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"Sister Phyllis, have you checked the archives?"

"Of course, Sister Martha. How is the search of the cellar going?"

"Poorly," Sister Ruth said, "There's no sign of The Mother Superior anywhere, even in the cathedral."

"I hope that nothing bad has happened to her," fussed Sister Shirley, wringing her hands.

While the nuns of the convent fussed and bustled about, searching for the leader of their order, Lynn smirked as she leaned against the door to the library. "My, my... all of this fuss for one old lady..." she said, making her way into the room, having to remind herself how she'd had to move before her renewal.

"Mother Superior!" All of the assembled nuns turned to look at her, rushing over to check on her.

"Are you alright?"

"You aren't hurt, are you?"

"Sisters, sisters," she said, holding out her hands placatingly, "I assure you that everything is alright. I'm perfectly fine. In fact, I have good news that I wish to share with everyone. So, hurry off and round up the others," she said, looking to Agness, Phyllis, and Diana, "You three, don't worry, let the younger members of our order handle it," she said in a firm tone.

It took about twenty minutes, but all eighteen of the nuns were gathered in the library with Lynn. "Good. I am very sorry for the worry that I caused, but I was away from the convent making some very special arrangements," she said with an excited smile, which was... very unusual for her. "I have arranged for us to go on a special retreat together, where we can relax and rejuvenate ourselves so that we can better serve the community," she said with obvious delight.

That caused quite a buzz among the sisters. "But... we've never done anything like that," young Sister Nancy said.

"We certainly haven't," the elder Agness said, and of all of them... she would know for certain. "What's this all about, Mother Superior?"

It really never ceased to amuse the nuns that Agness referred to her by that title, despite being five years her senior. Lynn made a placating gesture. "Sisters. The reason that I was not here this morning was because I had a... truly miraculous experience. That is what I am going to be sharing with all of you," she said, beaming at the assembled nuns.

They were silent for a long moment before Diana sighed and shook her head, "Well, she's cracked, girls..." She started standing up, but Lynn came over to her, placing her hand on her shoulder. "Trust me, sister. I promise you that you will believe it when you see it," she said.

The old nun sighed heavily and shook her head. "Of course, Mother Superior."

Lynn walked over to the door of the library and seemed to say a short prayer, which she was honestly making up on the fly, but she understood how much of religion was really just theater. She opened the door, and bright light streamed into the library through it.

On the other side of the door, they could see the great hall of the lodge, with its grand picture windows that looked out over the snowy slopes. Lynn turned to smile at the other nuns, bowing her head deeply to them. "Sisters, I welcome you to our miracle," she said.

The nuns were truly dumbfounded by the sight, unable to believe their eyes. The first to stand and walk to the door was the young Sister Virginia, who looked through the door tentatively before she took a step through and gasped, "Sisters! It is... amazing..." she said, and... like the devoted flock that they were, they all made their way over to the door, walking through into the lodge.

As they entered, there were no other furs. Lynn wondered if there were multiple great rooms like this, and the bunnies had arranged for this particular one to be empty for this little ploy. The nuns bustled around, walking over to the windows to look out over the slopes, or making their way to the fireplaces, just holding their hands out to the crackling warmth.

As they explored the room, none of them noticed as Lynn closed the door to the convent, standing there in the room with them. "Mother Superior, how is this possible?!" Young Nancy was atwitter as she turned to look back at the senior nun.

Before Lynn could answer, a whole team of snow bunnies filed into the room. There were a few males among them, but on the whole, they were mostly females. The nuns all gasped in surprise and turned to look at all of the exceptionally fluffy white rabbits.

Lynn walked over calmly and stood near the rabbits. "Sisters, sisters, please calm down. These are the people who run this lodge. Their job is to give us the long-overdue care that our poor bodies need. After all, we cannot serve properly if we are not able to keep up with life," she said.

Agness in particular seemed... to understand that sentiment. She'd been largely desk-bound for years now, and she remembered when she'd been young, and able to do much more meaningful work. To the other nuns' surprise, she was the first one to rise from where she'd seated herself on the stone surrounding a fire pit, making her way over toward the rabbits. "If you can work with this old body, then you really are miracle workers," she said with a dry laugh before two young male rabbits came to stand in front of her, offering their hands to her.

