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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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It’s been a while since I did a holiday themed story, so I just had to do one now. Yes, this is technically a follow on to “Sweet Tooth” ;3

SoFurry: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1965647

FurAffinity: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/51390943/

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“Stupid fucking holiday, should just tell Kelly the Easter bunny isn’t real…Santa too, come to think of it” Miranda grumbled as she skulked around their back yard late at night. Bill had fallen asleep in front of the television again after another long day of work, thankfully so had their daughter, Kelly. Bill was meant to be the one hiding all the colorfully painted chocolate eggs, but as he was still working through the holidays and she wasn’t, Miranda felt guilty asking him to do it. So, while he slept in the warm, cozy comfort of his lounger, she was outside in her bathrobe and nightgown hiding the damned chocolate eggs in bushes and trees, just so their precious little angel could hold onto her childlike innocence for one more day. Goddamn was she ever going to have to repay her folks later, when she was grown up and they were retired.

She had to admit, it was a nice peaceful night at least, not much cloud cover so the night sky was a blanket of twinkling stars, it looked almost magical. Especially with the full moon, a full moon which cast enough light to make it easy enough for Miranda to not have to use a torch to see what she was doing. It was also bright enough to alert her to movement down behind their large wooden shed at the far end of their garden. There had been a few break-ins in their neighborhood lately, nothing major mind you, just stuff that went missing from people’s gardens. No one had a clue who the perpetrator was, they were very sneaky about it and didn’t leave any clues as to their identity. Cautiously the small, curvy brown bear with her long blond hair done up in a bun, made her way toward the shed and peered around the corner. The side door was open, so someone must have snuck inside and was probably looking for tools or other items to pilfer. Hopefully it wasn’t some junky just looking for wood glue to huff, that was not something she wanted to deal with tonight of all nights.

“Not on my watch, asshole” Miranda growled softly as she picked up a shovel to wield as a weapon. She knew she should probably call her husband, probably even the police, but she didn’t know what she was facing just yet. Bill was close enough to hear her if she screamed anyway, same with their neighbors thankfully. With one hand tugging her fluffy pink robe tighter about herself, Miranda slowly made her way toward the open door and peered inside. There was thankfully only a single figure in the shadows, he appeared to be hunched over and looking along Bill’s workbench for something. “Hands up, dick head!” she snarled as threateningly as she could. The stranger froze in their tracks, slowly rising up to their full height and turning to face her.

“About time you showed up” the stranger said as he turned to face her. He raised a hand and snapped his fingers, which instantly illuminated the room when the singular lightbulb overhead came to life. Miranda jumped as the shed door slammed shut behind her unexpectedly, probably from the wind she thought. The sudden noise caused her to drop her shovel in the process.

“Who are you?” She growled again, trying to remain confident, though now that she saw how big the stranger was, she wasn’t so sure. He was easily a head taller than her, perhaps even as tall as Bill was, at least when he wasn’t slouching.

“I’m Aaron, the stand-in Easter Bunny” the tall, dark and admittedly handsome lapine replied. He had the darkest and richest chocolate colored fur she had ever seen, it looked so soft and silky smooth too. The bunny also had such deep and piercing blue eyes which almost made her weak at the knees, if he wasn’t an intruder in her home, she might have perved over him a little under normal circumstances. The large rabbit looked like something out of a pinup calendar, wearing nothing but a pair of bright green slacks which were held up by a pair of red suspenders. His broad, toned and well-defined chest was on display, showing his strong build and muscles as they flexed with his every movement.

“The fuck you are” Miranda tried to snap back, but it was of no use. Every ounce of confidence had left her voice, her words came out not only softer than intended, but there was also a note of something else she dare not consider. She had also somehow backed herself into a corner and Aaron had taken advantage of that fact as well as he almost guided her back into a corner without her noticing. The large rabbit now loomed ominously in her personal space, staring down at her with a deviant smile. His eyes were truly mesmerizing in such close proximity, they seemed to stare right through Miranda, laying her every secret bare in an instant. She could already feel her heart flutter, beating hard inside her chest as she swallowed hard. No matter how much she wanted to or tried to, she just could not tear her gaze away from those gorgeous blue eyes of the handsome rabbit.

“I so fucking am” He smiled sweetly at the married bear, while his hands reached out to gently pry the front of her gown open, to reveal the skimpy nightgown she had on beneath. The thin material doing little to hide her heavy bust and her natural curves. Already her nipples were stiff and poking through the thing material, though as much as she tried to convince herself it was just from the coolness of the night air, part of her knew that was not the truth at all.

“What do you want with me?” she asked with a shiver, even his touch felt…electric. She didn’t know why she felt herself getting turned on by this, simply by the threat of what he might do to her. She was happily married for Chris’sake! But images of the rabbit ravaging her would not be denied as they raced just behind her eyes, filling her mind and unable to be stopped.

