Journal of a Brief Wearing Bunny

Double Trouble

The bunny was laying in his bed, snoring gently as he stirred lightly. Despite the fact that he wasn't awake, his enormous, over-sized dick was experiencing morning wood, making his blanket tent upwards. His shaft twitched every now and then, his nuts resting gently in between his thighs. His feet twitched a little as well, showing that Dylan was still dreaming, indulging in a perverted fantasy.

His peaceful slumber would not last long, however, as his phone began to obnoxiously blare a loud alarm, which Dylan had set the night before. His ears twitched as his eyes quickly shot open, groaning out. He scrambled for the phone, wanting to shut off the alarm and stop the annoying noise as soon as he possibly could. Once he was successful in silencing his phone, he pushed himself up on the bed and yawned, stretching as he slowly began to wake up. After some time of relaxing on his bed, he began to shuffle the blanket off and get to his feet.

Dylan was used to the sensation of morning wood at this point, and was barely phased by his massive erection hanging in between his legs, still excited by the lewd thoughts that roamed his subconscious mind. Knowing that attending a class with an oversized cock sticking out of his pants would only lead to trouble, the bunny quickly hurried towards his bathroom, ready to take his morning shower.

As he began to bathe himself, his thoughts began to float around his mind as well, his cock slowly softening up as the warm water drizzled upon his fur. His first set of classes were today, and he was more than excited to see what was in store for him! As he lathered and rinsed his hair and fur, he remembered what his schedule read based on the classes he was assigned. Naturally, he'd be enrolled in English, as well as a beginning drawing class and art history. He also signed up for a class called 'Music Appreciation', which sounded like an easy class, so he was quick to pick it. Since this was his first year at Maple Ridge, however, he was also automatically enrolled in something called 'General Art', which was reserved for freshmen so that they could dip their toes into all of the potential classes that the humanities building had to offer. What that actually entailed, however, Dylan had no clue. All he was aware of was that it was his very first class, and he only had it twice a week.

After drying off and using the restroom, the bunny began to dress himself, he decided to try and wear the least embarrassing pair of underwear he could find. It didn't take long for him to find a pair of white briefs with a green waistband and trim, with a small, singular carrot printed on the crotch. He blinked, not recognizing the pair immediately. The bunny shrugged, quickly grabbing it and giving a small smile. "Guess this is a new pair mom made me," He said to himself, stepping into them. "Mildly respectable, at least. No teddy bears or fairies or little hearts on them," Dylan mused, looking down as he stretched out the carrot print a little bit. What the bunny failed to realize before sliding on a pair of jeans was the fact that the backside had something else printed on them, and it was far more humiliating than a singular carrot.

In big, blocky letters that were colored orange and green were the words, "CARROT CRAZY!", stretching over the bunny's nicely sized booty. If that wasn't embarrassing enough, the words were surrounding in a pattern of little cartoon carrots. To make things even more silly, there were two chibi, cartoon bunnies that looked as if they were dancing and giggling, all while holding carrots. Since his mom was the one who made this extra special pair of underwear, the bunnies were all tan and speckled with long brown hair to match the college freshman. And yes, the two cartoon bunnies were wearing only briefs. Because of the unfortunate location, the two cartoon Dylans were located on each cheek of the bunny's bubbly ass.

Dylan did not notice this, however, and went about getting himself dressed. After all, he had a class to attend to soon, and he didn't have time to look over himself in the mirror. Thankfully, the bunny had enough time after dressing to gather a backpack he had prepared the night before, filled with any supplies that he needed for the classes to come. With time to spare, Dylan grabbed his phone, wallet, keys, and student ID, and left his dorm room. "Might as well go see what they serve for breakfast around here," He said to himself, feeling his stomach rumble a bit.

Thankfully for the bunny, he didn't have to travel too far to get some breakfast, opting to go for a simple vegetarian sausage and egg biscuit and a cup of coffee. While he didn't rush through his breakfast, though opted to eat while heading towards the Humanities building, keeping an close eye on other students. Many of them looked to be freshmen heading to their first day classes as well, so the walkways were quite crowded. Thankfully, Dylan had no incidents of bumping into anyone or accidentally spilling coffee on an unsuspecting student. As he finished off his last bite of biscuit, he saw the large, strange building, as well as the various students heading inside.

As predicted, many of the students had a certain 'creative' style and aesthetic to them, with many of them hanging around in groups. Many students had a colorful fashion, some deciding to go for a certain 'style' instead. He saw plenty of students who had dyed hair, as well as other students who seemed to be carrying a large artsists' bag with them, no doubt filled with expensive art equipment. Loud laughter and chatter was evident, as they were all quite excited to see what college life had in store for them. While Dylan was also eager to see how his class went, he did not have the privilege of having any friends to chat with. Toby, a squirrel boy he had met the previous day, was also a freshman, but was only taking classes relating to computer science. As for Sam, an otter boy he also met yesterday, would most likely wouldn't be hanging around the building at 9:00 in the morning, as he was an upperclassman. At least that's what the bunny assumed as he tossed away his remaining garbage into a nearby trash can.

Dylan didn't let this get to him, of course, as he decided to head on inside and look for his General Art class. Thankfully, he wouldn't have far too look, as he began to see many students file into one of the rooms that was closest to the entryway. A few other students were hanging around in the front, wanting to kill time before having to go inside. After checking the room number to see if it matched with his schedule, he went on inside, paying no one else any mind.