"We will happily take you to your treatment, sister," they said, their tones very warm and respectful.

She raised an eyebrow as she looked at the two of them. They really were... quite handsome young men. She hadn't had attention from young men like these... oh, in a very long time. She grinned at them, taking their hands and letting them lead her down one of the hallways to one of the private rooms.

Sister Phyllis was next, being led away by a young woman of a snow bunny, while Mary was led off by one of the males, and one by one, the nuns all let their attendants take them into the treatment rooms. In the end, Lynn stood there with the last bunny by her side, turning to smile at Nicki as she let her elderly human disguise drop as she slipped her arm around her pet's waist. "Well. That worked... entirely too well," she said with a little laugh, shaking her head and sighing.

---

Nancy was the youngest of the sisters, having joined their ranks straight out of secondary school. She'd had her share of troubles, and her parents had insisted that she take to the convent. She'd not had the backbone to really tell them no. Still, she had liked the other sisters, and it wasn't so bad of a life, even if she'd had to... say goodbye to certain interests.

Her rabbit was a young woman, perhaps in her mid-twenties, and as she led Nancy into the room, she turned and smiled at the young nun. "My name is Lyssa. I will be taking care of you today," she said, bowing lightly to the young nun.

Nancy blushed softly as she bowed her head in return. Lyssa was quite beautiful, and... Nancy found an old mix of emotions pressing at her. She took a deep breath and smiled as calmly as she could. Which... wasn't very calm. "Thank you, Lyssa... I'm... Sister Nancy. What... what are we going to do today?"

Lyssa smiled at Nancy, giving her an... imperious, appraising look that made Nancy's knees feel a little weak. The nun was trying to breathe calmly, but it was coming more quickly than she had intended. "Strip for me. Now," the bunny said with a voice of command that made Nancy reflexively straighten up, her head snapping to attention as she looked the bunny in the eyes.

"Yes, ma'am," she said, her tone... more hurried than she had intended. She found herself starting to undress fully in front of this rabbit, even as she was internally berating herself for doing so. But Lyssa was... a very beautiful bunny... very beautiful... and she was... taking charge here. Nancy really was in trouble.

When she finished undressing, she stood at attention once more, and Lyssa walked slowly around the naked young woman. Her eyes roamed all over her body, which was... quite well taken care of. Perhaps on the slight side, though she had a few bits of lingering baby fat still on her that she could never quite manage to free herself of. She was small... but quite nicely soft, and very cute indeed. Her parents really had been cruel to hide her away in a convent. Ah well, at least that would be remedied.

The longer the rabbit looked her over, the hotter she felt, her cheeks burning a bright red, while... no, don't think about that... as much as you can feel the dampness and warmth. The bunny finally stopped behind her, running her fingers along Nancy's spine, which made her shiver and have to fight back a sound of delight. "We will start on the massage table. You are so tense... I really just... have to get my hands on you to help loosen you up," she said with such casualness.

"Yes, ma'am," she said. Nancy was... to a certain degree relieved to not have to remain standing right now, climbing onto the massage table, putting her face in the ring of the headrest. Not having to hold herself up right now... that was good, right? Her knees were certainly feeling very weak.

What she wasn't expecting was what happened next. The rabbit walked around her, and she suddenly felt leather straps being secured around her wrists and ankles, leaving her bound to the table. She gasped and... there was far more moan in her voice than she had intended. "Wh...what are you doing?" She was breathing quickly, just desperately trying to stay calm.

Lyssa stood at the foot of the massage table, grabbing a firm hold of it and pulling the foot of the table apart, the part of the table that her legs were on pivoting out, leaving her legs spread wide open for the bunny, her pussy glistening in the light of the room. "As I said... I need to get my hands on you... you're too tense..." she said, running her hands along Nancy's inner thighs.

The young nun cried out and blushed hotly, lifting her head and trying to look over her shoulder. "But... but... I'm... not supposed to..." she said, though she knew that her body was betraying her very badly right then, her pussylips becoming so nice and puffy as her juices were dripping onto the padded bed.

