be bursting inside your loose cooter. Sure, there is a trickle of warmth, but your convulsing lover’s rod hasn’t spurted like a male’s organ should. You turn to get a better look at her and notice that she STILL seems lost in orgasm, and her balls are GONE! Your eyes cross from a sudden, massive change in thickness of your lover’s pole. It starts out at your lower lips, spreading them until they’re positively gaping. Muscular contractions in the bunny’s shaft make her dick pulse inside you, slowly pushing the bulge upwards and stretching your muff’s walls as it travels towards your womb. More and more fluid leaks inside of your channel until your legs relax and go limp. It isn’t just pre-cum anymore – it’s dulling the pain and relaxing your body! You can actually feel your cervix starting to open involuntarily as the bulge passes the halfway point. From the distended spot downwards, your cunt hangs loosely around the swollen cock, but another knot emerges at the base and starts to slide up your abused tunnel. Your very loose vagina painfully stretches, the lips now wide enough to gape slightly. The girl underneath you is thrashing and moaning, chanting, “Yes... eggs eggs EGGS! YES!” while her ovipositor-like cock robs you of your strength and slides egg-shaped bulges inside you. Amazingly, your moist snatch is awash with pleasure, and you reach down to caress your clitty a moment before you start to circle it with a finger, teasing it expertly. The futanari rabbit’s dick-head swells as the egg reaches her tip, completely opening your womb, and then with one last explosive push, launches it deep inside you. You get off hard. Despite the drug-induced relaxation that’s overwhelmed you from the waist down, rippling convulsions erupt up and down your vagina, squeezing the egg-spurting cock tightly. This only speeds the passage of the bunny’s second bulge, and in seconds her distended cock-head is stretched wider than before, locking her inside you for a moment. The pair of you rock and grind your hips together futilely until the final egg erupts inside of you, accompanied by a huge wave of whatever it is that’s made your lower body so nerveless. You sprawl out, leaking sexual fluids as your womb closes in around the foreign cargo, closing your cervix to hold in both the eggs. An indeterminate amount of time has passed, but the forced euphoria of your new pregnancy makes it hard to get up just yet. You see the bunny standing up with her dick finally going limp and no balls to speak of. She leans down and gives you a kiss on the lips before whispering, “It’s so good to finally think straight! I don’t know why I went into heat right now, but it’s so much easier to think now that I’ve gotten rid of those eggs. Don’t worry, you won’t be popping out rabbits since you aren’t an easter-bun. Your body will probably absorb them in a few days. Just don’t be surprised if you feel a little bloated or feel a little weird after.” She walks away, her puffy tail twitching with the breeze while your eyes drift closed. |
Her Vagina
| Nothing here yet... |
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| It’d be a shame if both of you didn’t have a chance at a little fun, wouldn’t it? Gripping the dusky-skinned girl, you gently push her down and hover over her face for a moment, playing with the whiskers on her freckled cheeks. Your tickling seems to excite the girl and before long, she’s panting through her buck teeth, her stiffness rigid and pulsing with her racing heartbeat. Flipping over her, you park your legs on either side of her ears and lean down, toward her crotch, savoring the slightly sweet scent that wafts from her sweat-slick body. Her cock is almost intimidating, bulging obscenely in front of you, tiny dollops of pre-cum oozing to the pointed tip in rich bubbles that trickle down her caramel skin. You rest your cheek against the bunny-girl’s root and tentatively lick up her shaft, gathering the stray strands of cum that stripe her dusky dick with snowy white. She gasps and her cock twitches against your face, bobbing back and forth in time to the rapid vibration of her legs. When you taste her cum, it gives you an oddly numb feeling in your mouth, cold and warm at once, but making the flesh inside your cheeks swell a bit, tightening your mouth.
