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Part 1: The Heist

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It was rather cozy down in the sewers. A simple brick chamber decorated with graffiti and an old couch to furnish the place, which also conveniently soaked up the glowing slime that dripped from the ceiling periodically. It wasn't much but it was also in gross violation of all health and safety codes.

The peculiar bunny was as much a fixture here as the old broken CRT tv in the corner. CB was what he went by. Nickname, alias or otherwise, nobody knew and he wouldn't say. Ragged jeans, hands buried in his hoodie and long, floppy ears spilling from a beanie perpetually glued to his head. Short and plump, his fur was a purple color while hair of a darker plum tone fell in a mop over his eyes. Lounging back on a trash bag stuffed with packing peanuts, he let the dank sewer weed smoke drift from his nostrils at a leisurely pace.

Footsteps sounded on the sidewalk above as a shadow eclipsed the daylight streaming through the bars of the sewer grate over his head. A jingling noise as the passerby dropped some change. A coin rolled down and into the sewer, to bounce off the bunny's nose. He caught it, turned it over in his fingers a few times.

There were days when CB had to wonder if there was more to life than lounging around the sewers getting high as a kite. A whole city bustled just over his head, bustling with opportunities...money. Could this be a sign? Just a carrot on a stick? Should he be more ambitious or just say fuck it to another day?

The coin glinted in the sunlight as it flipped up and then back down. Catching it and seeing the result, a sharp grin crossed the bunny's face.

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At the mouth of an alleyway, the purple bunny hopped up onto a trash can and surveyed the sleeping city. Not a soul in sight up or down the street. No lights on in the building across it. But somewhere inside, locked up nice and tight, was his ticket to the rich life.

The journey from Lv.1 Crook to Lv.100 Crime Hare would begin with a heist. And how would he would accomplish that? As the old saying went, the sewer always provides.

Hoisting up an old burlap sack, he tossed it over a shoulder and scurried across the street to take cover behind some bushes. Out came a huge, frighteningly girthy rainbow dildo with a rope attached. The first couple throws bounced off the wall but finally the suction cup struck the right way. He huffed and puffed his way up the wall to a small vent, dismantled with a rusty screwdriver and then crammed himself inside the opening.

Crawling along through the vents, it was only moments before he paused and lowered his face to a grate in the bottom. The view offered a peek into a chamber below, pitch black. His flashlight swept over a square, empty room with bare concrete flooring. The safe was located, tucked into a corner and unguarded. A little safecracking was all that stood between him and whatever fortune it was stuffed with.

Ziplining down into a room was not as graceful as the movies made it look. Squeezing out ass-first, he dangled upside down spinning and flailing with a fart or two slapping out of his cheeks on the way down. Eventually he ended up on the floor in a heap of purple pudge, which managed to collect itself after a moment.

The safe's door shined under the flashlight. Flopping an ear over top of it, he listened carefully while he began to manipulate the dial. It seemed like an eternity before the door clicked at last. He staggered back as it swung open and the treasure spilled forth at his feet.

Tighty whities. He stretched them between his hands. A sock, a sweater..the real treasure was clean clothes all along?

Or maybe this place wasn't a bank after all. The flashlight swept over shelves, racks, cleaning supplies. The bunny shrugged. Having planned all this while stoned into the next dimension, mistakes were inevitable he supposed. And maybe there was still something interesting to swipe since he was here.

But now there was a muffled click and light was visible under a door that had escaped his notice. From the other side, hoofsteps approached. He had seconds to react before the garage doorknob began to turn.

The door swung open, followed by buzzing fluorescent light flooding the room.

A tall, skinny cervine blinked a few times in the doorway. Clad only in a towel and fresh out of the shower, his eyes narrowed at the pile of clothes. He nudged it with a hoof a couple times and then glanced around the room scanning for anything else out of place. He didn't see anything but there was an odd creaking sound, to which his frown deepened. It grew louder and more urgent, until he figured out that the sound was coming from directly behind him.

Whirling around, the buck looked to the shelves overhanging the washer and dryer. Immediately he spotted the burglar who had crammed himself up there, equipped with a roll of duct tape and an oddly disturbing fanged smile.

Before enough breath could be drawn to shout, the shelf gave out with an avalanche of detergent bottles and old folded blankets. The buck stumbled back, having caught an armful of plump purple bunny.

Momentary confusion was all that CB needed. He had time to tape up the buck's muzzle before he was dumped onto the floor. Stumbling back, muffled shouts and gestures came from the buck. Looming well over twice the bunny's height and rather angry, the cervine was doing a decent enough job of being intimidating. Until his towel dropped, leaving him stark naked and revealing that he was more vertical than horizontal.

While he was distracted reaching for the towel, CB made a run for the door. But only steps away, the bunny was swallowed by his own bag of tools. Caught and hauled up into the air. The buck hauled the thrashing sack over to a wall hook and affixed it there. Once he got the tape off his mouth, he gave a wicked cackle.

"Don't worry. I'm not calling the cops,"

From one corner he drew an aluminum baseball bat. Bringing it back and high, coiling himself up, the buck prepared for a homerun swing. But then came the sound of ripping as the bottom of the sack gave out. CB dropped down, now equipped with a set of long garden shears which he put to use with brutal efficiency. The buck was still naked and the bunny went after the first target within reach.