She stammered her feeble protests, until Lyssa brought her hand down, striking right across Nancy's exposed backside. Nancy let out a sound that was a mix between a squeak and a moan as Lyssa stood there over her between the young woman's legs. "You are supposed to obey and be a good girl for your Mistress," she said, her tone full of power.

Nancy cried out and whimpered just so sweetly at the bunny's words. "Ahh... y...yes, Mistress..." she said softly, and the bunny could see how Nancy's body was reacting, the muscles of her legs tensing and relaxing as she was breathing heavily.

Lyssa smiled and made a contented sound, "Mmm... that's much better. You see, I knew you could be a good girl for me..." she said as one of her hands moved up between Nancy's legs, cupping and caressing her sopping wet pussy as though she had every right to... but... of course she did... because she knew that, deep down, Nancy wanted her to. She felt the little slut rocking her hips back against the bunny's hands, moaning like a little bitch in heat as she did.

"Ahh... Mistress..." she whimpered out, her head starting to feel light as she was just soaking the bunny's fingers. Her parents had learned of her interests... her desire to be a submissive... her love for women... that was why they had forced her to take vows and join the convent. They would not accept the shame that they felt it would bring for their daughter to be her true self. But now, here she was... under the complete control of this snow bunny precisely because they had forced her into the convent.

Lyssa smiled, working her fingers against Nancy's pussy, feeling just how badly she needed all of this. All of those repressed desires... it really was too bad the way that she'd been taken from the life that she had been born to lead. The bunny knelt down behind Nancy, making soft sounds to her as she nuzzled into her upper thighs. "Mmm... so wet for your Mistress... I love that... it lets Mistress know how much you are enjoying this..." she said as she drew her hand away and began lapping at the bound nun's pussy, running her tongue slowly over her soaking wet folds.

Poor Nancy's mind was quickly failing, slipping deep into a state of pure surrender and oblivion. She was letting herself release the need to think... existing in the pure simplicity of the moment. She had no decisions to make, she had no worries to fret over. She had her Mistress to handle everything... to see to all of her needs. And right now, her Mistress was seeing to her need for a mind-shattering orgasm.

In this state this... submissive mental space, she paid no attention to the fact that fur was starting to grow over her body. She didn't notice the way that her face was filling out into a muzzle with a... particularly large, rounded nose, or the fact that her ears had become large and round atop her head, covered in soft fur. Her figure was even filling out, becoming just a little plumper, though she was still nice and small. Unlike many other furs, she actually grew no tail, though her backside became rather nice and soft as the bunny was eating her out.

She was making such lovely, musical sounds of pleasure, and it wasn't very long at all before she was cumming for Lyssa, who moaned happily as she cleaned the newly changed Koala's pussy. She was very kind and gentle as she cleaned Nancy before she stood up once more and reached up along the sweetheart's body. "Good girl for Mistress. Now, let's get you cleaned up and let you enjoy a good pampering..."

"Thank you, Mistress..." the koala mumbled, her brain only really registering the fact that she had made her Mistress happy, and that she was going to take care of sweet little Nancy.

---

Sister Virginia was another of the younger members of the convent, though at least her entry into it had been much more voluntary than poor Nancy's had been. She really had felt the true calling to live in the service of others, and she did, generally speaking, enjoy her life as a nun. Before coming to the convent, though, she had actually been from a fairly well-off family. No titles of nobility, but she had still led a very comfortable life before the convent.

She was guided to her room by a pair of smaller bunnies, who were both very sweet and friendly. Once inside the room, they turned to her and bowed, deeply to her. "How would you like us to begin?"

She blinked a little and looked around the room. While the hot spring looked inviting... and the massage table was... tempting, she found herself being drawn to the chair in the room. She'd... enjoyed manicures and pedicures before she'd joined the convent, and she... honestly kind of missed them. She thought for a moment, mulling it over in her mind, but an easy smile was spreading across her face. "I think... that I would like a bit of pampering... a manicure and pedicure... maybe a face mask... I've missed that..." she said longingly.

