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Journal of a Brief Wearing Bunn

Lab Rabbit

Chapter 1: Teacher's Aide

It was a usual Wednesday for the school, with nothing particularly unusual happening. Ms Redhart's freshmen class were starting to pack up and head off to the cafeteria for lunch. As they were all doing so, the dragoness teacher spoke up. "Don't forget that tomorrow we'll be going over lab safety and protocol, so be sure to read the rubric I handed out! I'll provide you all with the equipment you need, so there's no need to worry about having to buy it yourselves. Class dismissed," She told the class, watching them all start to walk out.

Her eye moved over to a specific group of friends, eyeing each of them over some. In the group of Cindy, the smart and adorable nerdy mouse girl, Cutie, an equally cute bunny girl, and Dylan, the tall bunny boy. Ms Redhart couldn't help but smile a little bit as she scanned him over. Before the three of them could leave, she turned her head to the group. "By the way, Dylan, can you stay here for a minute? I gotta ask you a favor," She suggested nonchalantly.

It didn't seem that any of the three were bothered by this. The male bunny merely nodded, waving his friends off. "Oh, sure thing, Ms Redhart. You two go ahead, I'll catch up with you later," He said. Once the two girls walked off, talking to each other, the teacher turned her full attention to him, smiling in a friendly manner at him.

"I won't keep you too long. I'll cut right to the chase and say that you've been doing excellently in my class, and I was wondering if you'd be willing to be my assistant for my senior class, if you don't mind," She said casually.

Dylan knew he was getting very good grades in science, and his ears perked up at the thought of helping out as an assistant. "Oh, I'd love to! But uh, I have a math quiz after lunch," The bunny replied.

Ms Redhart merely waved a hand idly, as she shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'll let Professor Zhu know, and she'll let you take the quiz at another time, I promise," She said, her grin growing in a warm manner.

The bunny nodded eagerly, smiling in the same fashion. "Sounds fine with me, then! When should I arrive?" He asked.

"Stop by after lunch period is over. You won't have to do too much, don't worry," She reassures, adjusting papers idly as she spoke.

"Alright then. I'll see you after lunch, Ms Redhart," He says, stepping out of the room and waving.

"I'll see you too!" She called back, watching the bunny leave. Once she figured he was out of earshot, she licked her lips a little, closing her door. "Oh trust me, I'll see you..."

At the lunch table with his two other friends, Dylan spoke about getting to be Ms Redhart's assistant for a class.

Cutie rolled her eyes, laughing a bit to herself. "What a giant nerd. Don't let bein' a teacher's pet make you too big for your britches," She started, peering under the table and nudging her foot against his crotch. Dylan squirmed and brushed her foot away, making Cutie laugh again. "Of course, it's too late for that," She teased, sticking her tongue out.

"Ooh, I think it's cool! Not only do you get to be a teacher's aide, but you also get to see material we won't see for another three years!" Cindy squeaked out excitedly.

Dylan nodded and smiled at her. "Yeah, plus I get to skip math," He joked. "I do wonder what her class will be on."

"Uuugh, you two are giant nerds!" Cutie teased, giggling some as she sipped at some water. "You're lucky to have someone as cool as me be around," the pink haired bunny continued. The other two laughed with her some as they continued their meal.

Eventually, lunch period ended, and the freshmen class went back to their classes. While most of them went off to do a math quiz, Dylan separated himself from the group to head off back to Ms Redhart's science class. Since other classes were trading around as well, a senior class would be heading in the same direction as the bunny's. He continued into the class, where he was greeted by his teacher, who was standing at the whiteboard. She turned her head and smiled brightly, her eyes widening as well. "Ah, hello again, Dylan! Just stand beside my desk and we'll start once everyone's here." She said.

The bunny nodded and leaned against the wall near her desk. He got a quick glance over the students as they filed in. Very few took notice of the freshman in the class, merely holding conversations with each other. The ones who did see him looked somewhat confused, but quickly looked away. If Dylan looked closely at their faces, he could see them suppressing a weird look. It looked like... a grin? One particular student made the bunny freeze in place, his grip tightening around his arms, unable to look away. This one student also took notice at him, slowing to a halt.

It was Rebel. She was giving the bunny a very hard stare as well. Despite the fact that neither one of them shared a word with each other, Dylan felt like he could read her mind. Rebel had a look on her face of, "why are you here?" The only comforting thought that the bunny had was that with Ms Redhart near him, she wouldn't dare to try anything on him. Luckily, that was the case, but before she sat down in the back of the class, her face softened a bit. Not in a friendly manner, but in more of an intrigued manner. The bunny's heart thumped quickly in his chest, thankful to have avoided another one-sided wrestling match with the shark girl.