The first thing Dylan noticed was how much larger the room looked from the inside, his eyes scanning over everything. He was used to high school sized rooms, as well as high school sized desks. Here, however, in place of regular desks were large artists' desks, with the tabletop being able to be moved and adjusted as needed. They were also accompanied by rather comfortable looking chairs. As he looked around, he also began to move to the back of the room, where the bunny felt most comfortable. After all, he was quite tall and didn't want to get in anyone's way. After finding an unoccupied spot in the far right corner, he began to carefully look over the desk, being cautious as he adjusted the table top and felt it over.

In the room, of course, Dylan felt even more out of place than outside, as his fellow artistic classmates were a lot more confined. Compared to everyone else, the bunny felt rather... plain. He rubbed his arm, starting to feel uncomfortable. "Hopefully I can prove myself... or at least not make a fool of myself," Dylan said to himself, quiet enough so that no one else heard him, and thankfully no one did.

He kept idly looking around, keeping his eyes peeled for his professor. In between checking his phone out of boredom, he also kept track of who else was attending his classroom. Naturally, he wouldn't recognize anyone, as it didn't seem like any of the students went to his old high school. Dylan was thankful, as it meant that any rumors or stories about him wouldn't spread... at least for the time being.

Dylan perked up a little bit in his seat as he soon recognized a giraffe girl walking in. His ears folded a bit, the bunny trying to hide himself somewhat behind the desk, but not enough to hide his gaze from her. It was the same girl from yesterday who caught a small glimpse of him after he was the subject of a fraternity prank. While he didn't want to fully remember, knew there was no denying the mess he had made in his underwear. Considering the fact that she was still wearing dark, comfortable clothing, it only made her identification much easier. Much like Dylan, the giraffe was looking around with a wide, interested gaze. In similar fashion, she'd also start to head towards the back, most likely due to her own large height as well. Trying his best to be subtle, he kept his eyes on her, wondering if she'd recognize him again, or even say anything to him. Strangely enough, when her eyes caught his, they only stayed for about a half second before shifting to something else. She barely made any sort of expression, so Dylan sighed, relaxing a little bit. From the looks of it, she didn't recognize him.

As she took the table on the far left, the bunny's attention turned back to the door, hearing some giggling. It stood out to him since it was a bit louder than anyone else he had heard, and Dylan soon found out why. Two calico cat girls were walking in, talking and laughing to each other, deep in a pre-established conversation. Dylan assumed that they were twins, due to the fact that they both had similar looking orange and black patches on their fur, plus the fact they both had long, wavy orange hair. Both girls wore jeans and hoodies. Of course, there would be subtle differences between them, as the bunny observed. The most obvious was the fact that the girl on the left was wearing a light pink hoodie, while the one on the right opted for a light blue. Looking a bit closer as they neared some desks, Dylan also took notice of the fact that the girl with the pink hoodie had green eyes, with orange spots over her eyes. The girl with the blue hoodie had brown eyes, with black spots over her eyes.

Dylan soon caught himself staring at the girls for a bit too long, as the brown eyed cat soon caught a glimpse of him as well. His gaze quickly shifted away, not wanting to seem like a creep to the two. Even if they were rather cute, he was never one to have enough confidence to ask anyone out, and got rather uncomfortable with the thought of that sort of confrontation. He still remembered that day he tried to ask a girl out to prom in high school... As his face grew a little warm from minor embarrassment, the cat girl smirked to herself, lowering her voice and whispering... something to the other. Dylan's ears weren't good enough to hear, although he was able to hear another, much quieter, outburst of giggles coming from the two calicos. Feeling bold enough to peek upwards once more, he saw the two girls take a seat in the row in front of him. Neither one turned to look at him, continuing on with their own conversation.

Soon, they, as well as any other student, would quickly quiet up as a short, distinguished rabbit of about 40 years walked in, wearing a fancy looking overcoat, matching pants, and a driver's cap. He had a bushy white moustache as well, his eyes almost covered by fuzzy eyebrows. Despite his rather mature appearance, he looked quite jovial, as he quickly greeted the class with a booming, eager voice. "Good morning, freshmen! Do take your seats, if you haven't already," He began, watching as anyone else began to seat themselves. Dylan's attention remained to the front, paying attention to the strange, yet fascinating, professor. It seemed like everyone else was curious as well, as the rabbit gentleman spoke up once again as everyone quieted down.

"Let me be the first to welcome you all to Maple Ridge, and that I'm quite eager to see more students who are taking artistic majors. I understand this is everyone's first day, but we have quite a bit to cover!" He said, reaching behind him and uncapping a dry erase marker, turning around and quickly, yet incredibly elegantly, writing his name in cursive. "My name is Professor Darwin, and I am one of the painting instructors here in this building. Hopefully I'll be seeing all of you in my class at some point!" He chuckled, setting the marker down and looking around the room. "The purpose of this course, however, is to get you all prepared and comfortable in these types of classes, and help you realize your passion and endeavor towards the fine arts," He continued on, moving over to a nearby computer and typing on it, pulling up a copy of a syllabus to show on the board.

Of course, Dylan found this portion of the class rather boring, as did most of the other students. Despite the fact that he found the professor somewhat interesting and passionate, not unlike his friend Sam, he knew that basically every teacher he'd come across would be saying the same stuff about 'rules' and 'regulations' and expectations and other related things. The bunny himself was only paying half attention for the time being, his eyes scanning around the room once again. Moving to the left, he could see the giraffe girl slumped forwards a little, looking just as uninterested as the others sitting in between them. She stood out, of course, due to the fact that was incredibly tall, thanks to her long neck. Looking forward, he noticed the two cat girls not even paying attention, instead holding another conversation to each other. It was annoying to Dylan, but at the very least they weren't being loud. On the contrary, their whispering was so quiet he could barely even hear them, let alone make out what they were saying.