Underneath you, the bunny seems to be admiring your pussy with barely contained lust. The boiling horniness you saw earlier is overpowering her restraint and it’s all she can do to keep herself from jamming her nose into your hot gash. Her long, broad tongue licks up and down your womanhood, hot and wet, her cute little whiskers rubbing against your labia with a maddening tickle. A tremor of uneasiness creeps into you as she runs her long, buck teeth against your supple flesh, but surprisingly, you find that they’re extremely dull and almost feel soft to the touch. As you bring your mouth to her pointed cockhead, she mumbles something about 'eggs' and guides her teeth to your clitty with hungry relish. Using her teeth and her tongue, she strokes your sensitive button like she’s wetting the tip of a carrot. She slips her tongue into your folds with a panting gladness. “Please please please please,” she chants, lips drinking in your moisture with each breath. “Must lay eggs, must breeeeeeed,” she whines before flicking her tongue into your inner labyrinth, flicking rapidly as her buck teeth massage your enflamed clit, every head bob sending shivering weakness through you from the delightfully cold incisors. In turn, you suck all the harder on the bunny-girl’s cock, swallowing a few inches at a time until your mouth feels full of the chocolate girl’s erection. Around your head, she’s drawn her knees up and braces her legs on the balls of her feet. Her lower body vibrates with the bouncing excitement of her twitching calves and it makes the prick in your mouth quiver with a breeder’s anticipation. Her sac rolls this way and that in front of you, oval-shaped balls bouncing in eager appreciation and you can’t help but wrap your hand around them, feeling the radiating heat pouring from the scrotum in the palm of your hand. Gently rolling them in your hand, you can feel the weight of the rapidly filling pouch in your palm. With your thumb, you stroke her bronzed nuts up to the tip of her vagina. The bunny’s clit is as hard and large as the tip of your pinkie and you circle it with your fingers, trying to tease it out of its pink, fleshy hood. Your teasing and prodding may have been ill-advised, you realize, as the bunny-girl’s restraint evaporates like fog on a hot day. Her animalistic instincts kick in and the girl’s bobbing legs become full-sized thrusts. With surprising leg strength, she bucks her hips in increasingly long strokes until her whole butt is bouncing off the ground like fuzzy rubber. You try to compensate, but the girl’s face-fucking jubilation is relentless. In seconds she goes from your tongue to your tonsils to your throat, her conical dick perfectly shaped to slide right into your neck. You begin to choke in response to the sudden intrusion, but the bunny’s trickling pre-cum provides a woozy numbness that relaxes your gag reflex and swells your throat into a soft, squishy tunnel, pulsing with cunt-tightness. Rocking her head in time to her hips, she seems just as eager to earn your orgasm as she is to give you hers. With a gleeful 'squeek' noise she opens her mouth wider than you would’ve believed possible and feeds her broad tongue into your nethers filling you with muscled flesh as thick as a cock, her gently stroking rabbit teeth pressing your over-stimulated clit just enough to send orgasmic shivers through your body. The bunny-girl’s chest rises and falls rapidly, almost as if she’s hyperventilating. You realize she’s gone into a breeding frenzy! Wrapping her legs around your head, she clings tightly to you and flips the two of you around with a hard thud that bottoms out her 14" cock in your throat. Your eyes go wide, too stunned by the caramel pole running from your lips to your stomach to be terribly concerned by the sudden lack of oxygen going to your body. Her balls lurch against your nose as her egg-laying urges turn the bunny into something feral. Every inch of her lean, olive body humps against yours in rapid, tiny hops that keep your bodies bouncing against each other. Her hyperactive overdrive gives a frisky energy to her fucking and sucking. The bunny’s muscled body hops higher and higher, until she’s thrusting nearly a foot of her chocolate prick in and out of your mouth, thankfully giving you enough respite to breathe through your nose between strokes. The spry bunny starts to make you dizzy and the slapping of her modest B-cups against your jugs has begun to leave tingling red welts on your sensitive flesh. Wrapping one arm around her waist, you pull her crotch tightly against your face and bury your other hand into her dripping snatch, bunny lips parting like velvet to your forceful grip. Digging three fingers in, you hook your fingers around and drag them along the girl’s quivering walls until her choked squeals tell you that you’ve found her most sensitive spot. Her gleeful hops cease immediately and her