The bunnies smiled and bowed their heads to her, "Of course, miss," they said in unison. One of them guided her over to the chair and offered her a bath robe to change into, while the other went to fetch the rolling cart for this work. Virginia took the moment to slip out of her habit and into the robe, making a sound of contentment at the soft, silky texture of the material as she settled down contently in the chair as the bunny made it recline for her, letting her nestle down into it. Oh, she'd missed this.

A moment later, the bunny who'd gone to get the cart came up to her as she'd been relaxing with her eyes closed. "Miss? Would you care for a drink?"

Virginia opened her eyes and looked at the bunny, who was offering her a glass of red wine. Now... it wasn't that wine wasn't allowed at the convent, but it was certainly... regulated... and she had adored her red wines. "Oh, yes... thank you..." she said as she reached over and took the glass from the bunny and sipped on it for a moment before setting it on a table beside the chair.

She lay her head back on the headrest while the bunnies began their work. She didn't fuss as they applied her face mask and placed cucumber slices over her eyes. It was all part of the spa experience that she had been accustomed to, growing up. She simply breathed and murmured contently as she felt one bunny start working on her hands, while the other one was down at her feet.

She just lay there, using her free hand to take another sip of the wine while the other was being tended to by the bunny. I mean, don't get me wrong... I love working at the convent, and all of the good works that I'm able to be part of... but... I have missed a bit of luxury... she thought to herself as there was a faint rumbling sound in her chest.

The bunnies made no fuss at all as they worked on her hands and feet, even as her fingers grew out into long, elegant talons, with her toes following suit. As they rubbed lotion into her skin, it changed, becoming soft, vibrant-blue scales that spread up along her arms and legs.

She idly sipped on the wine, not realizing that she wasn't having to bring it quite so far forward as she did, just sipping away at it and rolling it about her elongating muzzle. "Mmm... this really is truly divine, darlings, you'll have to tell me what vineyard it is from..."

"It is a vineyard local to Tropico... the owner is also a skilled brewer and distiller, and owns her own pub," one of them said.

Her long tongue extended to lick along her lips as she sighed in contentment. "Mmm... wonderful... I'll have to keep on top of that one... I've missed wine like this... so much since I joined the convent..." she said tiredly as she just basked in the pure luxury of the moment.

It was fortunate for her that the chair had been designed with all kinds of furs in mind, as had the silken robe. Otherwise, her thick, scaled tail sliding free of her body would have been very uncomfortable. As it was, she had to shift a little to let her growing wings settle in, but all in all, it wasn't really anything to worry about.

Her mind just drifted along, lost in the pristine moment as she just breathed and basked in the luxury that she had missed. Why couldn't a life of service also allow for a bit of self-care like this, anyway? Helping others didn't mean that you had to not take care of yourself, and live a little every now and then. If anything, this kind of thing would... help keep her ready and rearing to go on serving others.

Once they were done with her hands and feet, they didn't stop, taking warm oils and started giving the rest of her a massage... right up along her newly scaled legs and down her arms. A rumbling contented sound echoes in her chest as her tail lazily wriggled around behind her. She didn't even fuss as they opened up her robe, exposing her naked body as they continued rubbing the oils into her. It just felt that nice and... why shouldn't they care for the rest of her body, too? She was in fine shape, having made sure to keep up with exercising in the convent. Besides, this was just... bliss... and her new scales felt so much better with the oils. She'd have to keep up with using those.

One of them moved up to take care of her head and neck while the other worked the oils into her breasts, getting a little bit of a giggle from her as her tail gave a little flick, but oh, it felt so good to have her neck rubbed... and even the horns that had grown out of her hair. No, she didn't really question anything until the bunnies moved to either side of her and drew her wings out to start rubbing the oil into their scales.

"Hmm?" She lifted her head, her hands moving up to remove the slices of cucumber as she looked at the bunnies on either side of her, just lazily turning her head from side to side as they worked on her wings. That was new... but they were quite beautiful wings, weren't they? She flexed the tips of them just a little, confirming that, yes, they were part of her.

Still, she didn't panic and didn't tell them to stop. While they got on with that, she just looked down along her body, seeing the vivid blue scales that covered much of it, while her underside remained white. A movement out of the corner of her eye drew her attention to her tail, which she lifted a little, confirming that this, too, was part of her body.