Everything else seemed pretty standard when it came to the class itself, as Dylan perked up once more as Professor Darwin continued on with what he expected from the students. "Now, with this class, since it's more or less a beginner class for everyone, I'll only be assigning and grading a few projects. Each week I'll give everyone a new assignment based on different artistic studies, and you'll have to use your creative instincts to complete the project. Not too hard, right?" He asked, a few students agreeing while others looked around, somewhat confused. One student near the front row raised their hand, with the older rabbit pointing in their direction. "Question, lad?"

"Uh, yeah, will we be doing these in groups?" The voice asked. Dylan secretly hoped that most, if not all, of the assignments would be completed individually. The bunny never really had much luck when it came to getting others to join his group, or vice versa. Plus, he much preferred relying on himself in getting it done.

"That will vary depending on the assignment," The professor answered, a few other students murmuring their opinions on it. Reactions were mixed of course, and Dylan even noticed the giraffe not looking too enthusiastic about working with others, as she had her hand resting against her cheek, a sullen frown on her face. "For our first one, though, you will work on it by yourselves. I'll make it rather easy and fun too," Professor Darwin continued, the class beginning to listen again. "I just want you all to create a piece of artwork to turn in. The medium doesn't matter, just be creative and put your all into it," He finished.

Dylan tilted his head a bit, smiling a little. It certainly was rather easy sounding, almost too easy. His mind began to formulate different sorts of ideas. Should he write a story? Perhaps try his luck at sketching something? Maybe even do a small film piece with his phone? Whatever he did, he was sure it would be enough for his professor. Looking around the room, he noticed a few other classmates looking eager to start, seeing a pencil in the giraffe girl's hand as she already began to draw something on an unseen piece of paper. Dylan began to feel overwhelmed again, wondering if he would be able to have the same amount of quality as the others.

"Looks as if we've got everything covered for today! We all have about another half hour or so, so do feel free to take the time to start your assignment, if you want. Don't be afraid to talk to one another for inspiration! Just keep your volumes at a manageable level, please," Professor Darwin concluded, smiling eagerly as he sat his desk, turning the projector off and doing work on his computer. This gave everyone else the cue to either start drawing, plan out some art, or for a few, recline in their seat and take the time to mess around on their phones.

As for the bunny, he took the time to pull out his brand new sketchpad, opening to the first blank page as he twirled a pencil in his offhand, thinking about something to doodle. "Hmm... maybe a little doodling will help get the creative juices flowing, as they say..." He mumbled to himself. While he was focused on his sketchpad, though, he heard the subtle sound of chairs moving. At first, he thought nothing of it, until he felt the presence of someone right next to him. More accurately, the presence of two someones.

Peeking upwards, his eyes widened as he straightened up, slightly surprised. The two cat girls who were seated in front of him were standing right beside him! They both looked quite friendly, giving a wave to the lanky rabbit. "Hiya! Hope ya don't mind some company," The brown eyed calico greeted.

"We haven't really gotten to know anyone else on campus yet," The green eyed girl continued on, her hands resting in her hoodie casually. "Figured we might as well use this time to get to know our classmates."

"Oh, it's no trouble!" Dylan began, smiling a little, feeling awkward. It wasn't every day a cute girl walked up to him and initiated a conversation with him, let alone two of them! Well, not without an agenda of their own. The girls seemed nice enough, though, so he kept chatting. "I'm, uh, still getting used to college life myself, so the more friends the merrier, y'know?" He said, feeling dumb at his statements. Dylan had no clue if how he sounded was awkward or not. Regardless, the two girls let out polite giggles.

"But of course!" The green eyed cat replied. "I'm Trudy."

"And I'm Tiffany!" The other girl greeted eagerly. "Guess it's pretty obvious that we're twins, huh?" She said with a laugh. Dylan joined in with a small laugh, nodding along.

"Yeah, I figured as much!" He said, looking between them. Both girls were incredibly similar of course, even sharing the same type of body. Both were somewhat slim, averaging the same height of around 5'7, and even though Dylan didn't want to admit he was staring, both sported some rather perky B-cups and a nice set of hips. "I'm Dylan!"

"Nice to meet ya!" The two girls stated at the same time, their tails synchronizing in swinging from side to side. "So, Dylan, what are you gonna do for your first assignment?" Tiffany asked, peering over his shoulder to look at his currently empty sketchpad. Trudy did the same, peering over his other shoulder. Despite the fact that his made him slightly uncomfortable, he was quite thankful that he hadn't drawn anything yet. Plus, he didn't want to seem rude and drive away potential friends.

"Not sure yet, honestly," He answered as he fiddled with his pencil a little more. "I was considering drawing something, though I'd need time to come up with the right idea to get started."

"That could be fun!" Tiffany started up. "I was thinking about doing the same thing!"

"I was planning on doing something more physical, myself," Trudy said, idly fixing her hair with a hand. "Probably knit a cute sweater or sew a dress or something," She continued, smirking a bit in pride.

"Wow, you have sewing equipment with you?" Dylan asked, turning his head to the left to look at Trudy, who beamed eagerly at this question.

