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Introduction

9PM Friday 03/19/1968

It was evening, here at the Bunny Shire. Most of the family had gone to bed already, but Snowball and his loving wife Carrottop had stayed up to discuss the plans for their daughter's eighteenth birthday. It was a special time for a young woman to turn eighteen, or a young man. A time that also required some special care to be taken or else things could easily become a mess.

Carrottop was sitting at the little desk they had in their room and writing in her journal. Only wearing her see-through nightgown which poorly hid her amazing orange fur and body. "So, our baby turns eighteen tomorrow."

Snowball nodded. "One of the last ones too. The other kids are safe at their grandparents, no need for them to see anything too weird just yet."

"Oh they'll get to experience it eventually, when they turn eighteen. I'll tell you, hun, when I turned eighteen, I must have gone into heat for two whole days. They had to swap my siblings in and out of my room because I just wouldn't stop."

Snowball whistled. "Ah can see you doing that. You've always had some kinda energy Ah can hardly keep up with."

"Well it got better after Peter grew up, because when you can't finish, he can help out."

Snowball laughed. "That poor boy, nineteen years old and his mom rides him like a young filly."

"Oh you're no better. You and Luna have had some intimate moments."

Snowball shrugged. "Ah guess that's fair enough. Cotton's gonna be eighteen tomorrow though, and she'll be going through her first heat. Once she does, who knows how bad it'll be. Ah'd reckon we're all gonna have to help out."

Carrot giggled, a musical sound that always brought a smile to his lips. "Four against one, I think we're outmatched."

"Oh we'll see. Ah feel bad fer her, she's already been acting a bit strange. That's why Ah sent her t' her room after dinner. Figured she needed to rest before the big day. An if'n she goes into heat tonight, she won't be alone, Luna should be there fer her after she's done with her studies."

Carrot closed her journal. "Speaking of heat, I'm feeling a little Friday night funky myself. Would you like to... you know?"

Snowball glanced over at his loving wife. Her orange fur and green curly hair complemented his white fur and blond hair nicely. He could see them mixing their furs together as they rolled around in the bed a little. Then he started to think about something she said. "What do ya mean Friday Night Funky, it's Thursday, Carrot."

Carrottop blinked. "No, it's Friday."

He sat up. "No, it's Thursday the eighteenth.'

"It's Friday the eighteenth love. I just got my new Hares Weekly magazine this morning."

Snowball had to concede to it being Friday. That darned fashion magazine only came out on Fridays. The issue was the date. He picked himself up off the bed with a grunt and walked over the calendar on the wall. He looked at it and felt his stomach drop. "Um... honey, it's actually Friday the nineteenth..."

Carrot stood up sharply. Her yellow nightgown flew around her as she raced to join him at the calendar. "No, no, no, it cannot be. If it was the nineteenth it would be cotton's birthday today. But she didn't go into heat now did she? She was perfectly in control of herself, and only felt a little hot near the end of dinner."

Snowball adjusted his overalls and took a few steps back as he watched Carrot's expression go blank. They'd just screwed up. They forgot what day it was today. Normally this might just be a little rude, and perhaps hurt their daughter's feelings for forgetting to give her a party. By all means she was trying to hint at them forgetting something all day now. But they'd convinced her that today was the eighteenth and she was just being giddy.

They were wrong.

Cotton Bunbun had turned eighteen years old today.

Part One

Peter was walking around the halls of the warren. This deep underground it was nice and cool, and the hot sun of the day had finally gone down. He and his father had been working out on the carrot farm all day, so he was in favor of relaxing and getting some rest. He walked past Cotton's room and noticed the door was ajar, she must have just gone out to the restroom or something. Poor girl, it seemed like she was nervous about her first heat tomorrow.

He recalled what it was like when he had his first heat. His mom and big sister Luna were there to help out, but due to the mature nature of it, they actually sent Cotton and the little ones off to their aunt and uncle. It wouldn't be the first time they'd seen someone doing the business, but no need for them to be exposed to how rough a first heat can be.

Peter walked to the bathroom and opened the door. The light was turned off and he rolled his eyes. "Okay, maybe Cotton's not in here, but Ah'm talking to Luna about turning off the lights early again." he flicked the light switch on.

