The Cotton Tail Trail

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#4 of Holiday hijinks

starting a new job on Easter is more fun than you might think


Sydny was a twenty-two year old orphan with a dead end job, an apartment with way too high rent and a love life as barren as the sahara desert. She was brunette eight foot seven a hundred pounds soaking wet and she turned redder than a rose if her pale pasty white skin was under sunlight for more than half an hour. She had no ass, no tits and buck teeth on top of it all. As she came home to the fifteenth floor of her apartment building that she was paying far too much for she groaned resting her head against the frame.

"Things are gonna get better." she said to herself with all the conviction of reading a fortune cookie. Unlocking the door and stepping inside after another long day of meaninglessly toiling away as customer service for an insurance agency. It was thankless, demeaning and worst of all pointless because the company had fired her today. Someone else would do the job quicker and without as much heart.

Turning on the light in her one room with a half hearted wave her day was improved by the first thing she saw. On her crappy ikea knockoff table was a small blue foil wrapped egg. "Oh thank god I didn't eat all my chocolate afterall!" she said opening the egg and devouring the sweet in the span of seconds. "Happy Easter to me." she said with just the briefest smile as the simple joy of an unexpected snack cut through the miasma of her day.

"Right on time." came a voice from the corner of the shitty apartment that served as her bedroom.

Sydny was not entirely sure she believed her eyes as she spotted the source of the voice. Laying on her bed was a large rabbit of what had probably once been vibrant blue fur but was now pastel. He (as clearly indicated by the bulge) was wearing a black speedo sporting a white ribbon and black silken cuff bands despite his lack of shirt. Nearly five feet (tall or was it long?) The rabbit was definitely ogling her. Rolling on to his side before turning around with a few hops and bouncing across the floor to her foot the rabbit stood up extending a hand.

"Poter Q Westwell, Easter Bunny." he introduced himself as Sydny took hold of the soft fuzzy hand. "Glad to meet you, miss?"

"Sydny." She replied in a daze, never more glad to not have a family name.

"Ah very well then let's get down to the big questions. First off no you aren't dreaming or drugged or hallucinating." Sydny was not sure that was comforting. "Second, yes I am a rabbit, yes I am speaking english. More importantly though, you want to know what I'm doing here."

Sydny nodded, not taking her eye's off the rabbit.

"Well you see I'm retiring soon. Tonight in fact this is the last Easter I work. By ancient ritual you have been selected to become the next easter bunny." Porter said with a smile.

"Oh... What?!?" Sydny gasped as she finally overcame the numb part of the shock she felt. "How can I be the Easter bunny?!?"

"Well it's a bit of a process but the good news is that it's already started. See there's this long list of criteria that have to be met and you are the only woman who has met them all, but don't worry you are in for a treat."

"I'm not even a bunny!" Sydny protested.

"Not yet." the bunny declared, wriggling an eyebrow. "I didn't used to be one either."

Sydney staggered back as if those words were a physical blow against her and then she saw it. The first step of her becoming the easter bunny was apparently her nails going from ragged and unpainted (who had the time?) to sunshine yellow perfectly manicured claws. Next up was the sunny yellow fur that grew thick and fast from the tips of her fingers and ran up her arms to cover the rest of her. She was still processing that change when her worldview began to shift literally, as if an invisible hand was shoving down on her body she went from leaning over Porter to tilting her head up to meet his eyes. As her body squished her shirt tore into bits by her bosom swelling into the kind of melons she'd dreamed of having as a teen. Her pants ripped as she sprouted a little poof of a tail coupled to her ass pushing out a solid ten inches from her hips. Sydney couldn't help but see as her face pushed out lips, jaw and nose joining into a Lapine muzzle. Finally her ears stretched out into tall cones that were resting atop her head. Now standing at maybe three foot three inches (seven inches if counting from the ears) her tits were bigger than her head and her plump ass resting on equally thick thighs was sufficient to smother a man.

"Holy spit." Sydney declared as she patted her body down ignoring the thrills of pleasure each touch brought as she inspected her fuzzy and plush body. "I look like a love doll." she uttered as she felt herself up and between the fur and the paunch that occurred from condensing her down her body had the consistency of marshmallow as it pressed between her digits.

"Yeah my predecessor was short and stacked like that too." Porter said a smile gracing his features as fond memories played back to him. "Ah well you are certainly looking the part now!" Porter said and despite the strangeness of the situation Sydney found his enthusiasm infectious.

"Now what? Is that all? Where do I start-" Sydney was shushed by Porter's finger resting against her lips. A touch that sent her heart racing.

"So just to clear up any... misconceptions you might have about the position of easter bunny. This job is more about the old rites of virility and fertility aspect than sweets." Porter said his other hand coming to rest against her sex soft digits rubbing her lips tenderly. "Don't get me wrong, that's part of the job too but I think you'll find this next bit very pleasant."