"Well, the Humanities building has sewing machines I can use, but I did manage to bring some of my own supplies," She said pridefully.

"Nice! I know a little about it thanks to my mom, so maybe I could dip my toes into that area at some point," The bunny replied, with Trudy nodding along. Tiffany, meanwhile, leaned in closer towards Dylan, giggling again.

"That's great and all, but I bet you're a super talented artist!" She purred, gaining Dylan's gaze once more. Trudy couldn't help but roll her eyes a little at her sister's attempt at garnering the bunny's attention. "You've gotta show me your work sometime. Hell, maybe we could even collaborate on somethin' together!" She prattled on, her tail starting to swing a little more fervently.

"W-well, sure thing! I think doing a piece together could be a lot of fun." Dylan said, flushing a little bit as the calico leaned in closer. Whether she was merely excitable or actually flirting with him, he had no clue, and decided to go for the former intuition.

"Y'know, if you wanna hang out with us later today, we're free after 2:00," Trudy began, also leaning in towards the bunny. He was starting to blush a little more, feeling somewhat claustrophobic. The calico put on a low, rather sultry tone suddenly, smirking as she purred, "Maybe help each other with inspiration?~"

Dylan felt himself grow a lot more flustered at this point as her tone changed. It was fairly obvious at this point that this was past simple friendliness, and these two girls were actually hitting on him. He shifted his legs around, feeling his pants grow a little tight. He had no idea why, but the way she used her voice close to his ear made him feel incredibly aroused. Dylan was thankful that he could keep his girth under control, otherwise he'd feel like they'd rip clean off. It certainly didn't help that Tiffany was now joining in, lowering her voice into a seductive whisper, her mouth about an inch away from his ear. "Yeah, you wouldn't brush away two girls' attempts at 'making friends', would ya?~"

The poor, flustered bunny gulped as he felt their eyes gaze into him, the two patiently waiting his answer, pleased with the sight of him as he tried to stay composed. "A-ah, of course not..!" He answered with a shy laugh of his own. "Well, I have a couple more classes today... but I think I should be done before then, so I don't see a reason why not..!" He said, the twin girls beaming and looking quite pleased with themselves with having persuaded the bunny. "So, uh, where should we..?"

"Our dorm," The two girls cut in instantly, their muzzles just barely brushing against the bunny's face. "Fifth floor, third room on the right," Trudy answered, giggling as she teasingly used a finger to trail up the bunny's spine, making him shudder and stiffen up in his seat. Speaking of something that was stiff, his bulge in his pants was growing quite big and noticeable, yet Dylan still tried to remain as inconspicuous about it as possible.

"We'll be waiting, bunny," Tiffany added, the two girls planting a small kiss to his cheeks before standing up and heading out of the room, giggling to each other. Whether or not they noticed his bulge, Dylan did not know. He also wasn't aware that class had ended until he noticed a few other students joining the girls in leaving.

"R-right..!" He squeaked to himself quietly, feeling incredibly pent up and flustered at this point. As he slowly stood up, trying to calm himself down, his head began to swim with thoughts about the two girls. It was his second day on campus and he was already getting hit on by girls? If he told his high school self this, he would've never believed it! While putting up his sketchpad, though, the bunny began to wonder if they had an ulterior motive for him? Were they just trying to pull a prank on him? What if they were going to embarrass him? He began to sweat and gulp, already imagining their faces as they saw his over-sized dick, stretching out a pair of underwear that could've been found in the little boys' section of a clothing store!

"Um... are you okay?" A gentle, low voice suddenly asked. It was one Dylan wasn't familiar with initially, but upon looking towards the source, he realized it was the tall giraffe girl, tilting her head as she was starting to make for the door as well. Thankfully, Dylan didn't have to crane his neck up too much, though the giraffe did have to bend her's downwards to see him. She looked concerned and confused, her eyes drifting to his groin before quickly moving back to his face. The rabbit pretended like there wasn't anything wrong, though his face was still glowing a light pink color. "You've, uh, been standing still for a few minutes..." She continued carefully.

The boy cleared his throat, adjusting his bag as he nodded. "O-oh yeah, I'm fine! Just, uh... thinking about what I'll turn in. The creative process and all that, y'know?" He said with a small chuckle. The giraffe gave a polite little laugh, smiling a little bit in return.

"Oh yeah, I understand that," She answered simply, the two soon standing there awkwardly, unsure of how to either continue the conversation or end it.

After a couple more seconds, Dylan moved his hair out of his eyes and began to move. "So uh... see ya later, I suppose..! Gotta head to my next class," He said, waving as he began to leave.

"See you around," The giraffe said in return, giving a small wave, staying in place. As she watched Dylan walk off, she couldn't help but stare at his rear end, her eyes widening and her blush growing. Just as his fluffy tail moved out of view, she suddenly blurted, "I'm Dana." Immediately after saying that, she groaned and slapped her own sketchpad against her face in embarrassment. "Uuughh, good going, dumbass..."

The rest of Dylan's day was rather uneventful, as he immediately went to this art history class. Much like his previous one, there was a lot of regular 'first day' explanations, with a small introduction into the class itself. Afterwards, Dylan had a bit of time off, so he took the time to explore around and grab lunch. In doing so, he managed to meet up with his friend, Toby again. He was eager to tag along with the bunny for awhile before he continued his own classes.

"After my first three classes, I let myself have an hour to eat! Then it's right back for two more," The squirrel explained as he sipped at a soda.