The bathroom was nice and large, and had a window for ventilation on the opposite side of the shower. There was a large closet in here, and the shower curtain was drawn closed. No matter how many times one went to their own restroom a closed shower curtain was always a little creepy. Though he was a strong muscular farmer, ain't no shower curtain was gonna scare him. In fact he was just going to ignore it and go piss because he was that much of a man.

He walked in, closed and locked the door behind him so that no one would step in on him peeing... again. And then walked to the toilet. He unzipped the fly to his jeans, pulled out his member and aimed. The toilet seat was left up so his pa must have been here last. That was fine, he could blame it on his pa if one of the girls sat in the toilet water by mistake.

Just as he began to unleash his tide of pent up urine, he got a funny feeling. Not just that his dick was mostly erect, but he could smell something... his head felt a little dizzy, it smelled a little like musk. Female musk. Glancing at the curtain again he swallowed. Maybe he should be worried.

Holding his dick with one hand he reached out to the shower curtain with the other and slid it open.

Nothing.

The shower was empty. Well he shrugged once more and continued peeing in peace. It must just be the left over scent from one of the girls.

Once he was finished peeing he was about to zip himself back up, but judging by just how hard he was, he had a new concern. He was pretty sure from how strong the scent of musk was in here, that either his ma or Luna had come in here and made a mess someplace. It didn't help him now because he was feeling the need to either masturbate or ask one of the girls to take care of his needs.

Last time he asked Luna, she had adjusted her glasses, closed her text book hard and then told him to go fuck his mother. Since they were siblings it came out less like an insult and more of an awkward suggestion. So he had, but man, that pink ass would feel good in his hands. She wasn't too keen on men though, so he wouldn't bother her. His ma and pa were probably busy in the sack already and though he could go join in, it was rude form to join in without being invited. So he let out a sigh, and keeping his hand over his member began to stroke it. Looking in the mirror he saw his reflection, his light brown fur was a bit dirty, and his green hair was unruly, and stuck out in odd places, the white t-shirt he wore had pit stains around it, but otherwise he looked fine.

That was when he noticed the closet door behind him was ajar. Had it been that way when he entered? That was probably why it smelled like girl cum in here. Luna probably did something with the cleaning supplies, maybe shoved a broom in her tight pussy... he wondered, if only briefly, how it might feel to do the same with himself. He wasn't gay, not at all, but hey, a man could feel pleasure from their backdoor too, that weren't no crime.

He shrugged it off as an idea for later and went back to stroking his dick over the toilet water. The harder he stroked the hotter his body grew. He had to lean forward with one hand on the back of the toilet, his thumb pushing down the lever and flushing the toilet. The toilet seat fell down with the lid on top of it. The sound of flushing water filled his ears as he closed his eyes.

Something hot pressed against his back. He froze. A fluffy white and shot out around his waist and grabbed hold of his dick. He groaned as the fingers clamped around it, stroking it. They were soaking wet and he could smell the female musk stronger than ever. Another hand slid up under his shirt and moved to his chest.

He looked back over his shoulder and saw Cotton there. Her blond curly hair was a mess, the look in her eyes was madness and the erotic expression on her face as her tongue lulled out was more than he could handle. She was naked as could be, and her lust poured down her legs pooling onto the floor.

His eyes widened. "Ah, Ah thought yer birthday was t-tomorrow. On Friday."

She placed her lips to his neck. She was shorter than him by a good few inches but even with his muscles, the more he smelled her lust, the weaker he felt. She spoke in a low, succulent voice. "I kept telling them it was today, no one would listen, today is Friday. Today, I am in heat. Today, I, will, fuck, you."

This was a fine mess they were in. He had to find a way to escape and tell his folks. To let them know that Cotton was in heat. Not only that, she was smart. Most folk couldn't even figure out how door handles worked in their first heat, let alone speak full sentences. Fuck, she was horny, and intelligent.

Her hands stroked his cock harder than before. He grunted as all the power in his legs was leaving him. His knees buckled, and for a moment he feared he'd fall head first into the toilet. Yet Cotton was quick to spin him around, and he landed with his ass on the toilet seat lid.

Cotton's hands gripped his pants and tore them off his legs along with his boxers before he could even figure out what was going on. She jumped onto his lap and began grinding her soaking wet thighs and ass against him. The way her wet fur clung to his felt amazing. How her hot wet slit rubbed against his dick made him burn with desire. She pushed his shoulders back against the toilet and continued to grind against him.