whole body trembles in your embrace. You congratulate yourself on your quick thinking as her cock pulses in your mouth, the girl’s orgasm imminent. To your considerable surprise, however, instead of merely pulsing, her balls begin to swell and one of them pops into her body! You can see an egg-shaped bulge work its way up her abdomen toward her cock and you quickly try to draw your head back. The bunny’s arms shoot to the back of your head and her fingers dig into your hair, trying to force you back down as she moans into your groin. You pull against her grip, the egg-shaped bulge working its way up her shaft just a bit faster than you can distend it from your gut. Drool-slick flesh expands as the protrusion slips past your lips and just as her cockhead slides against your tongue, her narrow corona swells, dilating obscenely. A hot rush of tingling cum erupts in your mouth, gooey strands filling your cheeks, sliding back down your throat, and even bursting from your nostrils in soupy ropes of sticky ejaculate when your attempt to swallow her load closes your esophagus. The girl’s load rolls in your mouth for a moment and you find that the cummy mess seems to have deposited an egg on your tongue! Still possessed by the delirious egg-laying hysteria, the bunny grunts and jams her cock back down your throat, pushing the egg along with it. Your skin mushrooms as the bunny’s load slides down your cum-lubricated neck and tumbles into your belly with an audible, vulgar plop. A feeling of incredible fullness fills you, as if you’ve been swallowing spunk and eggs for hours. You become dizzy from the bunny’s numbing jizz and when her sac deflates as the second egg slides into her dick, you shake your head weakly, as if to say 'no more.' The girl is too far gone in her wanton ardor to take your motion as anything but encouragement, however, and she nuzzles her nose into your vulva, whiskers vibrating with a happy little hum, her buck teeth massaging you enthusiastically, impatient for her own creamy meal. Her hands slide from the back of your head, along your neck, down your back, and to your rump, fingers wrapping around to find your sphincter. Slipping both middle fingers in, she strokes your inner walls with fingers and tongue until your orgasm overpowers your bunny-fucked daze and you climax again, your egg-bloated body spurting in gushing jets of female lubrication into the olive girl’s twitching nose. Her second egg forces its way down your throat with pulsing shudders and you can feel your hips straining against the weight of your overburdened stomach. You’re a little afraid of what the second one will do to you as it slides out of the flared tip of the bunny’s fourteen inches. Maybe it’s the milking motion of the bunny’s head bobbing in happy hops on your clit or maybe it’s the swelling numbness of the eggs, but your body begins to feel hot and your flesh tingles at your scalp and butt. You clench your eyes, grunting through the heat of the bunny’s eggs and, to your surprise, your belly begins to feel like it’s emptying. Your tail jiggles and shrinks, slowly sucking back into your body until only a tiny nub remains which quickly explodes with fluff into a cuddly, twitching bunny tail! The top of your head is next, it seems. Your eyebrows feel like they’re being drawn upwards, your eyes getting larger and larger until you’re almost painfully aware of every color and sound around you. You shake your head and large, floppy bunny ears bounce in front of your eyes. With a happy sigh, the girl rubs your slick honey off of her face and gives your clit a final, pleased lick. She pulls her shrinking phallus from your mouth with a wet slurp, the taste of her cum sweetly icy on your lips. She rises to a crouch and gives your new ears a playful tweak between her thumb and forefinger. “Sorry about that, I don’t know what came over me! I certainly didn’t expect this, though! Kind of makes me want to stick around and see if you and I could pop out more bunnies,” she winks. “But unfortunately, I’ve got to get going! Maybe I’ll try to find you again, some time down the line.” She gives you a moist little kiss and hops away, still energetic after all that. You groan, still recovering from the eggs. |
Lay Your Eggs
| Nothing here yet... |
Your Ass
| Nothing here yet... |
Other Appearances
The Bunny Girl has a special scene where she has been caught by a gnoll, tied up and left to the mercy (or lack of mercy) of anyone passing by.
| Your trek through the plains is interrupted by a shrill, piercing cry that jolts you out of the daydreams that were floating through your mind. The piercing wail of a woman in distress grabs your attention and you hurry over the rising hills to the source of the howling bluster. You weren’t sure exactly what to expect, but as the source of the commotion comes into view, you have to admit this wasn’t exactly what you thought you’d find.