“Revenge!” Aaron leaned down to almost growl into her hear, one of his hands shamelessly brushing across the flare of her hip and reaching behind to grope at the ursines backside. His strong fingers indented into the firm, yet soft flesh of her posterior, almost possessive in a way.

“Revenge, for what?” A confused Miranda asked, after swallowing hard. She knew she should fight him off, at least say something to stop him. But her arms remained limp at her sides, her voice refusing to say the words to preserve the sanctity of her marriage. Did she want this, did she actually want him to do what he seemed intent on doing to her? Even the thought of Bill, her devoted husband, snoozing lazily in his chair only a couple feet away was not enough for her to raise her voice and denounce such thoughts and ideas.

“My girlfriend, Belinda” He offered, leaning back to watch her expression. But when she remained seemingly confused, he continued. “You don’t know, do you? Your husband fucked my girlfriend” the rabbit snarled angrily. “She was the trainee Tooth Fairy assigned to collect your daughter’s lost tooth. Only, your brute of a husband caught her and fucked her ten ways from Sunday” Aaron continued on. “She was still filled with his seed like a goddamn Twinkie by the time she got home to me. Poor girl couldn’t sit right for nearly a week!”

“What?” Miranda asked in stunned surprise, this had to be some sort of a joke. There was no way Bill would ever do something like that, but with a goddamn Tooth Fairy? This guy had to be high on drugs or something, or at the very least, not very mentally stable. For her own safety, Miranda decided just to play along. “I’m sorry to hear that, but what does that have to do with me?” she eventually asked.

“Your husband fucked my girlfriend, so now I’m going to fuck his wife” the handsome rabbit replied with a lecherous grin.

“You can’t do that, I’m married!” she tried to plead with him. Though that only seemed to spur the rabbit on more, she could feel the sizeable bulge he was sporting as he ground it against her hip, pinning her between it and the workbench behind her.

“To borrow the line your husband used on Belinda, technically I don’t exist, so this isn’t cheating” he answered, before pressing his lips to hers in a heated kiss. Miranda couldn’t help herself, his lips tasted sweet and soon her resistance was failing. His scent was intoxicating, even overpowering to mask the scent of paint and dust in the shed, strong enough to make her head spin and feel light. She wasn’t even aware when his hands had pushed her robe back and off her shoulders, to let it drop in a pile on the dirty floor. Or even when he had lifted her nightgown up and off her curvy frame, she was feeling so hot and excited that she no longer felt the chill in the air around her.

Before she knew it, Miranda was laid out on her back atop the workbench, her thighs resting over the rabbit’s shoulders while he skillfully tongued her married cunt like he owned it. Bill had never been so keen to eat her, even when he did, he was never this good. But Aaron seemed to know all the spots to make her groan and squirm, enough so that she even began to dig her heels into his shoulders to pull him in closer. It soon became clear that Aaron fully intended to give her an evening she would never forget, even when he brought her to her first climax, the rabbit didn’t stop or even so much as slow down. He kept feasting on the married bear pussy until she was begging him for mercy.

Only once Miranda was begging him pathetically for mercy would he relent and stand up between her thighs. Any brief notion that he had satisfied his need for revenge was soon dashed, when a heavy, meaty length slapped down against her inner thigh. The small brown bear raised herself up onto her elbows to stare at a girthy ebony shaft that nearly reached her navel.

“No…that’s too fucking big…” was all she could say. Admittedly, part of her wanted to feel it inside her needy cunt, but a part of her mind was still screaming at her and reminding her that she was married and this was wrong! But it didn’t matter what she wanted; Aaron didn’t wait for her to try stop him either. He simply pulled his hips back and let the weight of his impressive cock guide his tip lower, until he felt her slick petals kiss at it, only to buck forward and sheath half his member deep inside her. Miranda’s back arched from the workbench as she cried out in pleasure, briefly aware that she might alert her husband or even the neighbors with the sound. But she couldn’t stop herself, especially not when Aaron pulled back a few inches, only to reverse direction and buck the remainder of his length deep inside her. She swore she felt him almost pop her belly button out from the inside with how hard and how deep he sunk his turgid member between her thighs. He was goddamn thick, she had never been so full or so stretched before, almost feeling like she would burst at the seams. There was a slight edge of pain or discomfort, but not enough to make taking the impressive rabbit cock unpleasant.

“Gonna show you how bunnies fuck” Aaron snarled with a slow and lewd grind of his hips between her thighs, his arms firmly gripping about her legs to hold them tightly against his chest and over his shoulders. Miranda had never felt anything like it in her life when he started, she was vaguely aware of fucking machines people used to get off on the internet, which was as close as she could describe what Aaron was doing to her. Only, he alternated his pace and angle every few strokes, making sure he hit every one of her sweet spots to keep the married bear almost howling in pleasure. Her own hips bucking and squirming against his relentless assault, the ursine unable to remain motionless with the jackhammer style pace of being fucked.