Before Dylan had a chance to calm his nerves, the teacher placed her hand on his shoulder, making him jump in surprise. His fear quickly subsided, naturally, looking over at her. Ms Redhart as she reached back to close the door. She was grinning quite a bit, even flushing some. Soon, she spoke up to the senior class. "Okay class, quiet down! This here is Dylan, and he'll be helping me out with the class for today," She called to the class. Dylan grinned sheepishly as he waved his hand some.

"Hey..." He said rather shyly. The faces of the seniors ranged from minor confusion to great amusement, a few girls in the back whispering and giggling like crazy. One of the guys up front sat up a little more straight in his seat, seeming to pay more attention. The bunny peeked over to where Rebel was sitting. She was looking down at the desk, uninterested in what was happening.

"As you all know, yesterday, I said we'd be starting the new unit, which pertained to a very special area of science. That is of course, reproduction and the reproductive systems," She stated in an important tone. Dylan's ears flopped a bit as his eyes widened. He quickly glanced up at her, almost in disbelief. He turned his head again to see the whiteboard, his face burning bright as his heart started to thump loudly. On the board in large blue letters, Ms Redhart had written, "The Male Reproductive System".

"Oh crap..." The bunny thought to himself, feeling himself sweat a little as he slowly turned back to the front of the class. At this point, a few more students were suddenly very interested to see what would happen next. Dylan did not share their enthusiasm.

Ms Redhart continued on, saying, "Today's chapter will be about..." She moved closer to Dylan, who stood just a few inches shorter than her. She gripped the hem of his shirt and began to lift it off of him. "The male body!" Naturally, Dylan resisted, but he was no match for the dragon's leverage and quickness. Soon, he stood shirtless, his face turning a slight pink. At this, a couple students laughed quietly, some watching in silent interest. One student even let out a low whistle. The bunny's body wasn't that impressive, just slim and fuzzy. Dylan turned to look at Rebel again, and was shocked to see that she had pulled her phone up, recording the entire session.

Now, in Dylan's opinion, there was no need for a high school senior class to be learning about the reproductive system. Heck, he was a freshman and even he knew about it! From the looks of it, though, none of them were objecting to the show one bit. The teacher took no notice of the whistle or the camera, and continued on. "Now, the male body, after it reaches puberty, will go through some obvious changes. Growth spurts, voice cracks, and acne. Of course, puberty happens to show that the body is ready to go through sexual maturity. An individual will start to show more interests in sexual endeavors, which is completely normal," She explained. As she said this, she started to lean down and place her hands on his pants, staring to undo them. Dylan blushed more and gasped, squirming some. He knew what he had on underneath, and he did not want these seniors to see, let alone his teacher!

"Dylan, please quit squirming," Ms Redhart added in, not stopping her action. The bunny shivered some, but stopped squirming some, letting her unzip and unbutton his pants, and slowly pull them down past his ankles, stepping out of them instinctively as she pulled them away from him. The bunny shut his eyes as he prepared for the consequences.

Sure enough, the moment his briefs were visible, the entire class started to laugh, and quite loudly too. Dylan didn't want to open his eyes right away, feeling too embarrassed to do anything more than stand there. He knew the class would laugh at him, of course, since he was wearing a pair of white briefs with a blue waistband, and printed all over the briefs were silly, colorful clown heads, and much like the class in front of the bunny, they were all smiling widely with open mouths, as if also laughing at him.

Dylan felt his stomach tense up a bit as he opened his eyes slowly. He looked upon his teacher, who was covering her mouth with her hand, trying to be polite. It was quite obvious that she too was very amused by his choice of underwear. The bunny gulped and turned his attention to the front once more, catching a glance at everyone's hysterical faces before peering down in a shameful manner as he displayed himself. The bunny couldn't help but feel his bulge twitch, excited from the attention.

Soon, he heard Ms Redhart clear her throat, her face quite red as well. "Ahem, now now class, quiet down! While our assistant's... fashion choices are amusing, the class has to continue," She said, letting them all quiet to gentle giggling. "Now, regardless of what the boy wears, they all share the common sign of male arousal: the erection," Ms Redhart stated, pushing her hand firmly around the boy's bulge, making him gasp out. He turned to look, at her, getting a nice big view of her cleavage from his position. He already felt his erection start to grow, which started to show through his clown underwear. It seemed to form into her hand easily, making the bunny bite his lip and the teacher eye it with interest. "Mmf... as you can see, our subject is already hard as a... stone?" She trailed off, now curious.