Lying in a shallow valley is a dusky skinned woman. Atop her tanned head, two large pairs of bunny ears flop back and forth helplessly as she shakes her head in frustrated tension. Her long, muscled legs kick the ground in futile anguish, though you notice her feet are long and fuzzy, ending in thick paws with little pink pads underneath. Her arms appear to be secured behind her back by a corded rope that has her bound to a pair of tawny boulders. Between her legs, a fourteen inch erection throbs, fully erect and frothing with thin, gushing pre-cum. It’s a bunny-girl, certainly, but who would go through the effort of tying her up and then just leave? As you approach, she takes notice of you, turning her full attention to you with desperation dripping from every pore of her freckled, olive skin. “Oh thank goodness,” she pants, her tongue lolling under her tiny buck teeth. “You have to help me,” the coffee-colored woman implores. “I was minding my own business when some gnoll lady charged me and knocked me out! When I came to, she’d bound me up and said she was leaving me here as punishment for invading her lands. I’ve been helpless for hours and monsters keep finding me!” You notice that a steady stream of pale semen leaks from between her legs - the sticky aftermath of those who found her before you. Glancing at the ground, there are dozens of footprints in the loamy soil, most of them with cum pooling in the depressions. Considering the cacophony she was making just a moment ago, it’s no wonder everything in the area seems to have found and sated themselves in her. “That’s not even the worst paaaaaaart!” she moans, squeezing her knees together tightly, trying to rub the throbbing back of her untended erection. You notice a small, metallic glimmer at the base of her shaft and realize that the gnoll left her with a bronze cock-ring. With her hands tied behind her, the bunny girl’s been unable to get off throughout a full day of being fucked by anything with a sex drive. A thought strikes you and you look at the boulders she’s bound to a little closer. Sure enough, what you mistook for darkish, strangely spherical stones are, in fact, the bunny girl’s balls. The swarthy surface strains with bloated need, their burden ballooning her taut testes with a throbbing multitude of eggs. “Pleeeeeease! You’ve gotta let me go! The pressure’s unbearable!” You notice a dangerous glint in her eyes as she says it, eyeing your pleasantly plump ass with a frantic madness. You could let her go, if you wanted, or use her like everyone else who’s come before you. Alternately, you could leave her bound and get her eggs out on your own terms. What will you do? |
Option included: (3 choices)
[Free Her] Taking a chance, you step up to the wriggling bunny and inspect her bonds. The girl’s body is covered in a sheen of sweat, her urgent lust pulsing in every inch of her freckled brown skin. Her abdomen is slightly rounded with a pot-bellied pout that you assume must be the seed of the previous Samaritans. Due to her inability to climax, her pussy must be clenching so tightly that only a thin trickle of cum is able to escape. Her cock jerks in the air with every hyperventilating breath, bubbling pearls of pre dribbling from the narrow, spear-like crest. The lustful girl’s balls are even more lewd close up, gargantuan orbs obscenely stuffed with the carnal fruit of her unwelcome, monstrous couplings. She bites down on her lower lip with her prominent front two teeth, her eyes following your motions intently, hoping for the best but braced for the worst.
Gently bending her forward at the waist, you examine the ropes around her wrists. They appear to have been tied with a simple slip knot designed to cinch tighter the harder she struggles against it. The girl’s tuffed tail twitches eagerly atop her supple rump, as she bobs up and down on her large bunny toes. With a few firm tugs, you manage to undo the cords and let her arms loose. You almost expect the bunny-girl to make a grab for you, but she’s so overcome by the need for release, she all but forgets her emancipator. Breathlessly, the energetic hare seizes the constraining loop of metal and rolls it off her shaft with moaning delight, throwing it into the tall grasses triumphantly.