Amazingly, no one came to see what the noise was all about. Even her own ears were starting to ring with how loud she was wailing and moaning, while her pussy was being pounded damned near into dust by the rabbit. Her full breasts even bounced and swayed with the force of Aaron’s thrusts, she would have held onto them herself if she wasn’t so worried of slipping off the workbench, that she was gripping the sides of the workbench so tight that her knuckles were going white beneath her fur.

Even when she felt the rabbit’s thrusts slow down a little and a splash of added warmth erupt deep inside herself, she thought he might be finally finished with her. The fact that the stranger had just cum unprotected inside her didn’t quite register just yet, only the fact that he was starting to pick up the pace again without so much as a breather between fuckings. Miranda’s eyes went wide as she stared up at him, with no small measure of surprise. He obviously knew what she was thinking, instead of answering her unspoken question, Aaron simply resumed fucking her until he forced another unwilling climax from the married brown bear. Then another from him, followed by one more from her as he traded one for one with Bill’s wife. He was fucking her for so long and so hard that eventually her cunt started to ache, she had never been pounded so hard for so long before and it showed. She hadn’t known such a thing was possible before tonight, she often thought it was just an exaggeration people used in porn.

“Mercy, please…my pussy…” she panted and almost whined, reaching up to press a hand against the center of his chest to stop him. Even just lifting her arm felt near impossible with how weak she felt, he had fucked all her strength from her it felt like.

“Alright, I won’t fuck your pussy anymore” Aaron replied with a grin, as he withdrew his length from her aching cunt. He also let her legs drop down, allowing the married bear to stand, albeit a bit wobbly on her feet now.

“Thanks…” Miranda barely managed to say, before Aaron turned her around and bent her over the table without warning. He quickly grasped both her wrists and tugged them back behind her back, so he could grasp them both in one of his large hands, while his other guided the blunt tip of his slick cock under her short stub of a tail. “Hey!” she growled threateningly, only Bill got to do that to her and even then, not that often!

“Just returning the favor, Bill fucked Belinda up the ass as well” Aaron revealed, while slowly pushing his thick cock slowly between the married bears plush rump cheeks. His grin grew as he heard her hiss in discomfort, not having been prepared to take anything under her tail. God she was tight, perhaps tighter than even Belinda was somehow. “Just relax, I’m not real remember, this isn’t really happening” he teased, as he continued to shove thick inch after thick inch of his member deep into her guts. Eventually, his hips met her plush behind and held still for a moment, enjoying the feeling of her little opening fluttering around his shaft as she tried to get used to her rectal invader.

Aaron didn’t give Miranda much time to adjust however, as he soon began to move his hips. Thankfully this time at a much slower pace than before, but he was already quickly building up speed. It didn’t take long before his hips were almost a blur with how fast he was fucking the married woman’s behind, his hips clapping against her buttocks unrelentingly. Thankfully Miranda wasn’t new to this particular act, Bill was a bit of a perv and had gotten her into it as well, but usually he only got to stick it in her butt after a lot of foreplay and usually only on special occasions or as a reward for helping out around the house. That reminded her, he still needed to unpack the dishwasher and clean the lint trap in their washing machine…

Even still, despite his cock being bigger than her husbands, Aaron’s rapid pace of butt-fucking didn’t actually feel as bad as she expected. Hell, she could even feel that familiar, but odd sensation of a climax building within the pit of her belly. It felt similar to a normal climax, just slower building but more intense. At points it felt like her stomach was about to rise into her throat then drop to her knees, as if she were on a rollercoaster. At other times, it just felt like a white-hot explosion on the verge of going nuclear. She needed so badly to cum, but she also didn’t want to cum, not from this. But no matter how hard she fought, she was being shoved inexorably closer to the edge of the cliff, until with a lewd almost feral snarl, the married bear came hard.

“Knew you were a butt slut” Aaron mocked as he felt her climax spatter across his heavy balls tapping against her pussy below. He did so love making these MILFs squirt from taking his truncheon where the sun didn’t shine, this time especially, he finally got his revenge! Mortals were so fun to bend and break, he would definitely have to revisit her next Easter and see if she still remembered him. Usually, their magic didn’t allow mortals to remember their interactions, but Aaron was determined to make her remember this night for a long time. “Aww, shit…” the rabbit huffed when he felt the married ursine slump down onto the workbench, it seemed he had done too good a job on her and she had passed out!

When Miranda eventually awoke, the sun was just starting to peek over the horizon. She was still nude and bent over the workbench. Flashes of the handsome rabbit briefly flashed through her mind, but there was no sign of him now, which had her briefly thinking the events of last night were nothing but a dream. At least, that was until she spotted the basket of colorfully painted chocolate eggs, along with a note.

Bill awoke with a snort as something heavy dropped into his lap; rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he looked down to see a basket of Easter eggs. “Belinda and her boyfriend send their regards” he heard his wife mutter angrily as she headed toward their bathroom to take a shower. When he turned about to watch as she walked away, he spotted a curious white mess between her buttocks and trickling down her inner thighs.

“Happy Easter, from one Twinkie lover to another!” the note read.