Happy Easter!
Laying on the grass, staring up at the sun and clouds, the bunny sighed happily, relaxing in the local park, and content to just feel the breeze blowing over his fur, gently caressing his arms and exposed tummy.
He leaned up, looking around, then shrugging and seeing noone, pulling his shirt over his head to feel the breeze on his now shirtless chest. As he stared up at the clouds, he thought and pondered, occassionally cracking a smile at a funny looking cloud, or watching the jets lazily move across the sky far above. While he stared at one specific cloud, he suddenly felt an itch on his leg, and reaching down to scratch it, felt something sticky covering part of his pants. He looked down, and disgustingly pulled his hands from some sort of strange tree sap he had apparently laid in as he had layed down on the grass. As he felt it with his fingers, his paw covered in the stuff, he brought it closer to his face, gagging at the smell of the nasty gunk. He stood up, brushing his pants off, only to find several other patches of the stuff covering his pants. He make a disgusted face again, and looked around for something to wipe his sticky paw on, and get rid of the sap. He spotted a water fountain about 50 feet away, and started towards it. As he got closer, he realized he was still shirtless, but didn't want to go back and get the gunk all over his shirt. He continued on to the water fountain, and started trying to rinse the stuff off of his paw, grumbling as it refused to make it any less sticky, instead just beading on the surface of the spots. He growled, and walked back over, picking up his shirt with the other hand and slinging it over his shoulder, walking off towards the rest of the park in search of a rest room.
He finally found one, after getting several weird looks for walking around with one paw held out from him, and no shirt on, wandering into the bathroom and lathering up his hand with soap and water. It started to come off, but at the same time seemed to be working itself deeper into his fur, but it was getting less sticky, so he didn't care. Eventually, he had removed most of the residue, and went to find a shady place to sit and relax.
He awoke several hours later, as the sun was almost set, the park deserted. He looked around, yawning and stretching, standing up and looking down as his foot got stuck, wrapped up in some long grass. He reached down, unwrapping it from his foot, only to find his other foot was trapped too, short vines wrapping themselves halfway up his leg. He made a puzzled look, and then reached down to undo them, pulling back and gasping as he realized that they had grown into the fibers of his jeans. He pulled at them, frusterated by the vines, and completely ignorant as the grass began to wrap itself around and over his foot again, encasing it and then growing slowly up his leg as he pulled and pulled at his pants. He felt something prod him in the small of his back, jumping up and reaching back to feel a tine hanging from the tree above him, apparently fallen from above. He sighed, and went back to work on his pant leg, then realized that his other leg was trapped now too. He struggled, realizing something must be really wrong now, then gasping and jumping again as the vine behind him slowly worked its way down the back of his pants. The vines on the front of his legs were slowly growing higher, and there were more of them now too, all wrapping around his legs and feet to quite literally root him to the spot. He sighed, still struggling and starting to panic, when suddenly several more vines dropped down from the tree, entwining themselves around his arms and chest, working their way into his fur and holding him tight. As the leg vines kept working their way up, he slowly became unable to move, slowly being encased in vines and feelers. He gasped loudly as the one going down the back of his pants wormed its way between his rear cheeks, its feelers tickling his tailhole. He cletched his muscles, but was powerless as several of the feelers forced their way inside, pulling and pushing to spread him wider, as the main vine tip reached his hole and began working it's way inside. He moaned quietly, his plight leaving him trapped as the vines on his legs slowly began pulling, the fabric shredding effortlessly as the fibers were pulled this and that way by the feelers. He felt thicker vines begin to run their way up around his legs, binding them tight before seperating them, the smaller ones with the feelers begining to work their way over his boxers. More vines fell from the tree, thicker than even the ones that bound his limbs, and having a much better sense of motor control, stopping and pulling itself up right in front of his face, its blunted and round tip caressing his cheek as he looked fearfully at it, before it began to move slowly towards his mouth, pushing at his lips until it slowly slipped inside, a very bitter tasting fluid on the outside of the thick rod. He