Before the cock ring even lands, she’s sunk to her knees, both hands pumping her length feverishly, coaxing her pent-up reservoirs to sweet release. The behemoth balls next to you churn and gurgle in sympathetic fervor, trembling at the intensity of her passion. A thick bulb forms at the base of her member, the pliant flesh distending to twice its normal girth. Slowly, achingly, the protuberance is forced up her fourteen inch rod, the tip of her cockhead dilating like a gaping mouth. Then, with a loud, gushing pop, the first egg spurts from her breeding pole, shooting through the air at the head of a tremendous fountain of splattering spoo. The showering spray continues in an unbroken outpouring, a river of alabaster arcing and gushing in a throbbing surge that white-washes everything within ten feet of her frontal arc. Countless bright pink eggs issue forth amid the cum geyser, plopping moistly here and there. Some stop in plain sight, others roll into hidden hollows, left for some curious treasure hunter.
Gasping and squealing in unfettered release, the bunny girl continues pumping her torrential spigot with one hand while the other runs across her heaving, glistening breasts, pinching her pert nipples as her big, soft toes dig rutting furrows into the ground beneath her. Her orgasmic throes send spasms of bliss through her whole body, her clenched inner muscles finally relaxing enough to release the jism inside her womb, vulgar globules oozing down her trembling inner thighs.
The frantic pace of her initial discharge ebbs as her hulking testes visibly shrink. She leans up against the wobbling factories, resting atop them like they were hefty, liquid pillows. It’ll take her a while to finish emptying herself completely, but for the time being, she seems content. You give her fluffy tail a playful poof and head back to camp, stooping to retrieve one of the girl’s eggs from the ground as you go.
[Get Egged] Deciding it’d be too cruel to leave her like this, you resolve to put the bunny-girl at ease. However, you’re not so foolish that you’re willing to just untie her - if that hungry look in her eyes is any warning. Stepping up to the wriggling bunny, you inspect her carefully. The girl’s body is covered in a sheen of sweat, her urgent lust pulsing in every inch of her freckled brown skin. Her abdomen is slightly rounded with a pot bellied pout that you assume must be the seed of the previous Samaritans. Due to her inability to climax, her pussy must be clenching so tightly that only a thin trickle of cum is able to escape. Her cock jerks in the air with every hyperventilating breath, bubbling pearls of pre dribbling from the narrow, spear-like crest. The lustful girl’s balls are even more lewd close up, gargantuan orbs obscenely stuffed with the carnal fruit of her unwelcome, monstrous couplings. She bites down on her lower lip with her prominent front two teeth, her eyes following your motions intently, hoping for the best but braced for the worst.
Settling standing in front of her, you turn your attention to the twitching length before you. The thought of letting her empty her eggs into your body flickers across your mind. It’s a mad impulse, you have to admit, but you kind of want to see what she’s capable of. Stripping your inquisitor’s corset and setting it far enough away to avoid potential spills, you carefully place your fingers on the bronze ring around her conical cock. The engorged flesh is swollen with pent-up need and you almost swear it gets a bit bigger when your fingertips press against her bindings. Slowly, carefully, you start to remove the cock ring. Luckily, the steady flow of her pre-cum has lubricated her shaft enough to make the loop’s passage relatively simple. Up, up, up it slides, over bulging veins and over the flared peak of her cockhead until, at last, you peel the cinch from her distressed member. She reflexively bucks at the air, groping for any friction with a weak whimper. You take a deep breath to steady your own accelerating heart rate and prepare yourself.
Stepping forward, you press against the girl, her perky B-cup breasts squishing against your big breasts until you can feel her racing pulse pounding in her chest. Her mouth opens in a wanton moan as you grind against her with your curvy thighs, guiding her pulsing pecker toward your pussy. Pre-lubricated in her own frothy juices, her spear-like head slips easily past your labia, fervent flesh filling your trembling cavity. The girl’s thick pole sends ripples of hot and cold through your gut as her peculiar, almost numbing jism bubbles up inside you. In another moment, you find yourself completely impaled on her turgid length, despite the throbbing girth of her swollen mast. Pressing her backwards, the two of you lean against her supple testes, their soft, pliant surface enveloping her as you straddle the helpless bunny. Testing the tension of her scrotum, you find that the egg-filled sac is firm enough to support both of your weights without causing the girl any pain. Gleefully, you wrap your arms around her waist and push forward, rolling up and over until the two of you rest atop the gargantuan balls like spherical, well-padded bedding.