"Damn, five classes in one day?" Dylan exclaimed, eye brows raising as he stirred around a salad. "I can only handle five classes a week!"

"It's no issue," Toby said in a proud manner. "It's more efficient to get the hardest classes out of the way first. That way it'll be much easier for me later on!" The squirrel continued, looking to the bunny. "So how have your classes been so far?"

The rabbit shrugged, smiling as he finished swallowing a mouthful of lettuce. "So far so good. Nothing that seems too hard, thankfully," He answered his face starting to glow again as he snickered. "I will say that, uh... in my first class, I got asked to... 'hang out; with two girls later today." The squirrel's eyes widened in disbelief, looking impressed.

"W-woah, really?!" He gasped, adjusting his glasses as his own face burned. "W-wow, that's lucky of you! Are they roommates?"

"Mmhm, and twins at that," Dylan answered. Toby let out another impressed noise as he leaned against his hands.

"Gosh, that's incredible..! I would've melted on the spot if two girls asked me out suddenly!" Toby said, looking bashful at this point. "...do they know about your... uh... you know..." He trailed off, letting his friend fill in the blank on his own, with the bunny also looking quite shy all of a sudden. Toby was quite aware of the 'equipment' that Dylan carried around in his bottoms.

"No. Not yet, at least," He answered, crossing his legs a little bit. "I just hope they don't laugh at it," He sighed, starting to chew on more of his lunch. Toby nodded, though soon, he looked more... hopeful?

"Hehe... hey uh... if ya get a chance... could you ask them if they have a cute friend..?" He asked, his own cheeks blushing as he began to fantasize about a theoretical cute girl.

Dylan merely chuckled and nudged at his friend playfully. "If I find out about one, you'll be the first to know, bud," He teased, making his friend giggle slightly. After a few more minutes of talking and eating with each other, the two went their separate way to finish their classes.

As the bunny began to walk to music appreciation, which was on a lower level of the Humanities building, he slowed up as he saw Trudy and Tiffany walking in the opposite direction. They soon noticed him as well, the two not hesitating to flash him a big smile, using their tails to reach up and brush against the nape of his neck teasingly, as if it were a reminder about their plans. Dylan couldn't help but shudder, feeling his face grow warm as a big dumb smile grew on his face.

Even as he attended his class, he couldn't get the two cat girls out of his mind. Sure, the class was interesting, yet his mind was still fresh with the flirtations of the twin cats. His mind was so preoccupied, he didn't even notice that the giraffe girl was in this class with him as well, any thoughts about being caught the day before vanishing from his mind. Once the class finally ended, the bunny gathered his things up and went straight towards the dorm rooms.

Dylan's heart beat quite quickly as he went up the elevator, to the fifth floor, and towards the third door on the right. Any other students who were heading to their dorms had already entered, not thinking much of the rabbit as he waited outside the door, trying to calm his nerves. His ears were folded and he was sweating a bit, adjusting his clothes and hair a bit as he took deep breaths. "Okay, Dyl... just relax... maybe it'll go nice and slow so you can get adjusted to it..." He said to himself, reaching forward and gently knocking on the door twice.

Before the bunny could finish another deep breath, the door opened, his eyes widening as he was greeted by the twin calico girls, both of them wearing blue and pink fancy, lacy lingerie and nothing else. His face burned a bright red, his eyes unable to keep from staring at their bodies. As his pants tightened up once more, his heart rate picked back up as he heard the two girls giggling lustfully.

"Hiiii, Dylan!" They both cooed, reaching forward and grabbing the shy, awkward bunny by his shirt and pulling him in, making him yelp out. As they shut the door and lead him into their small dorm, the two girls got on either side of him, purring and letting their hands rub up his chest and lower back, looking him over curiously. Much like his dorm room, it wasn't very big, just enough to fit in two desks and two beds, as well as a single bathroom. It was already nicely decorated though, and their beds looked comfy and soft.

For now though, Dylan was more concerned with how awkward he felt, his arms pinned to his sides dumbly, feeling too cautious to try and feel either girl up, regardless of how tempting their butts looked. He let out a small gasp as he felt Tiffany start to nip and tug at his right ear teasingly, purring and cooing as she trailed a hand from behind his back towards his crotch, gently rubbing him through his jeans. "We've been waiting for you, bunnykins," She giggled, kissing and nibbling his ear some more, making the bunny's bulge throb a bit as it grew.

Trudy started to kiss and nibble as well, instead aiming for the bunny's neck. Her tail wrapped around his left leg as one of her hands gently held his, slowly leading it to her body. "Aww, don't be so shy! We won't mind if you wanna touch something..." She purred, letting his finger tips brush over her soft, exposed belly and towards her boobs, which he cupped gently. Trudy let out a soft little moan, Dylan gulping as he allowed his fingers to feel over her bra and squeeze her breasts softly.

"Mmfh... hah... y-you two look amazing..." He finally said, his face burning hotter as he felt his cock grow even more firm in his pants. The girls obviously noticed this, as they let out some impressed coos.

"Well aren't you sweet," Tiffany giggled, letting her own hand grope and rub his bulge. "Looks like we gotcha nice and excited, huh?" She continued, shivering a little as Dylan's other hand grew bold enough to reach around and gently pull the calico closer by the hip, his palm holding onto her rear.