The rest of the class was starting to laugh a bit louder again, moving closer so they could get a good look. For Dylan, this whole scene was way too humiliating for him. His throat was closed up, so he could barely make a sound above a gasp or a moan. However, while Ms Redhart was expecting him to be 7 inches at most, his cock kept swelling up and stretching out. Whenever she'd think it would stop, it'd keep growing! The embarrassment mixed with the sensation of being touched by his hot teacher started to fog the bunny's brain. At this point, the dragon's hand could no longer wrap completely around his dick, in which she quickly let go, stepping back. "Oh my goodness..!" She gasped, stepping back a couple of steps, staring intently.

The class was starting to look more surprised too, their laughs now being mixed with gasps of surprise, interest, and even arousal.

"Oh my god, he's still going?!"

"Clown boy's hung like a stud!"

"How does he lug that thing around?"

"I'm just wondering how he hasn't ripped out of those undies yet!"

Inch by inch, the bunny felt his cock grow and expand, stretching his briefs more and more. At one point, the bunny managed to moan out the words, "D-don't look..." No one seemed to hear him.

Finally, his cock grew to it's full mast of 20 inches. His fat balls hung below, cradled by the clowny fabric. As the class talked to each other, even catcalling the hung bunny, Ms Redhart stayed silent, staring in awe. As Dylan turned to look at her desperately, he hoped she'd feel embarrassed with him and hand him back his clothes.

Unfortunately for Dylan, the teacher's expression grew more lewd, her smile widening as she kept looking him over. "Well... it seems we have a very special specimen today, class," She spoke up. This time, she did not have to silence her class. They hushed up as soon as she began talking. "Of course, cock size varies between different people, but someone this large is well... quite special!" She said, gripping his cock once more and starting to gently stroke off the bunny.

Naturally, he began to moan out, moving his hand up to cover his mouth to stifle it. As pre oozed out the swollen tip, she used her other hand to rub over it, smearing the pre into the fabric. "Now, what our bunny friend is emitting from his tip right now is called pre-ejaculate, or pre-cum. This acts as a natural lubricant," She informed. As Dylan moaned into his hand, blushing a deep crimson hue, Ms Redhart spoke up again. Her voice was a lot more seductive now, as if she were speaking directly to the bunny, yet talking loud enough for the class to hear.

"Aww... don't be so ashamed, Dylan. After all, masturbation is very normal and quite healthy for boys to do," She cooed. "Just let it all out." The bunny lowered his hand, gasping loudly and continuing to moan out, louder this time. The class was now circled all around him, watching with wide gazes and grins. Some let out noises of impressed interest, while a few more continued to laugh. Rebel kept recording with her phone, her own face sporting a wicked smile.

"Of course, the goal of bringing pleasure to the penis, aside from making the boy happy, is to bring about an orgasm, or as you kids call it, 'cumming'," She said, winking. The bunny gulped as the class giggled. "Of course, it's wise to remove yourself of your bottoms before you do so, otherwise you'd have yourself a mess to clean up," She continued, letting go of the thick bunny dick and grasping his underwear waistband. "Especially for a boy like this one. He's bound to make a very large mess," Ms Redhart purred.

Dylan watched with wide eyes as she tugged his briefs down very slowly. Eventually, once she got them down to about his knees, his cock flopped out wildly, splattering pre all over himself and the floor and hitting himself with his own dick. He yelped out a little, letting Ms Redhart bend down and pull the briefs off of his body. He now stood there nude and erect.

The teacher reached towards her desk and pulled some measuring tape off the top, stretching it out with both hands. "Let's see... our specimen in particular is..." She held it up against his throbbing member, giggling as she saw the results. "Twenty inches tall!" She wrapped it around afterwards, licking her lips as she eyed his cock. "Four inches around..." After that, she moved to his balls, stretching it out. "Oooh! 9 inches in diameter! You're quite the special bunny," She teased, setting the measuring tape down. The bunny nodded meekly, feeling a bit woozy from being so aroused in front of lots of students.

The bunny began to hallucinate slightly, due to his fogged up mind. As he looked at Ms Redhart, her clothes seemed to fade away, leaving her in some utterly skimpy black lingerie. Her curves were perfect, her boobs enormous in her black bra. As he looked at her thick thighs, he noticed a growing wet spot growing in her panties. He grinned dumbly, unable to do much else but stand there and be oogled at.

At this point, Ms Redhart gently held one of the bunny's nuts in her palm, making him gulp and flinch, biting his lip. He began to drool a little as well as she fondled him. "The balls are responsible for making sperm, which help with reproduction. Sperm is a sex cell found only in boys, and comes out through the penis and out the tip. As the boy orgasms, or 'cums', he ejaculates semen. To get someone pregnant, he'd have to do this in a willing female, but that's certainly no trouble, I assume," She teased, giggling with the class at her little joke. Even through his semi-deluded mind, Dylan wondered why buxom women loved to have fun with him.

