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Leem was enjoying the quiet night of the stars above. The red panda was humming to himself, stretching on one of the comfy seats. He was in an abandoned courtyard, a perfect place to enjoy himself. He could almost picture his audience as he readied his lute. His dexterous fingers plucked at the strings idly while he looked at the stars. He probably should have asked for heroes to join him... he was given a minor quest, to go take care of a gnoll encampment to the west of the kingdom. It was so easy to do that Leem charged off without thought

But as he saw sights of the gnoll in the far off horizon, a sinking feeling hit the panda. Leem picked up his playing pace, a fast song on his mind. The music was just one of the many noises in the woods, but in these courts, it could be heard through the doorways and halls. It had nice acoustics at least... he had been here for several days.

Leem didn't QUITE think about it, he was a bard, and while he could hold himself in a fight... the thought of charging gnolls was a little much. There was a mean hyena in town he should have brought with him, a barbarian would have been so nice. Or even that disgruntled archer on watch, wanting just a few more coppers on the side.

His thoughts were on the future that he didn't notice the soft pad of paws against the stonework. He kept playing, unaware of a bunny looming closer and closer. The firelight gleamed off his floating yellow crown. A devious on the bunny's face with a predatory glint in those eyes as he took in his prey.

"Dohohoho, what do we have here?" Leem nearly jumped in surprise, his lute nearly falling into the fire at his feet.

"Umm, who in the academies above are you?" The red panda asked. Leem clutched his lute close, one hand on his sword. He was nervous, but this bunny... he radiated something, but he didn't have any weapons out. He looked, well, harmless to Leem's eyes. Except for that ridiculous getup. He was dressed in a pink uniform, his thighs fully visible, a pair of leggings were all the footwear he had. He was staring at Leem, a picture of radiance and an innocent smile on his face.

"Oh ho ho ho, dear adventurer." He didn't shout, but his voice carried across the courtyard easily enough. Almost as if he was at Leem's side. "Mind if I share your campfire for the night. My butt is dreadfully cold."

This bunny turned around to show off a gigantic fat ass, full moon cheeks fully exposed as he shook his ass back and forth. Leem was disgusted. He was so utterly revolted at the sight! But staring at it... calmed down his initial outrage. It WOULD be mighty harsh to turn him away, especially with gnolls out and about.

The bard nodded and went back idly to his song. He felt like telling the bunny not to talk about his butt again, but the words didn't touch his lips. As he went back to playing, the bunny smirked.

"Why excellent." The bunny went forward, his legs swaying side to side, his eyes had never left Leem's body until he was nice and close to Leem. He smelt of exotric spices, foreign and impossible to place. It made Leem feel even more... hazy, his mind struggling more now.

"And what's your name sugar? My name's Basil." His voice was thick like honey now. An almost singsong quality to it. Leem couldn't help but tune his instrument to Basil's voice, the effects of Basil getting stronger. Basile smiled down at him. "Leem huh? That's a lovely name. I think it's worth a butt cushion, don't you agree?'

Leem felt that was so wrong. He wasn't... a butt cushion, he was umm, a bard right? He leaned forward, his hands still playing to the tune of Basil. "Yeah, yeah whatever you say." He couldn't even remember what was wrong. A dopey grin was growing on his face as he smiled uptwards the bunny. Basil's grin broadened in respon.

"Go on then, do your job." Basil turned around and shook that butt back and forth. It was mere inches away from his face now. Leem's mind was too thick to think properly, He bent forward. That butt took over his entire view. It didn't stay still though. Basil was constantly bouncing it up and down, side to side. An exotic dance that sunk Leem deeper into his soft butt web.

Leem fell to his knees. Basil didn't bring that butt any closer. It was up to Leem to watch, give himself in... as the red panda watched. He couldn't stop himself. He couldn't tear his eyes away from such a magnificent sight as that butt flashed forth in his face. His eyes felt so warm. A spiral fell over him, his eyes bouncing with Basil's colors as he leaned forward. Those ass cheeks embraced him, their warmth covered in his face.

He dropped his lute to the ground to feel those cheeks, butr the song was still playing, echoing through the courtyard as he embraced his master's plush rear. It was so soft and yielding. He knew, a small part of him, that he shouldn't be doing this. But he couldn't pull himself away. It felt too good to just worship it.

His mouth opened of its own violation. He was sure Basil was saying something, but the master bunny's words were too hard to understand in his lust-addled state. He just gave in more and more. Leem pushing and kissing. It felt so right. It was where he belonged...

Memories were all becoming a wash. He was MASTER'S servant. There to string songs for him, there to kiss and huff his body. He was so focused on his butt. His face sunk deep into that warm flesh. Basil's butt was growing warm against Leem's touches. The red panda's hands massaged nicely and perfectly against the thick butt. He didn't know what the Master said. He just... was at home.

But suddenly the butt pulled away, Leem was staring at it. A piece of him was gone, where he belonged was lost. He stared at the rabbit with a hazy, miserable stare as it was gone. But Basil turned around, grinning at his little pet. Leem's eyes were still a mess. The bunny's figure tirlwled around and around. Despite losing Basil butt, it felt so good to stare... and lose himself more and more to it. Soon though, something else was being shoved towards his face.

Master's broad, thick paws were being pushed against his snout. It was all he could see, those toes clenching against his face as Basil smirked. Leem knew already what he had to do without being told. It was his duty... as the royal worshipper

"My my, you're easier at this than most heroes!" His master piped up. Leem heard him through a haze. "You must truly be a weirdo!" Basil laughed at his own joke, his paw shoved harder against Leem's face.

Leem let out a moan, lost in those heavenly paws. He took his toes into his mouth as he licked and sucked. He kissed until they were hefty and shining with his worship. He let his fingers touch and worship them. It felt so soft in his hands.

Leem couldn't help but let out a shiver. A small, small part of him felt like he should be utterly ashamed of what he was doing. He was a hero! A bard... not some lowly paw rest for Master- he meant a random bunny!

The power radiating off this bunny was utterly menacing. Leem couldn't bear it as he kept worshipping. It was hard to tell how long the hours were passing, but... the moon was gone from their open roof courtyard. He couldn't see it anymore. All he cared about was those broad, perfect white furred paws. Those toes pushed against him. He licked and sucked them passionately. A dopey smile on his face as he worshipped.

On top of him, Basil grinned down at him. "My my, from hero to toe lover. Such a tragic fate, you couldn't get any lower!" He teased me. It bit into Leem's pride, deep inside him. But he didn't care. It hurt him, but he wanted those paws and butt of his master so badly.

He bent forward greedily, kissing and hugging those paws. Basil grinned and wiggled his paws. "And now the night is over. No need to be a paw lover. My paws were always there, on your head here!" He pushed that paw into Leem's head. Some of the drool rubbed into his hair. Leem stared into Basil's eyes with a mix of intense lust and longing, waiting to hear those wondrous commands.

Basil's grin broadened. "Now... Why don't we go back to my castle. So you can go there and submit to your master Basil." Basil snapped his fingers, and just like that, the two of them vanished. Disappearing into the night and leaving Leem's lute behind. A strong wind knocked the fire out... his stuff, everything of his old life gone. Now a slave to his new overlord.

And he loved it.