"S-so soft.." Dylan muttered as he felt their bodies through their sexy underwear. He felt his knees wobble a bit as his cock kept growing and growing. Because it was confined in his pants for the time being, neither girl was aware of just how large he could get! The two laughed and began to push themselves against him a bit more firmly.

"I think he likes our outfits, Tiff," Trudy said with a teasing smirk, closing her eyes as she stood on her toes to lean up and plant a kiss on his lips! She even held it for a good couple of seconds before pulling off. Dylan froze up as he was smooched, gulping and stammering a bit. That was certainly his first kiss alright, and he reacted accordingly! "Mmmh..! I think he's into lingerie~"

Before Dylan could take in the action, Tiffany followed suit, planting her own kiss on his lips, which only flustered him further! "Mmmmwah! Good to hear! We spent lots of money on these sets, too," The girl said, fluttering her eyes to him as she playfully pouted. "But y'know, Trudy... it's awfully rude that our bunny bun here hasn't even removed anything yet!" The bunny gulped as he felt his heart beat faster. His dick throbbed more, even as he was aware that they would soon see his over-sized cock... as well as his less than flattering underpants.

Trudy played along, though, loving how riled up Dylan looked. "Then I guess we'll have to fix that!" She purred, playing with the hem of his shirt. Soon, the two calicos gripped his shirt, quickly flipping it up and over the bunny. They giggled and began to feel up his naked, fuzzy chest, rubbing their faces against him.

"Ah..! B-be gentle..!" Dylan moaned out, letting his hands hold onto the girls by their hips. Their tails were now snaked completely around his legs. As the twins felt over his chest with one hand, they allowed their off hands to gently play with his jeans and feel his bulge.

"Mmh... damn, how big are you, huh?" Tiffany asked teasingly. "Six inches? Seven?"

"He feels more like an eight, Tiff," Trudy flirted, gently squeezing his bulge, making him gasp and moan out. Tiffany giggled eagerly as she began to undo his button and zipper.

"Eight..! Mmmf, what a stud muffin we have here~" She giggled, allowing her twin to slowly tug down his pants. As his waistband came into view, the two girls slowly quieted up, their eyes widening as they raised an eyebrow curiously. Dylan shut his eyes as he felt Trudy let go of his pants and let them fall to his ankles. His fat, fully erect dick bounced out, the fabric of his carrot underwear stretching over his shaft and his large balls.

As he expected, the two girls instantly burst out laughing, staring at the sight before them. He didn't know why, but the sounds of the two cute girls laughing hysterically at him only made him grow more aroused as his cock twitched in his undies. Pre began to pool at the swollen tip, with Trudy starting to rub and stroke his engorged meat through his ridiculous briefs. "Well..! Pfft, hehehe..!" She began, unable to keep from giggling. "This is far larger than eight inches for sure..!" She looked up at the embarrassed boy, smirking with a mischievous look. "Quite a big carrot, bunny~"

"Haha! Didn't ya know, Trudy? He's carrot crazy!" Tiffany butted in, laughing heavily as she used a hand to roughly swat and grope Dylan's rear, kneading it through the fabric. The bunny's eyes shot open as she did so, feeling even more humiliated. As she said the words 'carrot crazy', he felt even more ridiculous than usual! Turning his head, he caught a glimpse of the three of them in a mirror hanging on the wall. He could see his fat butt, stretching out the silly, childish print that was patterned all over his bunny tush. The smiles of the cartoon caricature of himself seemed to mock him.

"Agh..! I-I didn't know that was there..!" He gasped out in embarrassment, feeling his cock throb and leak further. The twins merely laughed harder, enjoying the sight of the bunny writhing in humiliation. He felt Trudy start to knead and grope at his other buttcheek as well, giggling as she teased their new boy toy.

"Awww, how were you not aware, Dyl?" She giggled, her other hand still stroking at his shaft. "After all, you're the one who stretched your tiny little undie-wundies around your big fat cock~" She cooed, giggling still as the bunny let out moans of pleasure.

"How did ya even find briefs with little carrots on em?" Tiffany snickered, using a hand to pull and tug at his waistband. "Plus, these little bunnies look like you!" She laughed, continuing to massage his ass. Her ears flicked as Dylan continued to moan out, her eyes soon scanning over his heavy looking balls. The calico began to gently grope and feel his balls, making the bunny gasp and tense up. "Bet ya got your mommy to make em, huh?" She joked, mocking the bunny a little bit.

"Ahn... w-what..? N-no, she didn't..!" Dylan groaned out in denial, feeling his shame and embarrassment grow as the two girls laughed and groped his half naked body. Trudy, feeling both curious and naughty, shifted the hand that was groping his butt upwards. She allowed her claw to subtly curl into his waistband, pulling them back to take a look at the tag. The girl also got a nice view of the boy's bubbly tush, giggling harder as she read the brand aloud.

"Bunbury Bottoms?" She said, her eyes widening. She let his waistband snap to his waist, making him yelp as she smiled widely at Dylan. "Is your last name Bunbury?" She asked somewhat giddily. This made Tiffany giggle louder, pushing herself against the boy even more firmly.

"Hahaha! Your mommy did make em! What a good son you are, wearing such silly briefies!" Tiffany laughed, playfully slapping at the boy's bottom. It jiggled a little bit, the slapping noise making Dylan yell out in surprise.

"Ah, h-hey!" He yelped, his enormous cock wiggling and twitching to his movements. More pre began to ooze through the white fabric, dripping downwards messily.