He grunted. "F-fuck, Cotton, yer an adult and in heat, but can't ya be a little gentle?"

She pressed her lips to his. A moment later he no longer cared about being gentle. Their tongues met and played together as lust consumed his mind. His own heat was rising. The magical affect that lived in all creatures on the Lapis Garden, heat and lust, it was how their world worked, how their lives functioned, and he knew that he wasn't getting out of this bathroom with his mind, or his dignity intact.

She finally thrust her hips against his lap hard enough to slide up and over his dick. Then when she slid back down, his tip pocked up in just the right place to slip into her pussy. She pulled her head back and gave a loud powerful groan of lust as her pussy swallowed his cock to the base. He grunted. "S-sorry, are ya okay? First time right?"

"F-FUCK! Hard, fuck now!" She screamed as she began grinding her hips hard and fast. Apparently even if it was her first time having a dick inside her, the effects of the lust turned it all into pure pleasure.

He grunted as her tight hole swallowed his dick, claiming it as her own and keeping it locked deep inside of her. Thrust after thrust they two of the kissed, fucked, and lusted for one another. With her naked body pressed against his, he grabbed her breast, squeezing it tight. Feeling the pink nipple press against the palm of his hand. She tried to return the favor by massaging his nipple. His was green, much like their mom's, and much to his surprise it felt amazing to have her massaging it.

He knew he couldn't last much longer. He wanted to make her cum though. He wanted to help her feel good, to help her body cool down even a little. She thrust and wriggled, and moved her hips so hard he couldn't hold out. He gave a final groan and thrust up into her pussy as hard as he could. His dick pumped its love out, thick sticky ropes of his cum poured into her pussy and filled up her womb.

She continued to rut him, drawing out more and more of his cum. She was being filled to the brim with it, so much so that it was slipping out of her pussy and running down his cock and legs. Yet he couldn't hold on. His lust energy had been drained from the act and he closed his eyes.

His body felt heavy and his dick was beginning to soften. As he fell into unconscious slumber he heard her curse. "FUCK! Stay up, stay up, I need cummies, please, please cummies! No... nooo..." she leaned forward and gave him a gentle kiss. "I still love you, but... I need cummies, someone else to cummies."

Part Two

Carrottop and her husband had both gone to Cotton's room immediately after realizing that today was actually their daughter's eighteenth birthday, and now she was likely in need of some help with her first heat. The first heat was always by far the very worst. After which one got used to it, and could control themselves, but until then they needed to help her. However, upon reaching her door they not only found that her bed was a sticky mess and her room smelled like constant masturbation, she was nowhere to be seen.

Carrottop and Snowball decided to split up at that moment. Cotton was somewhere in the house, likely looking for someone to help her scratch that itch. Depending on who she found, or how hard she found them, she might be far from satisfied. Carrottop had gone to the bathroom, thinking perhaps Cotton's instincts would drag her that way, what she found was an open door with her son having his pants pulled down, covered in various fluids and sleeping on the toilet.

She let out a sigh of defeat. It was too late and they messed up as parents. All she could do now was try and clean up the mess. Literally in this case.

She took some time to use a rag and carefully clean the cum out of her son's fur. Once cleaned she tried to shake him awake, but it was no use. He had fainted from the loss of his lust energy, and might take a few more minutes to wake up. In the adventurer's circles they'd call this being knocked out.

She stood back up, washed her hands and then left the bathroom. This was going to be the trial of their parenting. Finding and fucking their daughter into submission. Or being fucked into submission themselves. Either way, so long as it kept their daughter in the house, and away from the neighbors, they'd count it as a success.

Carrottop continued walking down the halls, making sure to keep her eyes peeled for any signs that might help her. Looking at the hard wood floors, she saw that there were puddles of lust leading down the hall. This was going to be her ticket. Good news was that folk in their first heat were basically sex animals, so all she had to do was track her down, and either make her cum or trick her into a room and shut the door. Not much work needed past that.

Carrottop continued to follow the trail of sticky fluids. Until she noticed that they just stopped at the end of the hall. There was an antechamber near her, one that had a couch with several bookshelves and a window set high up that showed the outside world above ground. Yet aside from the orange light from the crystal lamp on the shelf, there was nothing else here of note.

At least, she thought that at first. She looked at the couch and realized there was something sticking out of the cushions. It was a book, a familiar one. Carrottop walked over to it and leaned forward. She grabbed the book and pulled it free from its hold between the cushions. She gasped, it was her journal. The one she was writing in today. The outside of it had a little bit of sticky fluids and smelled of sex...