Before long, the bunnies finished with her wings, and her gaze drifted over to the massage table. "Mmm... I think that it would be easier for you to get my back and tail if I was lying down, don't you agree, darlings?" Darlings? Yes, people from the community that she'd been a part of before joining the convent had talked like that, but she hadn't.

Still, the bunnies agreed with her assessment and helped her up out of the chair and move over to the table, leaving the robe on the arm of the chair as they did. It would just get in the way of them working on her back. She laid out on the massage table, her wings neatly folded on either side of herself as the pair of bunnies set to work massaging the oil into her back and tail.

She was surprised at how sensitive her tail was, the sensations making her giggle more than a little bit as she wriggled there on the bed. "Mmm... that's going to take a little bit of getting used to..." she said, but she really wasn't fussed. She was a very elegant dragon, indeed, and that suited her very nicely.

---

Caroline and Lynn made their way from room to room, checking on the nuns as they were just lost in their spa treatments. Most had never experienced anything like this at all in their lives. From what the two former nuns saw, their friends weren't going to let that continue to be the case going forward.

Agness was having quite the time with her two young men as they watched the newly changed bear lying on a rug in the middle of the room, being taken from in front and behind by the pair. She seemed to have done very well for her transformation, her formerly frail body having filled out once more.

Rachel seemed to have become a Zebra and was currently bent over the massage table, getting taken from behind with a rather substantial strapon. Skittish little Shirley was an unbelievably adorable mouse, who was making such pretty noises as her trio of bunnies were loving all over her.

Joan had always been a bit of a larger woman, and they were not entirely surprised to see the badger she'd become taking charge of her own bunny, using her own strapon to draw such pretty music from her. All this while Louise next door was howling with pleasure as she and her bunny were sharing their double-ended toy, the wolf's tail slapping against the floor as it wagged happily.

Mary was a little bit of a surprise for the two of them, at first appearing to simply be a mare before they saw the long, elegant horn sprouting from her forehead. Ruth next door was hardly any less of a surprise as the newly changed griffin was crying out in pleasure as she and her bunny made love.

The tigress and the hare smiled at each other, nodding in satisfaction as they shook hands. It was a good job well done. They were beyond satisfied with the results that all of their fellows were showing. They were also very glad for the impeccable soundproofing between the rooms. It wouldn't have done for the sounds that their fellows were making to bleed through to any of them and make them too self-conscious to let their inner selves out like this.

---

Sometime later, they all started filtering back out into the great hall of the lodge. Many of them came in timidly, anxious at how their new appearances would be received. None knew that their friends had changed as well, but Lynn and Caroline enjoyed watching them as they began to realize what had happened one by one.

Nancy was the first to come out of the back rooms, with Lyssa walking by her side. She looked around nervously, but when she saw the tigress and hare, her jaw dropped and she dashed over to them. "Oh my God! Mother Superior? And..." she turned to look at the tigress before her eyes widened even more, "Caroline?!? It's been so long since you just... disappeared with your whole neighborhood!"

Caroline laughed and smiled, shaking her head. "Yes... the leader of our neighborhood was actually already connected to the same magic that is here on the island... I was a furry long before we moved here. But yes... it is so good to see you again, and have you here with us," she said, getting up and giving little Nancy a big hug.

When she released the hug, she looked at Lyssa, her eyebrow raised as the bunny came up to stand beside the little koala. "Well, well... and who is this?" There was a playful wiggle of the eyebrows, which Nancy couldn't help but blush at.

She reached out to hold Lyssa's hand, giving it a little squeeze, "This is my Mistress, Lyssa. She..." she started, blushing brightly even through her fur, "she helped me a lot... and... she's... keeping me..."

Caroline's face lit up, and she gave Nancy another big hug, "Oh, I'm so excited for you! I can't wait for you to meet Lynn and my pets. They're absolute sweethearts, and I think you'll get along with them just fine." She released the blushing koala and looked at the bunny with an approving grin. "She was always a little softie... I see that she's in good hands," she said before giving Lyssa a hug as well.

They settled back and just chilled out as more and more of the nuns made their way out into the hall. Judith was quite the surprise, having gone from being one of the dowdiest nuns in the convent to being a brightly colored parrot, who was properly strutting in her new plumage. She wasn't the only one boasting some new plumage, either. Jacqueline emerged as an elegant hawk, while Diana stepped into the hall as a hawk.