"Oh, do be careful, Tiff!" Trudy started, putting on a fake tone of concern. "If our bunny here gets too stimulated, he just might... cum~" She cooed, squeezing his shaft as she pushed her body against him a bit more. Dylan felt their soft breasts rubbing against his side, their nipples poking through their tops a bit.

Tiffany merely giggled and followed suit, eyeing the bunny lustfully as she began to stroke at the base of his carrot covered shaft. "Cum? With undies like these, I don't think he'd cum. He'd... spunk!" The girl giggled teasingly. The boy's fat rod twitched heavily as they continued, the girls continuing to tease him by whispering and cooing into his large ears while rubbing his swollen, over-sized boner.

"Not to mention cream..."

"And spurt..."

"And jizz..!"

"Shoot his bunny batter..."

Dylan curled his toes and bit his lip in pleasure, feeling his orgasm building up by their rubbing and verbal teasings. As the twins began to suckle and kiss on his ears, his cock throbbed even heavier, spurting out gobs of precum in an excited manner. It was clearly in love with the attention, and wanted more. The bunny's body was clearly overwhelmed, as he was starting to waver on the spot, his eyes rolling back in immense pleasure.

As the calico girls kept smooching the boy, they walked him to one of their beds, quickly pushing him to it and letting him fall on his back. He gasped out, catching himself a little bit. Of course, as he started to look up, the calico twins started to crawl to him, kissing him up once more as their hips grind and rub against him. From what it felt like, they were grinding against his legs. Dylan even felt their tails start to twirl and wrap around him once more, staying nice and close to their new toy.

Before Dylan could say anything else, their hands reached towards his, starting to guide them to their bodies once more. This time, however, both Trudy and Tiffany had the same idea, pushing his hands into their panties, letting his fingers explore and curl against their crotches. The bunny could only let them do so, panting and groaning out as his cock kept resisting against their cottony prison. The cat girls' pussies felt very warm, and even a bit damp. While he had no real idea what he was doing, the girls kept providing their guidance in letting his fingers feel around gently.

"Ahn... guh... girls..." He gulped and panted, looking between the twins with his tongue hanging out. He put as much energy as he could to not keep his eyes shut and relax into an intense orgasm, which was still growing. "Cuh-can I a-at least take my underwear off..?"

"No," The two girls answered simultaneously, following it up with more teasing and mocking giggles. "We can't have you making a mess on us, let alone our bed, honey bunny," Trudy tutted, gasping and purring as she kept humping herself against the boy.

"Besides, you're far too big for us to just tug em off!" Tiffany laughed, playfully pulling at his underwear to make his dick bounce. "Maybe the next time, though!"

Dylan wasn't able to keep track of time, as he was far too overstimulated to care. The two girls kept caressing and stroking him off, planting plenty of kisses on his neck, ears, chest, and his lips, enjoying the sounds of his pent up, gentle moaning. He continued to squirm a little, feeling his cock throb and twitch even more needily, a sign of the fact that he would soon unleash plenty of pent up bunny cream.

His fuzzy, cottony tail waggle wildly behind himself as he breathed heavier, peeking in between the two handsy cats. Naturally, he enjoyed the view of their cleavage, not to mention their groins grinding against his hands, and by extension, his legs. Hearing their soft gasps and purrs of pleasure made him even more aroused, their dampness making his fingers slick and warm. He even managed to catch a peek of their crotches, seeing some wetness start to seep through their fancy lingerie.

Unable to stop himself from reacting, he felt his orgasm grow nearer and nearer, his hands digging and squishing against their pussies a little harder, making them squeal out gently, enjoying how it felt. "Mmfh..! Oh, you naughty boy...~" Trudy purred, burying her face into his neck and smooching at him.

"Haah... y-your breathing harder, bunnykins..!" Tiffany cooed out, nibbling and kissing his long ear. "So what're you waitin' for?~"

"Yeah, Dylly, come on... shoot your load...~" Trudy added on, starting to rub and stroke his shaft a little more.

Hearing them edge him even more certainly helped, as his dick spasmed even more. His tip throbbed and leaked heavily, the boy shutting his eyes as he began to groan. Unable to hold it back any longer, he finally let himself cum, letting it spurt and spray a little bit from the tip. "Hnngh..! Guh... cuh-cuhh... aahhn..." He moaned mindlessly, his orgasm lasting at least a minute. The two girls watched with interested and impressed looks, giggling as they also stared at his face as he jizzed himself.

"Oooh my... I knew you would've creamed a lot... but wow!" Trudy purred, biting her lip as she stared.

"So much! A shame you couldn't do that in us... but your willy is much too big, bunny~" Tiffany snickered.

When Dylan finally finished cumming, he relaxed where he laid, panting heavily as his dick slowly softened in his sticky, wet carrot briefs. He felt more and more kisses cover his cheeks from the twin calico girls, clearly pleased with their work.

"Mmf... good boy..." Trudy purred, eyeing over his messy underwear.

"I think we gotta stop for today, Trudy. We wore the poor little bunny out," She cooed, watching the bunny as he slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the afterglow.

"Very well," Her sister replied, winking to Tiffany. "We're definitely gonna see him on campus more often~" After a bit of time, she leaned towards her sister, dropping her voice to a whisper. "...are we gonna dump him outside in his silly little briefs?"

After a few seconds of thinking, Trudy shook her head, flashing a naughty smile. "No... at least not today. We'll have plenty of time to have more fun with him!"