Atop your perch, bound to the lapin by fourteen inches of caramel-colored flesh, you take a moment to rock back and forth atop the girl. Merely being mounted has taken every ounce of her restraint, but you can tell it’s a matter of seconds before her resolve crumbles. Positioned perfectly to take the full geyser of her gurgling seed, you realize there’s really only one thing left to do. Sliding a hand between her waist and the tender flesh the two of you are balanced upon, your fingers seek out the twitching tuft of her fluffy tail. You find the junction where it meets the base of her spine and bear down on the sensitive point with your knuckles, eliciting a shrieking squeal of bliss from the over-burdened bunny-girl. An intense pressure floods your cunt as her swollen dick distorts under the heft of the emerging eggs. As the first oval bulge travels up her shaft, you grind and slam deeper on her until the narrow point of her jizz-burbling crest presses hotly against your cervix. The sputtering flood of her opiate spunk saturates your inner walls, giving them a yielding elasticity. As the egg nears her tip, you spear yourself down on the climaxing girl’s prominence, feeling her dilating peak penetrating your womb. With an exquisite moan of drugged euphoria, you watch your abdomen bulge as the egg pops free, followed by jets of tingling, liquid passion. Another egg rushes up, followed by another, the pace accelerating as you bounce atop the vivacious hare with fast, short strokes that rub your diminutive bitch-button against her cum-bloated belly.
Egg after egg fills your womb, swelling your abdomen with the heavy load. You pant, finding it difficult to draw a breath with the burden massing in your inner recess, your tongue hanging freely and drool trickling down the side of your mouth. Quite without realizing it, your cock spasms in messy orgasm, spurting ropes of spunk across the bunny girl’s tawny skin like a gooey glaze. Your vision swims and when you blink back the dizziness, you find your gut has bloated to the size of advanced pregnancy. Though her cushioning balls have emptied some of their load inside you, they’re still huge enough to support you both, so you regretfully begin to slide off the bunny girl’s cock, eggs filling the gap her distended shaft leaves. Pausing, with the tip at the cusp of your flush lower lips, you turn around atop the delirious bunny, popping her crest out, a rivulet of cum leaking from your freshly stuffed snatch. With a guiding hand, you steer her surging spout to your shapely, toned backside and drop your full egg-loaded weight on the conical cock. With fresh space to fill, the eggs flow into you once more, one pushing another in a procession up your large intestine. The steady movement of the orbs pushing past your prostate drills another, even messier orgasm from your knee-length, cock, cum arcing into the air to shower down on the two of you in pearl beads.
Time seems to flow from one moment to the next, your consciousness fading in and out as a small deluge of bunny seed loads up your belly as fully as your twitching, clenching womb. You can practically taste the sweetness in the back of your throat by the time the bunny-girl’s orgasm ends. Your body is inflated far beyond anything you could’ve imagined, eggs and spunk leaking from your gravid abdomen. The bunny girl is lost to the world, dazed in a private bliss as her basketball-sized balls slowly push the last few eggs out of her dusky stalk with splattering plops. You couldn’t move if you wanted to, so you just remain on the ground, enjoying the feeling of utter, immobile bounty. Gradually, the eggs in your belly and womb begin to melt, losing their firmness in favor of a fresh flux of raw warmth that wrings a final climax from your overtaxed body.
Your exhausted shaft somehow find the strength for a gushing orgasm of their own, strands of spoo spilling across your own body, white hot spunk bringing a fresh sheen to your sweat-slick milk-udders. Eventually, enough of the eggs melt to let you stand under your own power. You grab your inquisitor’s corset but hold off on putting it on until you have a chance to shrink down to a more normal size. Before you leave, you make sure to remove the rope from her wrists, for when she gathers her orgasm-blasted wits.