Something shoved into Carrottop's generous ass and forced her face first into the couch. She looked behind her and saw Cotton there. Cotton was stark naked, her nethers soaked beyond belief and raining hot fluids onto the floor. Cotton jumped over her mother's rear end, rubbing her face into it and groping it. The nightgown tightened against her flesh, pulling as Cotton's fingers dug into the flesh of her rear. "Mommy!"

Carrottop blinked. "Oh fuck, you're able to speak."

Cotton's fingers slid down the length of her rear and the slipped underneath her nightgown. "Mommy! I need cummies, please help me cummies."

Carrottop groaned as that face buried itself into her nethers from behind. Her own lust was starting to leak out, and her scent was filling the air, mixing in with that of Cotton's. Cotton inhaled deeply. "Mommy smells good, so good."

Carrottop purred. "Mommy wants to help you. Let Mommy make you cu-ah!"

Cotton's tongue was pushing against the fabric of the nightgown and licking at her pussy. Carrottop only now regretted not wearing any underwear under this thing. Cotton slid the nightgown up and over Carrottop's ass revealing her orange fluffy bottom to the world. Then shoved her face right back in. Her tongue dug deep into Carrottop's pussy.

Carrottop groaned. "Mmmn, that's where you c-came from!"

Cotton moaned as she ran her tongue up the length of her mother's slit and then between her large ass cheeks. "That's where you'll cum now."

Carrottop tried to push herself up. To get control of the situation again so that she could at least help her daughter feel better. Yet she felt those hands dig in deep to the flesh of her ass and squeeze. That tongue dug into her cheeks and found her back door, licking at it with a fury that was maddening. Carrottop's mind was going blank with lust and all she found herself capable of doing was leaning forward, and shoving her ass out more toward her hungry daughter. "More, lick mommy's cunt more!"

Cotton followed orders, whether she was listening to her mom, or to her own lust. That tongue dug in deep into Carrottop's pussy, massaging the deepest folds of her love cave, and going deep into the place that had once birthed Cotton into this world. She was returning home and in the most succulent of ways.

That tongue spread her pussy open, digging deep circles of heat and passion. Carrottop could only lay there, moaning, letting her fluids run all over Cotton's face and doing her best to hold out for as long as possible. She couldn't fight this pleasure, she could only embrace it. Yet if she held out long enough, perhaps backup would arrive?

Lick after lick, Carrottop felt herself burning up. She was so close to the edge. Even if that tongue was inexperienced, its passion and hunger made up for that. Then Cotton's tongue slid down to Carrottop's clit. Carrottop's eyes widened as those lips were placed over her clit and Cotton began sucking on it. Carrottop groaned loud as her body was wracked by intense pleasure.

Waves of heat ran up from her pussy, across her spine, and then into her head. She threw her head back and screamed as her body exploded with intense heat. The passion burning across every ounce of her flesh was too much to handle. Hot fluids splashed across Cotton's face as Carrottop came with reckless abandon.

Finally the heat died down and Carrottop fell limp against the couch. Her body useless, exhausted, and drained. She closed her eyes and let herself drift off into slumber.

Cotton cursed. "FUCK! Mommy, you were supposed to make me cum too!"

Part Three

Luna was in the family library sitting at one of the tables and reading a book on various forms of magic. The biggest one to interest her lately was the studies done into lust magic. Every creature be they a small bunny like herself, to a mighty dragon, to even Queen Lillian herself, all had lust magic inside of them. It was their life force, it was their energy, their drive and passion.

An odd phenomena was that though technically present as it was energy itself, lust magic was a visible force in those under the age of eighteen. In fact, lust magic, or lust energy, was not visibly seen until one turned eighteen, which was when one would go through their first heat. It was often times referred to as the second puberty. An event that happens on the eighteenth birthday, usually between six and twelve hours after the exact time of birth. From there on, one would always have heat, as it was an active part of their body from that moment, but only in the first heat did it become unbearable.

It was therefore common practice to shove an eighteen year old, and the nearest compatible family member into a room together until either they figured out how doors worked or got hungry for actual food.