Dylan arrived into his dorm room after awhile, walking a bit bowlegged. He had kept his sticky, wet underwear on after leaving Trudy and Tiffany's room. The two were certainly very attractive and very dominant. He still felt flustered, especially as he remembered how amused they were with his choice of fashion, not to mention his huge erection.

As the boy stripped his clothes off, wanting to take a shower to make himself feel less sticky, he began to wonder what else the girls would have in store for him! On one hand, they were very eager to have lots of lewd fun, and didn't immediately laugh him out of their room. On the other, they were quite dominant, bordering on a bully level, not unlike the frat boys he came across. As he walked to the bathroom, he began to wonder if they'd even try and 'hook up' with him again. Was this just a one night stand? Could this be the start of a relationship? Dylan was unsure currently.

For now, he just allowed the water to drizzle over himself, washing off his sticky, messy cum, his slightly engorged cock swinging in between his legs. Dylan couldn't help but imagine Trudy and Tiffany, both in their fancy lingerie. He loved how they felt him up, using his embarrassed, flustered nature to arouse him for their own fun.

"Mmh... maybe if I'm lucky, they'll actually let me see em naked..!" He gasped to himself, idly rubbing his shaft. "Mmf... a-ah, quiet, you pervert..!" Dylan gasped out at himself, blushing and biting his lip. "Haah.. if they heard that, they'd never let me forget it..!" He said to himself. He shook his head and continued his shower.

"Well... if those two wanna... well, 'have fun' again, hopefully we keep it private... I wouldn't want anyone else to see me in such a manner! I'll never be taken seriously at that point..!" He continued to say, washing himself off.

"Hey, Dana, you good?" Asked a fox girl, looking up from a rather large, heavy business textbook. She was staring at her roommate and long time friend since elementary school, Dana, who was currently hunched over her desk, a sketchpad left open as she listened to music. She hadn't even lifted up her pencil at all, and looked quite tense, as she kept her face in her hands.

"Mmf... I guess so," Dana sighed, finally sitting straight and stretching her long neck upwards. "Just... trying to come up with something to draw for my assignment," She answered.

The fox rolled her eyes, smiling a bit as she shut her book and scooted forward. The fox was wearing an over-sized t-shirt, hiding a pair of simple pink panties as she tilted her head. "Come on, girl, I know that melancholy mood. What else is on your mind?"

After a few seconds of silence, the giraffe turned her neck and sighed, removing her ear buds and pausing her music. She looked to the side in minor embarrassment. "Pauline... am I really awkward?"

The fox girl gave a sympathetic smile, nodding with a somewhat guilty look. "Er... kinda? You're my closest friend, Dana, but you've never been the best at meeting new people."

"Yeah, I'm aware," The giraffe sighed, turning around to face her fox friend a bit better. She was still in her black clothing, not having changed into anything else yet. "I thought I had grown out of my dumb, shy teenager mindset. When I tried to talk to a classmate however, I couldn't help but just... freeze up."

After some thinking, Pauline asked, "Did you introduce yourself to him?"

"Well, sorta. I couldn't say my name before he walked to his next class," The giraffe answered.

"If he's in your class, you're bound to see him again!" Pauline said, smiling brightly. "You'll have another time then. What's he like?" She asked in return, tilting her head with a bit of a cheeky smile.

"Well... he's kinda shy, like me. He looks nice, and uh..." She said, blushing brighter as she imagined the rabbit, as well as his rather over-sized bulge. As her mind began to tease her with images of the rabbit, stripping down to a pair of white, model branded boxer briefs, Pauline stifled a snicker, raising an eyebrow.

"Ooooh, you got a crush on a boy!~" Pauline teased, giggling as her friend jumped and blushed harder.

"S-shut up..! No I don't!" Dana huffed, denying her claims as she tried to brush images of a half naked bunny boy from her mind.

The fox rolled her eyes as she picked up her textbook again, opening it to the page she left off. "Whatever, Dana. Regardless, you're gonna have to initiate a proper conversation at some point if you wanna get to know him! You can't be an awkward loner the whole time."

"I know, I know," Dana sighed, fixing her hair with one of her hands as she shook her head, trying to get out of her flustered demeanor. "I'll give it a shot next time I see him around the building."

"Until then, am I gonna hear you jill off while you fantasize about him?~" Pauline joked, giggling wildly as Dana flinched and flushed harder.

"Ugh, Pauline!" She yelled, feeling embarrassed as her tail swung in a frustrated manner. In a huff, the giraffe turned her attention back to the sketchpad. She rested her cheek against her hand once more, gently gripping a pencil as she idly drew a few marks on the paper. She sighed as her eyes closed, imagining the bunny once more.

She couldn't help but bite his lip as she began to mindlessly sketch on the paper her image of the bunny in his underwear. Even though she hadn't actually seen what he looked like with no clothing, her imagination seemed to do that job for her.

"Hm... how long was his hair again..?" She mumbled to herself. "Wonder if he's more of a boxers or briefs guy... probably wears something sexy and mature... hnnf...~" As she continued to doodle to herself, she made a mental note to not carry this specific sketchbook around. The last thing she needed while trying to meet up with him again was for this drawing to fall out!

"If he's taking drawing or painting... I wonder if he'd be a nude model...~" She mused, letting her dirty, perverted thoughts start to roam around again. "Wonder how big he is... maybe six inches? Seven? O-or... what if eight...?"

As she speculated, she continued to draw, sighing to herself. Tomorrow was another day, and she'd find the time to introduce herself one way or another!