Sydney nodded her body had figured out where this was going even if she hadn't yet. Her hips bucked into Porter's fuzzy blue digits rubbed into her sex further.

"Just wish I could do it myself but well there is a reason I'm retiring." Porter announced stepping back with some regret. Three colorful pops of smoke announced the arrival of his substitutes. A trio of rabbit men.

There was a dark purple furred one thin tall lithe and effeminate. The moment Sydney's eyes trailed down to his cock and the big heavy balls beneath them she knew that he had to taste delicious. Next to the purple bun was a wide muscular spring green beast of a bunny. His cock was thick and drooling, the very sight of it filling Sydney with a raw desire to have it tucked into the tight hole beneath her tail. Between the two unnoticed at first was a dayglo orange runt shorter than her. What he lacked in verticality he made up for in being better endowed than the other two in just about every area.

"They're gonna fuck me right?" Sydny inquired with an unconscious glance down at her new body. She'd never felt so free, she'd never had sex in her life but if her first time was going to be with three bunny men with a fourth in the audience she couldn't care less.

"Meet my boys Tom, Ricky, And Larry." Porter declared and the three boys gave as wave as they were named off. Tom was purple, Ricky was the orange one and Larry was green. "Hoo boy you better believe they are gonna fuck you. Just tell them where to start. "

Sydny grabbed her pussy rubbing her sex at the thought. "Mmkay Ricky lay down for me, Larry get my back and Tom you look mighty tasty."

The three rabbits leapt to obey her commands quite literally in Ricky's case the orange rabbit doing a front flip to lay on his back cock clutched in one hand as if he was offering her a rose. Sydney giggled as she lowered her sopping wet sex over the proffered rabbit rod and experienced a lapse in time as she came from the feeling of taking him alone. Sydney didn't get a chance to really adjust herself before Larry's large paws parted her cheeks, his thick cock rubbing between them for a moment coating her virgin hole in pre before he adjusted his angle and pushed into her. Sydney cried out in pleasure as Larry buried his member in her to the hilt. Her open mouth proved to be too tempting for Tom to pass up his rod sliding over her tongue and effortlessly filling her throat. The sensation should have made her gag instead it made all thoughts of doing anything but closing her lips and squealing with delight vanish.

Tom pulled her forward, her nose nuzzling into the delightfully fruity scent of the purple rabbit groin. The action nearly made Ricky and Larry's cocks slide out of her so Larry grabbed her hips and pulled back. Thus the pace was set with the two tugging her back and forth onto their cocks and Ricky adding in some wild thrusts as suited his tastes. Sydney was in a maelstrom of bliss simply having the cocks of these studs inside her was enough to have her a squealing huffing mess but every thrust was a firework of new pleasures.

The barely sensible part of her brain wondered how she had ever got along without sex. The same part then wondered if she would ever be without it again. All too soon though it wasn't just her cumming her brains out she heard the churn of Tom's balls as his cum flooded her mouth and drooled from her lips. Larry was next, her tail wagging as her guts filled with warm cum. Ricky picked up the pace frantically lifting his hips as he began to spurt.

For a terrible second Sydny thought that it was over. Then Larry grabbed her waist and fell backwards pulling her into his lap as he lay on the floor. She gasped at the empty feeling of Ricky and Tom's lovely dicks being removed, but this as well was short lived. Tom knelt beside her, poking her cheek with his cock before she turned her head. Taking it back into her mouth she noted that he wasn't able to get it into her throat as easily from this angle. Ricky hopped onto her hips and from this new position the fucking was mostly controlled by him and Larry pushing into or out of her. Not that she minded in the slightest.

In seconds it was back to the non-stop orgasm that she had been enjoying earlier but it felt just a little bit better for all the cum lubing her bunny holes sinking into her fur. She was a little confused when a fourth cock pressed itself into the valley of her tits and a pair of hands began to guide her titanic mounds over the hot rod. If she was the slightest bit upset about Porter getting involved she gave no sign as the brothers came for a second time and resumed fucking her without a beat. One might assume her body would grow numb to the pleasure but instead it seemed to build and build with every thrust every moan or gasp or hiss of pleasure. Porter released her breasts as he came his hot seed painting her breasts easily sinking into the thinner fur there. Like breaking dam Sydny's whole body tensed and she experienced a moment of transcendent joy. Her body shook and then went limp as the world faded to black.

Sydney next awoke she was laying on the softest bed she had ever slept on. Briefly she was confused about the inability to see past her breasts till she recalled what had happened. Her recollection was interrupted as a strange and delightful sensation crept up on her. Spreading her legs she felt something round slip from her sex. Reaching between her legs she retrieved a chocolate egg. "Well..." she considered before popping it into her mouth and realizing it was filled with cream. "Mmm okay so this job definitely s some perks." she said, rising from her bed and looking out at the lush green grass island she was on. "Oh yes I think I'll like being the Easter Bunny a lot."