"Of course," the dragon continued, "To avoid making an enormous mess, we'll need the proper equipment." She soon stepped away from Dylan, who wavered a bit on the spot. His erection did not go down, instead opting to constantly leak a fountain of pre-cum. While Dylan wasn't too aware of it, the class saw their teacher go behind her desk, reaching into a drawer. She was digging through various sized condoms, setting aside ones that would obviously be too little. After some searching, she pulled out a big clear condom in clear packaging. In big red letters, it read the words, "SUPER MAGNUM XXXL SIZE GAG CONDOM." A few students laughed some more upon seeing it,

Dylan turning his attention over to her. To him, she was strutting at him in her underwear, licking her lips and eyeing him like a big piece of meat as she waggled the package at him. In reality, of course, she was still teaching. "Now, while sex can be fun, it's also important to be safe during it. Unless you fully trust your partner, condoms are a must. They prevent unwanted pregnancies, STDs, and in our case, a large mess for the custodians later," She said, unwrapping the condom. "It's as the old saying goes: 'Don't be silly, wrap that willy!'" Students giggled upon her using the word 'willy' to describe a penis, but Dylan had a different, and unwilling, reaction, His cock spasmed wildly, making the bunny groan out some.

"Oh, we'd better hurry! His balls look very full," Ms Redhart teased, making students laugh some more. They watched as their teacher unrolled the giant condom over Dylan's massive length. It seemed to be a perfect fit, shaping to his form nicely. The very tip of it was starting to fill with pre, the bunny stumbling on his feet some. "Now, watch carefully class. If the boy and his penis is stimulated enough, he will climax," She said, starting to rub his shaft again with both hands.

It would only take about ten seconds before the bunny's breathing picked up, his face turned a deep red, his eyes shut tight, and his teeth clenched. Ms Redhart let go of the boy and watched with the rest of the class. The boy's cock twitched and throbbed and spasmed like crazy before erupting into a volcano of cum. Dylan's mouth hung open, his tongue drooling onto his chest. The class let out amused noises, the teacher watching with a dirty smile.

Rebel was still recording all of it, of course, catching the moment that the bunny began to fill up the condom. As more and more cum flowed into the tip, it started to weigh it down, pulling it off of his shaft. His orgasm lasted a good minute, the cock limping downwards, still swollen, but weighed down by the semen filled condom hanging around his tip. Before it could slip off and splatter everywhere, however, Ms Redhart caught the condom and tied the end off like a balloon. The bunny panted heavily, eyes rolled back a bit as his dick hung between his legs, having spent his load. The class applauded and laughed some, the teacher lifting up the condom in her hands like a garbage bag. His seed sloshed around in it as she giggled.

"And that, class, is the basics of the male reproductive system! Before you head to your next class, make sure you thank our assistant for being so helpful!" Ms Redhart cooed, moving to her desk to set the filled condom behind it.

As students filed out, multiple students would pat the exhausted bunny on the back, give him a wave and a whistle, and similar actions. Lots of girls and guys would walk by and wink, blowing Dylan a kiss or doing the 'hook-me-up' sign with their hand. At one point, two jock looking guys walked by and laughed at him, doing a jerk off motion with their hand to make fun of him. Rebel was the last one out. She wasn't making any eye contact, instead being glued to her phone, texting someone. No doubt sending the video to her friends. As she passed, she still wouldn't look up, but did utter one word to him. "Pervert."

Dylan's mind cleared up a bit as he stood there awkwardly, watching them all leave. He turned to Ms Redhart, starting to say something. However, he was soon interrupted by her planting a big kiss on his cheek. This dazed him for a second, making his spent cock twitch some. "Thank you so much for helping me out! You were such a big help, I think I'll have to ask you for your assistance again in the future," She cooed with a wink. The boy felt his cheek where she had kissed him, feeling a lipstick mark there. He flushed more as she handed him his clothes.

"Here are your pants, your shirt..." She stifled a laugh and tossed his briefs. "Your underpants," She snickered in amusement. "Now run along, Dyl-Dyl! I believe you have one class left," She said, watching the bunny quickly clothe himself with a half lidded gaze.

Before he left the class, he turned his head a little, murmuring only one word shyly. "...b-bye."

Ms Redhart didn't mind, merely waving at him as he ran off to gym. She then turned to the filled condom behind her desk, nudging it gently with a foot. "Hm... how do I sneak you out?"

As Dylan hurried to gym, he tried his best to wipe the lipstick mark off, with not much luck other than getting a bit of red on his hand. He felt humiliated, but also somewhat relieved, due to having just cum. The whole scene was very erotic to him, and turned him on greatly, even if he felt very embarrassed.

Along with many other things, he did make one mental note of something important he learned. He'd have to make sure to buy a big stock of those XXXL gag condoms for future use.