watched as it wormed around, the tip poking around inside his mouth as the vines lifted him off the ground, the feelers beginning to shred his boxers now, approaching his warm crotch and his partially erect member. The vine in his tailhole kept working its way deeper, the tapered shaft slowly spreading him. He moaned, thrusting his rump back against the invader. It suddenly stopped, buried deep in his rump, pulling out slowly as a larger one moved to take its place, rubbing and nuzzling at his star with the tip before slowly pushing itself into his tailhole. He moaned, being stretched far wider by this vine than by the last one, enjoying the feeling as it slid in and out, lubricated by the bitter fluid. The one exploring his mouth began to thrust too, slowly changing the at first bitter fluid to a sweeter liquid, as he sucked and licked at the vine. He moaned around the vine in his mouth as the one in his ass pushed deeper, deeper than even the thin one had gone, several of the smaller vines wrapping around his rock hard cock and stroking it slowly, the feelers running over the sensitive head, pushing him slowly towards his finish. The feelers slowly worked their way to his very tip, one even slipping partway into his slit curiously. He moaned, humping forward into the vines, getting close to his orgasm. The one in his mouth tensed suddenly, splurging a sudden blast of the sweet nectar fluid into his mouth, he swallowed it quickly, preparing himself as it continued to pump more of the fluid into his mouth. The one in his tail began to fill him with the fluid too, he moaned and quickly gulped what he could, some of it dribbling out and down his front. He gasped, his eyes wide, as he saw a bulge moving down the vine, and felt one moving along the vine in his ass, struggling as the bulges simotaniously reached his star and his lips, pushing past and into him, moving along down the vine, before pushing out at the end, the ovuloid objects splurging more of the fluid before the spheres pushed out and into him, one going down his throat, the other pushing up deep inside him, before more of the bulges moved down the vines, moving and entering him the same way as the first one. He whimpered, unable to move as the vines continued to fill him with the spheres.
After about an hour of filling him with the spheres, the vines loosened around him, easing him almost to the ground, but not actually letting him go. He felt each of the bulges in his tailhole, moaning as they shifted, the bumps visible on mis foremerly flat tummy. He lay still, his cock still hard, the feelers still lazily tugging up and down on it. He whimpered, then moaned as the big vine pulled out of his tailhole, a flood of juices following it out, then followed by several of the spheres, each one making a slight popping noise as it dropped from his stretched star. Then he felt a bubbling feeling, as the orbs all began to vibrate and wiggle gently, moaning as they massaged his innards. He began thrusting against the feelers again, then gasped as the orbs all began to work their way out of him, the ones in his stomach all rolling and squeezing their way through his intestines. The ones in his tail began to roll and wiggle out, each one dropping from his tailhole to join the others, and splurging a wad of the sticky nectar out into the pile of slimy objects. The grass below him wrapped around them, forming a nest of sorts, as each of the colorful orbs dropped down, glistening in the low light of the moon, the sun having completely set some time ago. He gasped, the vibrating pushing him to the very brink, only to have one of them drop from his ass and settle down to a low throb. He began sweating, thrusting up into the feelers as they wrapped around his cock tighter, and began to jerk him faster and faster, moaning loudly and panting as he came, covering the feelers in his spunk, and dripping down his cock to join the goop covering the spheres below him. As he finished, he blacked out from exhaustion, the orbs still pushing their way out of his tailhole.
He woke up the early the next morning, his t-shirt covered in the sticky nectar still, curled up in a fetal position next to a huge pile of colorful orbs, all surrounded by the grass, cradling and protecting them. He looked around, blushing and trying to clean himself up a little, the vines forming a bed for him, and covering over him in layers which he easily brushed off. He looked at the pile, not sure what to make of them, before reaching out and grabbing one of them, cold, but dry now to the touch. They had an interesting texture, and he brought it up to his mouth, licking it and realizing that it was an egg! He quickly devoured several of them, gathering the rest up in his shirt and carrying them with him home, to share with his friends and family.
So the ending was a bit of a cop out, but I just wanted to wish all of you a Happy Easter, and hope you all get loads of delicious things in your baskets....... :3