Good Sissies Don't Cum - Epilogue [Comm]

Story by Horatio Husky on SoFurry

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#6 of Good Sissies Don't Cum [Comm]

WARNING: VERY NSFW CONTENT AHEAD! THIS MATERIAL IS 18+ ONLY! DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE UNDER 18!

DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are adults.

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Gabriel knows that little sissy bunnies don't make stickies in their princess pampers, but Mommy Antoinette is there to remind her and keep her well behaved! Of course, that isn't always easy with the need to use her princess hole regularly and all, but little princesses have to learn to be patient sometimes. At least she won't have to worry about making any unwanted stickies for a long, long time. ~<3Contains: Diapers, Sissy, Subordination, Humiliation, Anal, Enema, Chastity Cumming, Forced Messing/Wetting, Bondage, Forced Infantilism, Sub/Dom, Fantasy, Chastity,Rating: 18+

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Good Sissies Don't Cum

By Horatio Husky

Featuring Gabe, the Sissy Bitch Bunny

Epilogue

Gabriel's whole body felt as if it were floating on a cloud. The day had been long and tiresome, he felt as if every single inch of his body and mind had finally been given a chance to relax and ease from any tension whatsoever.

Antoinette's heartbeat gently thudded against her chest, translating into Gabriel's ear as a calming, secure feeling of intimacy.

The bovine had swept him up in her arms, gently tutting her tongue as she commented on her baby bunny's apparent fatigue.

"Oh dear, we've got a little tuckered out bunny on our hands. Looks like somebody got a little bit too much stimulation today, huh? Don't worry honey, Mommy's got you."

Half asleep already, he had been scooped up gently from underneath his armpits, a firm hand quickly appearing on his bottom to support him from underneath, and she gently lay his head on her shoulder as she walked over to the armchair where they now rested.

Gabriel had attempted to mumble of protest at being handled like such a baby, but Antoinette had only to give him a soft squeeze in her embrace and his complaints had quieted.

He lay there, embraced in her strong arms and gently rocked back and forth.

The cow understood fully the mindset her charge was in, and wanted to take every advantage of the vulnerable and loving state Gabe was presenting himself in.

She leaned her head down, bringing her lips to the outside of the bunny's ears as she rubbed his tummy gently with the other hand.

Her lips parted, and she whispered in a voice like honey as Gabriel's eyes opened just a small bit in reaction to her movement.

"I love you, my little baby bunny."

His cheeks flushed red, but this time he didn't feel as if he was embarrassed. A small smile spread across his face as he nuzzled himself deeper into her embrace, to which she responded by bringing him even closer to her inviting chest.

To his slight shock, but not surprise, he found his lips being greeted with the teat of his right nipple.

His eyes opened now, and he gazed fully into his caretaker's face. Love, gentility, and kindness seemed to radiate from Antoinette's face as she smiled gently, as if waiting for Gabriel to accept her invitation.

Cheeks still slightly crimson, he moved his attention down to the nipple in front of him, his diaper crinkling faintly as he shifted slightly in her embrace.

Tentatively, he accepted it into his mouth. He gave an experimental suckle, and was only a little surprised when the milk poured into his mouth and onto his waiting tongue.

It only took a few seconds before Gabriel once more lay in her arms, utterly relaxed and suckling from her breast.

She cooed over him, whispering sweet nothings into his waiting ears and praising him for being such a good little baby bunny.

The warmth of the sweet milk filled Gabriel's insides. Before he could stop himself, a sigh of satisfaction escaped his lips, and he withdrew from Antoinette's breast, sounds of happiness escaping his lips as he cuddled closer to his caretaker.

Antoinette beamed broadly, putting away her nipple and tugging the bunny with a crinkly tush closer to herself as well.

Antoinette trailed one of her fingers along the bridge of Gabriel's nose, lifting it up and gently booping him on the tip of it.

"You're such a sweet little thing, you just want to be held and snuggled by Mommy, hmm?"

Bowing her head slightly downwards, she deposited a gentle smooch on the bunny's forehead, the beam never leaving her face as she saw the bunny give a small smile in response to her affection, his eyes still closed, slowly slipping into peaceful slumber.

"And who could blame you, little things like you deserve all the love and attention in the world anyhow."

They sat there for a few minutes longer, bathing in the comfortable silence as they both fed off of each other's warmth, Gabriel feeling as if he were cocooned in Antoinette's arms.

He felt safe and sound with the knowledge that his Mommy would look after him, because she loved each and every inch of her little bunny.

Gabriel didn't remember Antoinette standing up, but all of a sudden he felt her grasp on him loosen and himself being lowered.

He opened his eyes slightly, not wanting to let her know that the movement had woken him up, and what greeted him between his slit eyelids were the familiar bars of his crib.

He felt a heavy blanket being moved over him as he sank deep into the mattress. Just before the blanket was brought up to his chin, he felt the bovine gently raise up his right arm, and deposit something large and soft into his embrace.

He soon realized that it was his favorite stuffed animal, Oscar, that now was snuggling him next to him.

He hugged him close, feeling his mind already slipping back into sleep as the blanket was moved over him, and he heard the bars of the crib being raised up to their locking position with a click.

The muffled footsteps of his caretaker followed soon after as she exited the room, turning around to stick her head in one last time before she shut the door.

"Good night my love, sweet dreams now."

And with that, the door to his nursery shut, and the tuckered bunny drifted off into one of the most peaceful slumbers he would ever remember having the pleasure of experiencing.