Aside from Nancy, none of them really came out with their bunnies, but that wasn't a bad thing. They all had one another, and an entire island of possibilities for finding their own loves in their own good times. And, as the room filled, the sounds of delight and excitement for one another were only growing louder. The atmosphere of joy was infectious.

One of the last to emerge was Virginia, and she caused a bit of a hush to fall over the room as the beautiful dragoness stepped out into the room. She was newly ornamented with golden jewelry accenting her new draconic features. She wore an elegant white dress, and the smile on her face was... striking.

She made her way over to Lynn and Caroline, smirking at them and shaking her head. "You two... you set us up for this," she said, wagging a finger at them as the conversations around the room resumed.

Caroline laughed and sighed, bowing her head to her, "That we did... but can you really blame us?"

Virginia laughed and shook her head. "No, not in the least. I'd... forgotten... maybe made myself forget how much this side of me meant to me. Though, I expect that's a common chorus around the room right now," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

Caroline smirked and nodded her head. "Yes. And, for what it is worth, Lynn and I have come to an understanding as to why the two of us butted heads so often. Two dominants who hadn't realized that part of themselves... with one of them being required to act as a subordinate. Mm. Not the best arrangement," she said with a little chuckle.

Virginia looked at the two of them with raised eyebrows. "Dominants, eh? Mmm... I can see it, now that you mention it." She laughed musically, just exuding elegance now, "I may have to find some sweethearts of my own. The bunnies did a fine job, but... I don't know. There wasn't that spark." Her eyes swept over the room, seeing that there was only one bunny in the crowd. "I see that was the case for most of the other girls, though," she said with a chuckle.

Lynn grinned and shook her head. "It isn't often that bunnies become permanent mates with those that they tend to. Lyssa is one of those exceptions, though I'm a little surprised... I hadn't quite expected a snow bunny to be a dominant," she said with a laugh, "But from what I'm coming to understand... they are what they are needed to be. It is quite curious." She sighed and smiled, stretching a little. "My Nicki was the one who helped me understand my dominance, and she looks just... entirely too precious in her collar," she said with a grin.

Caroline grinned and shook her head. "I met my otters after I'd visited Lynn at the convent to... basically give her the finger, and tell her just who I was now. I suppose I was a... little charged, but when I saw them playing in the water on the beach... I couldn't resist," she said with a laugh. "I'm sure that you will find the right little sweethearts for yourself without a problem. The island is that kind of a place."

The three of them looked out over the room as the last stragglers filtered out before Caroline started as she remembered something. "Oh! By the way, work has already begun on a new 'convent' of sorts on the island," she said with a chuckle. "It won't be long before it is ready, and until then, you are all welcome to stay at the castle," she said with a laugh.

"A castle, eh?" Virginia laughed and shook her head. "How posh. And I take it that the convent will be less... 'traditional' and much more in line with the way of life on the island?"

"Oh, yes. Much more open... much more welcoming of the community as it is now... rather than the... inward-facing approach that most convents have taken on in the modern age. It will be a place without judgment... a place filled with love."

Victoria smiled and nodded her head in approval. "Lovely," she said as bunnies filtered out into the hall, bringing food and drinks to set out on the tables for the gathered, assorted furs to share in and enjoy. The dragoness zeroed in on the bottles of wine that were being brought out, and she couldn't help but lick her lips. "And... I hope that I'm not going to have to insist too vehemently that it be stocked with a good wine cellar?"

Caroline grinned from ear to ear at that. "Not in the least. Just wait until you meet the island's resident master brewer and distiller. She's a real riot. She's even one of the island's guardians."

"Fantastic," Victoria said as she breathed and looked out over the assembly, unable to hold back her smile.

This would be good for all of them. They had all turned inward entirely too much... caving into the pressure to deny themselves for a greater purpose.

Self-denial. Such an insidious chain that the powerful use to control the people under them. She sighed and shook her head. Worst of all, it was a chain they taught people to take pride in bearing.

She would bear it no longer.

It was time to live a little.