Thankfully in most cases this only lasted around six hours. Though in some rare cases it could go on for as long as three days. Since their bodies were built around lust energy, it was well known that during the first heat, one would not need to drink, eat, or even sleep so long as they were still in the throes of sexual intercourse. Their partner wouldn't need this either as their bodies were feeding off of and building more lust energy from and for each other. It was a rather impolite cycle of regurgitated magic, but it proved a theory that if one could learn to control the lust energy perfectly, they would not need to eat, or drink, or even sleep for as long as they could remained in that state.

It was truly fascinating to learn about how the most vital part of their adult lives worked. Luna had plans to become a teacher one day, and going to college was her first plan. Once she had saved up the funding for it of course. She closed the book and adjusted her glasses once more.

Looking at her wrist she examined her watch. Her sister was going to be going into heat sometime tomorrow. They'd have to be ready for it, Luna would have to be ready for it. She had studied up on several sexual techniques to try and help ease her sister's burden. Hopefully it would help.

Though it was late, it was nearly nine PM and she would want to go to bed soon. She would need all the rest she could get for tomorrow. But first she took her glasses off and examined them. They were still clean enough to see through. In fact she could see her own reflection in them, her soft pink fur, and her sky blue curly hair. She was the strangest of the children for her color pallet, but bright vivid colors wasn't exactly unknown among the Bunbun clan.

In the reflection she saw in her glasses she thought she saw something moving behind her. She quickly turned her head and looked but all she saw were the rows of bookshelves in their library. She put her glasses back on, but couldn't see anything move. She was all alone in here.

She stood up and looked toward the door. It was open. Had she left it open by mistake? Well no matter, she could close it once she left.

She was about to leave when she heard something hard thump against the wooden floor nearby. Her head shot over to look at the book shelf. One of the thick black leather bound books had fallen over and landed on the floor next to the book cart. She walked over to the shelf and bent over to pick up the book. Just as her fingers wrapped around the edges of it, she read the title. "Of Lust and Lactation."

A weird title, and she had little interest in reading that now. Then she felt something brush against her rear end. She jumped forward began hopping on all fours straight ahead. She turned back and saw Cotton standing there. She was entirely naked, her legs drenched in sexual fluids and her eyes were filled with lust. Then she looked back ahead of herself and saw the wall she was heading too. She crashed into the wall head first, and then stumbled sideways and bumped into the book cart. She fell onto her stomach as dozens of books fell onto her back. They weren't so heavy they hurt, but she was the weakest of her family, pushing herself up took more effort than she had.

She heard wet footsteps slapping against the hardwood floor. She looked over her shoulder to see Cotton walking to her. Naked, wet, and hungry. Luna blinked. "But, but you don't turn eighteen until tomorrow, on Friday!"

Cotton giggled. "Tee hee hee, today is Friday. I told you, I told all of you. But no one listened. Now I'm horny and need to cummy!"

Cotton jumped onto Luna's undefended ass. Those fingers were sticky and wet as they dug beneath the lip of Luna's shorts and then dragged them and her panties down across her legs leaving her pink fluffy ass exposed. Her butt was rather small but well shaped, and Cotton wasted no time in grabbing it and squeezing it hard. "Mmm, so small, how do you expect to be good from behind if you're so tiny?"

Luna looked over at her. "I-I don't mmm, f-fudge! Cotton, let me up so I can have fun with you too."

"No."

Cotton's head shot down and spreading Luna's legs open she felt a hot sticky tongue run across her damp nethers. Sampling the fluids leaking out of her pussy and making Luna moan from the pleasure. The tongue ran up across her ass and brushed her backdoor before finally leaving her body with a sticky wet trail.

Cotton climbed up onto Luna's ass and sat down, pressing her juicy wet nethers against the bare skin of Luna's ass. wrapping her hands around Luna's hips she lifted her up so that their pussies were touching. Luna groaned from the sensation of something so wet and filthy touching her nethers. "P-please, Cotton."

Cotton paused.

There was another rule of thumb for their world. One that was only strange when compared to the information from ancient times. Even in the depths of heat lust, as two individuals lost themselves to heat. It wasn't just lust and passion, it was love.

Cotton asked, "F-fuck, I'm so, horny. Please, sis, please let me hump you."

Luna looked back at her. Knowing that Cotton wanted love more than anything else. She didn't want to hurt anyone, she wanted to please, and be pleasured back. Luna let out a sigh of defeat. She couldn't look at those pleading eyes, that needy expression and not help her little sister. "Get the books off my back and then you can hump my ass all you want."

