Work In Progress - Magic Show

Story by DJ Raiinb0w on SoFurry

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Working on a story centered around my Bunnygirl Ashton and her man Lucien and how they met.


Disclaimer; This is a story centered around two original chracters and does eventually involve smut. The current version is a WIP to allow others to help me out with what I have so far. Please try to be constructive with your criticisms.

The circus was back in town.

For the majority, this meant time to gather up the kids, make sure you had a lot of money, and get ready to go home tired but thrilled. It was always a big commotion, the schools having centered their four-day weekend over the circus' visits. For businesses, they would sell large amounts of food that the people would take with them, seeing as the circus didn't come with even a popcorn stand. No, they were all about entertainment. Four days of pleasing the town and it's people. Everyone was excited.

Ashton was excited, but not for the circus. The bunnygirl largely ignored her families preparations, such as shopping for new clothes, and opting instead to take advantage of the food sales. Items such as her favorite tiramisu, crab legs, and even pizza had their prices slashed just for this weekend and she was going to get as much as she could. If there was one thing she was great at, it was stuffing her face until she felt so bloated she couldn't move.

Today, she felt in-between the genders. Since she was a little girl, Ashton had days where she felt like she was a girl, and others, like she was a boy. Having such a small chest at nineteen helped with those days of being a boy, but didn't exactly help with feeling feminine. Still, today's outfit would consist of a halter top, a short-sleeved black and blue plaid button-up shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. Shoes? What were shoes? Ashton's feet could most likely walk over shattered glass with no problem. One of the perks of being one of the town's families that lived on a farm.

Adorning one of her ears with a single silver hoop earring was the finishing touch before she left the house, stopping only to pet the family cat.