With a sharp, resounding shink! that echoed off the walls, the buck was turned into a doe before he knew what hit him. He dropped the bat as his eyes bugged out. Cheeks puffed, he bent over with hands covering his crotch. Stepping back, his hoof landed awkwardly on a bottle scattered by the collapse of the shelf. Stumbling and flailing, momentum carried the cervine to fall backwards and lodge his rear end in the open dryer.

Glancing up, he found the bunny cramming him further inside with an armful of clothing. Putting his shoulder into it, CB managed to pack the cervine securely until only his lower legs and hooves protruded at odd angles from the mouth of the dryer. One of them twitched but the buck didn't seem to have any more fight in him.

Wiping his hands and adjusting his beanie, CB ventured onward into the house proper.

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The bunny padded up a set of stairs finding himself at the mouth of a short hallway. Peering down it revealed a door at the far end, standing ajar with moonlight spilling out. CB moved up, took hold of the door and urged it open by inches until he could get a look inside. Moonlight from the open window made it easy to make out the details of the bedroom. There was probably something worth stealing in here, but the silhouette sleeping on the bed shoved all those thoughts away in an instant.

Outlined in silver was a stout, stacked figure. She lay on her back under a thin, sheer blanket. The faint, ghostly whisper of breath drifted from rather plump lips. Rising and falling in sync with her breaths were a set of nice big, round tits flattened somewhat under their own weight and tipped sharply from stiff nipples standing out from the thin blanket. Legs extended from the bottom, plenty of lean meat on the thighs, well toned all the way down to her hooves.

Flicks of his tongue against the bottom of her hooves went unnoticed but finally there were some murmurs of sleep talk as the blanket began to slide down and unveil her body.

Silky cloth flowed down her tits, dropped in ripples to her stomach. A flat span of lighter brown toned fur, sinking at her belly button and the silver piercing in her navel. The sheet hadn't been doing much to cover the wide hips and legs, passing those lovely features by on its way to being swallowed by the darkness at the end of the bed and leaving the curvaceous doe exposed.

Jenn blinked as she groggily raised her head, finding her twins sitting perky and uncovered. Her hand patted the other side of the bed, still unoccupied. No sign of her boyfriend but she only yawned and rolled over onto her side, presenting a round ass to the moonlight. Her tail flickered as she resumed a comfy position, raised one of her legs up a bit to throw in a peek at her pussy as well. Being in a particular mood, she didn't bother to cover up. A moot point anyway as somebody was already sliding up into bed from below.

CB reached wide to hug the pair of delicious warm cheeks. Stripped down to just his beanie, he rested a cheek on the side of her ass and gave it a loud smooch. Then his hand explored down, fingers moving along the rim of the crack lifting the cheek up and letting it plop back into place. Then down and under, around to her front where he could feel a promising preview of warmth and soft, fine fur over taut flesh. He groped higher, halting with her pussy in his palm.

"Mhmm,"

A feminine sigh slipped through the darkness as he massaged her pussy. Kneading, prodding the swell of lips and the wetness leaking from between them. His palm was soaked in no time, as it seemed she didn't need much encouragement to get her prepared for him.

By now he had something better to offer. Long and girthy, glistening in the moonlight and throbbing as it leaked a dangling tendril of pre. A few drops ended up glazing her butt while he got into position and slid himself between her thighs. Jenn's eyes went wide. Even as she was half asleep, the sheer size and weight of the cock knocking at her backdoor brought her fully awake.

She closed her legs, squeezing the cock between her thighs. Its head pressed into her soft belly and she could feel it throbbing.

"So, who in the hell are you?" She asked.

The bunny cocked a hand back and landed a sharp smack on her ass, jiggling the cheek. Not long after he could feel a wave of warmth on his shaft where it lay up against her pussy. For a moment she remained silent, before rolling over to prop herself on a pillow with her rear tilted up in invitation.

The heist was a vague memory by now, as all else other than the tight hindquarters presented to him on a moonlit platter. The bunny took up his position, lined himself up and prodded with his member between her thighs until he felt the wet folds rubbing across his tip. Well lubricated, they made it easy to press inside and he walked himself close enough to lay his hands on either hemisphere of her bubble butt.

A squeeze of her ass and a couple light thrusts gave her the go-ahead. She pushed back against him, driving her cheeks down the remaining length of his cock. She released a sharp gasp as her body felt the full size of the bunny.

"Shit! You're fffucking huge" she moaned into the pillow, the muffled compliment only widening his grin.

The doe wasn't afraid of a wild ride, needing only one more smack on her ass before she was riding his cock. Her ass bounced off his plump belly over and over. She wanted all of what he had on offer, and the bed began to quake under them.

She sped up after a few moments, back arching and then she sprung forward nearly dragging him along. She buried her face in the pillow, reaching to the edges of the mattress as she let him take the lead. The bunny took the cue and was immediately jackhammering into her. His thrusts were joined by loud, wet plops and plaps as he felt a deep welling up in his balls.

There was still enough time to escape.

But there was also time to take hold of the doe's hips, slide his cock all the way back until it was just his head throbbing in between her pussy lips. Take a breath. And then slam one final, powerful thrust as deep inside her as it would go. And there, spew a flood of cum into her womb. Another pulse and his seed was squirting out in bursts that heavily frosted her ass cheeks and pattered audibly on the mattress.

As he recovered from blowing his load into the doe, CB caught sight of red and blue lights flashing in the window's glass. It didn't matter. Even with his apprehension at hand, the heist had gone better than he could have imagined.

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