The Grease Pitt Rabbits
You find yourself in a strange bar, filled with all kinds of people you don't want to mess around with. Yet, one group in the corner draws your eye. Rabbits, who seem strangely out of place here. Wonder what they want?
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You look around the bar again. Most of the patrons are what you expect with a name like the Grease Pitt. Big orcs, boars, wolves, coyotes and the like. But out of the corner of your eye you see a part of the club the other patrons are avoiding.
Moving a bit away from the crowd, you peek over and blink at what exactly you see. An entire corner filled with bunnies.
A crowd of around twenty snow white, fluffy rabbits sitting around and messing around. All of them look disturbingly similar. All of them are dressed similarly too.
They paws bare and open for all to see, no shirts at all and wearing pants or shorts that looked like they needed a tailor badly, with cuts and chunks missing.
One of the rabbits, who had a toothpick in his mouth and a bandana wrapped around his head looked at you and smirked.
You blinked and walked closer. As you approached, all the Rabbits stopped whatever they were doing and looked at you, their eyes a shimmering ruby color.
"Well well, what have we got here?" the bandana bunny said
"Looks like fresh meat boss!" one of the other rabbits said, sounding almost identical to their boss
"That he is" the rabbit chuckled "After all, if he knew who we were, he wouldn't have come closer to us" he clapped his fluffy hands together and a bunch of the rabbits sitting on the floor stood up and made a wall behind you, blocking your way out. "The Warren takes any who enter our turf, new blood. And that's exactly what you just did. Get him!"
The rabbits sitting around the boss jumped out of their chairs and leaped at you, grins on their faces. You scream in shock as they grab your arms and legs, knocking you to the floor as they hold you in place.
"Get him ready," the boss said calmly. The rabbits holding you nodded and pulled out knives and started slashing at your clothes. Your shirt was obliterated, your shoes were ripped off your feet and torn apart and they went to work on your pants.
They slashed and tore it until it looked like a complete mess, just like theirs. You struggled to break free of the grip of the bunnies and screamed for the other patrons to help. But they just ignored you.
"Don't bother new blood" the boss rabbit said as he stood up and walked closer to you, a grin on his face "they know better than to fuck with the Warren."
You whimper as he looks at another rabbit and snaps his fingers.
"Time for your first recruitment, 23" he told the other rabbit "Make your boss proud!"
"I will sir!" he said, in an identical voice as 23 walked right next to your head. He lifted his paw and held it above your face, wiggling his toes as he smirked at you. "Take a deep breath, New blood!" he said before he squished right on top of your nose.
You moan as the musk from his paw rang out all over your face. It seeped and spread all over, not only your face, but through your whole body.
23 wiggled his toes again, sticking your nose in between them
"Take a deep sniff" he said, and you had no option but to obey. The smell sent tingles through your head and made you giggle as you took more and more breaths. Snow white fur began to sprout around the paw as you kept sniffing and laughing, spreading fast like fire through your entire body.
Your ears itch as they were sucked back into your head and moved to the top of your head, sprouting up with a boing.
"Having fun, New Blood?" 23 asked with a smirk. You giggled and opened your mouth to answer, only for him to put his toe inside. "Suck" he commanded. You obeyed without hesitation, lightly suckling on his toe as the changes through your entire body continued.
You grew shorter and shorter as the fur spread down to your crotch, sending tingles as it coated your cock as well.
Who needs height? Being tall is overrated! A voice sounding a lot like the boss rabbit's said in your head, and you couldn't help but nod along to it. Being tall was overrated!
23 smiled and took his paw off your face, much to your sadness. You stuck your tongue out, hoping to get one more lick, but it was no use. Instead you looked down and saw your belly covered in fur.
Isn't that a lot better? The voice whispered again Pretty, tough bunny fur instead of that crap you had before?
"Yeah....a lot better" you said, not noticing your voice became a bit more high pitched as you spoke. You trembled as the changes reached your feet and they grew in front of your eyes. They became longer as toes fused to become 3 and pads grew at the bottom.
Perfect paws the voice whispered The paws of a bunny. There is no better thing than the paws of a bunny
"Yeah... Nothing better..." you muttered, drooling at the sight of your own new feet, not noticing your voice now sounded almost identical to the one inside your head.
Nothing better than being a rabbit! Of being one of many. Of serving your boss
Nothing better.
Serving him, doing crimes for him, making more bunnies for him, servicing his glorious paws, worshipping his magnificent cock. He is the One. The greatest of all bunnies. And it is your purpose to serve him.
Memories of everything the voice described flooded your head. Servitude under the Warren's boss. Of robbing travelers under the One's orders. Of dragging prisoners to the Warren's lair to have them converted into new rabbit brothers. Of servicing his back and paws as he inducted the newly created bunnies into the fold.
You looked around and no longer did all the rabbits seem creepy in how alike they looked. They looked sexier because of it.
The One makes all bunnies in his image.
That made sense! They were sexier because they looked like the Boss! And the boss was the most handsome being you've ever seen! Of course he'd make you and the others look like him!
That's all you've ever been. A horny, obidient, dumb bunny that serves the One.
You nod along with each word as your memories are replaced. Adventures become raids. Naps become orgies with your fellow rabbits. Relaxation becomes your weekly turn at servicing the One.
Even your name is forgotten. Names mean nothing to bunnies like you. You are all just copies of the superior. Copies don't need names, they have numbers.
"Get up, 45" the voice of your boss snaps through the haze your in. You blink and grin as you see him standing over you "Wake up you lazy bun"
"Sorry boss!" you apologize in the same voice he has. hopping to your feet "Must have had too much to drink!"
"Don't think you're the only one," your boss said, patting your fluffy shoulder. The mere touch of him sent waves of pleasure through you, and it took all your self control not to cream yourself right there and then. "I think it's time we head back. Everyone! Pack up!"
"YES SIR!" all the bunnies, you included, shout. You all rush around, grabbing everything that belongs to the gang, and a few extra things that don't. But who's gonna stop you? Everyone at this bar was scared to death of the One. as well they should be!
Soon, the entire group is pilling out the door, in a single orderly line behind the One, each of them stepping in rhythm with the others as you head back to the gang's home.