Cotton swept a hand across the books knocking them in every which way off of Luna's back. Once free of the books, Luna stuck her ass out so that she could make it a little easier for Cotton. Cotton may not have noticed as the moment the books were gone, she was humping her ass.

Cotton slid her wet pussy up and down that ass, brushing Luna's pussy with her own in a sloppy wet kiss every now and again. Each thrust of Cotton's hips made the bunny groan louder. Her wet juices were overflowing and coating the entirety of Luna's butt in sticky juices. Cotton didn't smell much better either, she'd must have been hot for awhile now.

Luna laid there, letting Cotton do her thing. Over and over and over again she had her ass thumped and humped. The wet slap of their hips filled the quiet library with noise. Luna grunted as well. She wasn't anywhere near ready to climax yet, but she was burning up. Her own nethers adding to the puddle of lust beneath them. She wanted to cum too.

Luna moved her fingers down between her legs, sliding them over to her own pussy and began rubbing herself fast and hard. Now the pair of them were moaning in unison. Their bodies growing hot and tense together. Luna rubbed faster as Cotton humped harder. It was a race to the finish to see who came first.

Cotton gave a powerful thrust of her hips, holding her pussy against Luna's ass as hot fluids sprayed out of her nethers covering her ass and fingers in sticky cum. Luna continued rubbing herself furiously the entire time. Flicking sexual juices everywhere around them. Finally she came to a breaking point and let out a loud high pitched scream as she came too. Her own fluids gushing out of her nethers and forming a massive puddle beneath them.

Luna fell limp on the floor. She wasn't about to pass out, but she was exhausted and twitching from the afterglow of a good orgasm. Yet she could feel it. Even after climaxing against her, Cotton was still awake, and still horny.

Cotton stood up, and walked away leaving Luna there in a puddle of their shared fluids. "I need more cummy!"

Luna would have gotten up if she could, but she was just too tired now. Once she regained her energy she'd hunt her sister down and finish her off, but for now, it was time to rest.

Part Four

Snowball had come to the conclusion that today had been a parental failure of epic proportions. First he went searching for his in heat daughter, only to eventually find his wife had been fucked into fainting against the couch in one of the cozy reading nooks. Next he found his son passed out and covered in sex in the toilet. Finally he found his other daughter in the library laying on the floor in a puddle of filth. Though she was awake, she could not say as to where Cotton had gone.

The doors going outside were all still locked so she hadn't left the building. Which meant only one thing. She was still in here, still in here and looking for him. Well if she wanted to find daddy, she would find daddy.

He had gone to his bedroom, stripped naked, left the door wide open and laid down on the bed with his back leaning against the headboard. She would come to him soon. He was sure of it. She was in heat, and it was clear she was at least somewhat aware, if not consumed by the lust. From what he'd gathered, she also didn't get enough of a finish from her pussy to relax, not even for a second. So he had an idea.

It wasn't long before he saw Cotton's head poke into his room. Her white fur was stained with tears that streamed down her face. Her blond curly hair an absolute mess. She sobbed. "D-daddy, help me."

He patted his lap. "Come here, daddy will fix it, honey bunny."

She walked in. By the mother of life, she was covered in fluids. From shoulder to toe she was stained, wet, and horny. Hot fluids were continuously dripping from her pussy. And she walked with a sluggish motion. Though she made her way to the bed, and climbed up onto it. Her first instinct it would seem was to lean over and place her mouth over his rock hard cock.

For a moment he just lay there, feeling her hot mouth sucking and licking at his member. He pet the top of her head as she sobbed and sucked at the same time. The poor dear, she was consumed by lust, but only knew how to give pleasures to others. Not how to accept it for herself.

He pulled on her hair gently, tugging her off of his cock. "Hold up, give it a moment, honey bunny.'

She sobbed. "I'm so horny. I need to make you cum. If I do, I can cum too."

He shook hishead. "Cotton, it's nice you want t' please me an' all. But yer hurting cus ya haven't been able t' please yerself.'

She shook and shivered. "It hurts. I'm so horny it hurts. I just wanna feel good. I want cummies. Daddy make me cummies... please."

He smiled. "Ah have an idea. Turn around and stick yer rear out. Ah'll make ya feel all sorts of good."

She sniffled. "O-okay. Daddy, I love you."

"I love you too, honey bunny, now please, turn around."