[Fuck Her] It’s not often you find a treat gift wrapped so neatly for you; what kind of ingrate would you be if you just turned it down? You step up to the wriggling bunny and inspect her carefully. The girl’s body is covered in a sheen of sweat, her urgent lust pulsing in every inch of her freckled brown skin. Her abdomen is slightly rounded with a pot bellied pout that you assume must be the seed of the previous Samaritans. Due to her inability to climax, her pussy must be clenching so tightly that only a thin trickle of cum is able to escape. Her cony cock jerks in the air with every hyperventilating breath, bubbling pearls of pre dribbling from the narrow, spear-like crest. The lustful girl’s balls are even more lewd close up, gargantuan orbs obscenely stuffed with the carnal fruit of her unwelcome, monstrous couplings. She bites down on her lower lip with her prominent front two teeth, her eyes following your motions intently, hoping for the best but braced for the worst.
You plant yourself firmly in front of the dusky bunny-girl with an easy smile. Loosening your sexy black chitin armor-plating just enough to let your stiffening cock free, you set your hands lightly on her ample hips, guiding your fingertips up her narrow waist and along the slick flesh of her tensed arms. She trembles at your touch, but the boiling lust within her turns the fearful shudder into an orgasmic one in the very next second. In this state, even just the touch of your fingers is enough to set her off, the bound hare’s shaft spasming fruitlessly as the thick bronze of her cock ring holds back the torrential flood of her impotent climax. You wrap your hands around her back, guiding them back down, over the supple mounds of her wiggling ass and across the fidgeting girl’s athletic legs. Hooking one hand under her knee, you hoist up one leg and spin the girl in place, pushing her face-first into her own colossal, egg-bloated ballsac. She lets out a thin “eep!” as her boundless energy sets off another futile bout of struggling against her bindings.
“Please,” she begs, “not more eggssss!” Despite her squeaking protests, the girl’s overflowing urges put a husky, wanton thickness in her voice. She wobbles from one leg to the other, wiggling her fluffy tail as her jutted ass slides up and down your crotch, carnal cravings to breed leaving her little more than a paper-thin ounce of restraint, the frothing mania of lewd depravity electrifying her every nerve. She’s so tightly wound, she doesn’t even notice when you grab her butt cheeks and sink your fingers into the yielding flesh. Some light prodding tells you that her ass is far too tightly squeezed from the tension in her bloated organs to have any hope of penetration. Her snatch is nearly as secure, but the drooling seed of her earlier suitors, along with her own glistening honey should provide all the lubrication you need. The slimy spunk of countless suitors is warm against the throbbing flesh of your cock and you grimace at the vulgar goo that washes over your flesh.
With a grunt, you force yourself into her, pulsing phallus parting her overwrought pussy lips in a spearing thrust. The bunny-girl gasps, her control suffocated under the fathomless ocean of her keening lust. She bucks wildly against you, desperate to hilt your small shaft as swiftly and fully as she can. Her stomach bulges while ropes of spunk splatter out of her stuffed cunny, displaced by your girth. It’s amazing she’s so frisky after being taken so many times, you consider with delight as you grasp her slender waist to set her pace to your own. Before long, you have her thrashing in ecstasy, a writhing parade of unfulfilled orgasms setting her body ablaze, her inner walls virtually vibrating around you while rivers of spunk flow down her legs, painting her darkly freckled thighs ivory. Reaching your own threshold, you lean forward, pressing your cheek against hers, the intake of your breath hissing between your teeth. She instinctively understands, slamming her ass against your waspish hips with as much force as she can muster.
You orgasm, your ample shaft erupting inside the frenzied woman’s womb with thick gouts of heavy seed flooding her semen-gorged cunt with fresh issue. She bucks helplessly as her gut swells under your load, bulging enough that her belly button turns outward as the cum oozing from her pussy gushes between the two of you No sooner has your spunk taken root inside her, than the bunny’s already colossal testes tremble anew. Before your eyes, they balloon even larger, fattening with the profit of your claim. You remain inside her a moment longer to marvel at the impossible bulk of her egg-stuffed body, before withdrawing and stepping back to clean yourself off. Bulbous dollops of spunk bubble from her cunny as she impotently grinds her shaft against the mammoth bulk of her stoppered balls. Satisfied, you head back to camp, leaving the bunny to the mercies of the next rescuer.
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