She nodded and turned her body around. She stuck her rear out toward his lap. Every part of her body was soaking wet. From her pussy to her ass. This would be more than enough lubrication to hit Cotton's sweet spot. He reached out, grabbing a handful of sticky wet fur and pressed her rear down. He brought his member past her pussy and then poked her asshole with it. Cotton shivered and moaned from the mere contact. "Ah'm gonna fuck you okay, and you'll cum harder than ever before."

She shivered and shook, her ass was large, well shaped, and trembling with desire. He couldn't let his baby girl hurt anymore. She needed to cum, so he'd make her cum. It was his job as a father after all, to take care of his kid's needs, all of 'em.

He pressed his dick into her pucker, gentle at first, but then adding pressure as he did. Her body naturally relaxed as if instinct told her this was the right move. His tip slipped into her rear, and as he continued pushing in, letting her ass swallow his dick whole, she let out a filthy loud moan. Only once he was all the way inside, down to the base, did he began to pull back out. Watching the anus pull with it as it tried to cling greedily to his dick.

He moved back into her. Shoving his dick back into her ass and then pulling out again. Slowly she got used to the rhythm of his cock as it moved in and out of her rear. Her backdoor was tight, yet it was accepting his length with enough ease that this would work out. He moved gently at first, making sure to slowly stretch her anus to fit his length and grow used to the motions. He grabbed onto her hips hard, the mere thought of violating his daughter's asshole like this was hot, but actually doing it had him about ready to cum, still it wasn't about his pleasure, it was all about hers.

"Honey bunny, y-you should, ngh, rub yerself too."

She groaned as she moved her hand down to her pussy and began rubbing it. "F-feels good. Ah, ah! Daddy, my butt feels so good!"

She was into anal. He had a feeling this might be her kink, but hey, if it made her feel good that was all that mattered. Moving into her hole, thrust after thrust, he slowly worked on moving faster. She groaned louder as he thrust deeper and harder. Each motion of his hips made his loins burn, and his fingers dug into her soft sticky hips as he held out as long as he could.

Minutes went by, as he fucked her faster and harder, she seemed to loosen up more and even thrust back in rhythm with his dick. She was getting good at this really quickly. A real natural at ass fucking. He was proud of her for it, and would make sure everyone knew just how great she was.

Thrusting harder and faster into her rump, he felt it as her asshole clamped down hard. She let out a powerful scream and threw her head back. Her body flopped into his and he moved an arm around her midsection to hold her as he kept fucking that tight ass hole as she came. Her pussy sprayed forth hot love juices all over the bed as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fell limp against his body. She'd finally cum hard enough to pass out. It might not stop the heat, but it would at least give them a short breather.

Yet he was horny too. He thrust harder and faster, her asshole having relaxed now he could easily move in and out. Pistoning into that sleeping asshole he was brought to the edge of lust. He gave one last, hard thrust into her ass and then unleashed his fatherly love deep into her colon. Pump after pump he sprayed his lust deep into her. Filling up her ass with seed and making her tummy full of his passion.

After his climax he finally relaxed and pushed his daughter off of him. Rolling her onto the side where she laid down and slept. Cum leaking out of her rear and down her rear and thigh.

He looked at the door and saw Peter and Carrottop there. They'd finally woken up and followed the noise. He sat up and shrugged. "She's finally gotten to cum. But if'n she's still honry when she wakes up, we'll have t' take turns. She loves anal."

Carrottop smiled warmly. "Aw my baby bunbun all grown up and loving anal sex too! I'm so proud of her."

Peter grinned. "Hey, means Ah'll finally get more sex right?"

Carrottop pat him on the head. "You could have had more with me and dad."

"Ah wanna have sex with mah sister more... sorry.'

Snowball laughed. "Well yer gonna get the chance. Cus its yer turn."

Cotton rolled over and stared wild eyed at them. "I want, more ass, put in ass, now, please!"

Peter walked up to the plate and the three of them laughed. Eventually even Luna caught up and joined in. What they did not realize at the time was that Cotton's first heat was going to be a very, very rough one. It was four days of none stop fucking, taking turns on sleeping, eating, and screwing Cotton until eventually, at long last she slept and slept good and hard for sixteen hours. Though she never went through heat like that again, she would find that her family would always be there to please her when she needed.

After all The bunbun family were known for their family values above all else.

The End