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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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"Dammit Jessica, what are you even doing in here!? This is the guy's locker room!" Jack snarled as he was pinned by the much larger tawny lioness.

"What's the matter, Jacky boy? Worried I'll see your tiny little pecker?" Jessica Drew replied in that same annoyingly arrogant sing song voice of hers.

Jack Whitby was a recent transfer to the local district public school; his parents had thought it'd do him some good to spend time at a normal school in his final year instead of being privately tutored at home all his life. They thought the socialising would be good for him, they even went the extra mile to drive him there themselves, even though they didn't need to. They had their own personal chauffer, but even when he wasn't available, it wasn't like they couldn't afford an Uber.

Jack was the only child to Lina and Ross Whitby, both of whom were incredibly successful in their own right. While money was no object for them, they had both grown up poor and fought for everything they had earned. They understood the value of hard work and friends, they also never forgot where they came from and didn't want to raise their only child as a spoiled brat either. It worked too, Jack was an exceptionally kind-hearted and down to earth kid, it almost seemed to be ingrained into his DNA. The Whitby's knew every single one of their staff and their families by name, they spared no expense to support them as well, as such, they were dearly loved by all around them.

Jessica had been the first person to greet him to the school, having spotted his mother and father both dropping him off right at the front entrance. The lioness had watched with an odd amused expression on her face as his parents had hugged him tightly and wished him luck on his first day. As soon as the car doors had closed and their car pulled away from the curb, Jessica had begun her torment of the much smaller white rabbit. Jack unfortunately took after his father, whom was short in stature and rather wiry too, meaning his five foot two inches was towered over by the six foot even lioness as she sneered down at him. She had berated him every step of the way from the curb to inside the school itself, until an annoyed glare from a passing teacher had finally shut her up. The fact none of the other students had even attempted to offer any sort of aid the entire time did not bode well for Jack, if everyone else was afraid of Jessica, it was unlikely he would find any allies or friends among them.

The harsh words would quickly become the least of his worries, soon the physical attacks began. From simply knocking books out of his hands, to filling his bag with trash, or even just being physically tossed into the trashcans himself like he was a piece of worthless junk. Jack didn't know why Jessica hated him so much, he'd literally never even said a word to her before she'd begun bullying him. Considering they were both due to graduate at the end of the year and about to embark on their journey through college, they were all but grown adults, so Jack couldn't understand why Jessica persisted with her rather juvenile antics either. Was it just his diminutive size and stature that made him an easy target? Or perhaps that he was soft spoken and didn't try fight back that she kept trying to get a rise out of him?

Today was bound to be the worst yet, if his analysis of the past events was anything to go by. Jessica did have a habit of escalating things every couple of days and today was right on queue for her next new level of torture. It was as if she were trying to cram in an entire school careers worth of bullying into his last year, like it was her civic duty or something. No doubt she was going to steal his towel and toss him out into the passage naked, for all the other seniors to see. Already she was trying to grab at his towel to try rip it away from his body. It was his own fault really; he was such an awkward scrawny runt that he was too shy to shower with the other guys after gym class and was always the last to leave as a result. Jessica must've noticed this and decided to use it to her advantage, ambushing him at his most vulnerable point and subsequently inflicting nightmare levels of shame upon him shortly after by tossing him buck naked out into the hallway as the other students flooded the hallways.

"Enough!" Jack suddenly shouted, finding an unknown strength within him he didn't know he had. Apparently, Jessica didn't know he had it in him either, as she was sent sprawling backward and tripped over one of the benches to land hard on her chin. With her head spinning and her hips held aloft uncomfortably by the padded bench, Jessica was suddenly far more vulnerable and less imposing than the smaller rabbit ever could have imagined. Jack didn't care if she was hurt or not, he just saw red and on top of that, a prime opportunity to get some long overdue revenge. Without thinking what he was doing, the rabbit flipped the much larger lioness's skirt up over her behind to present her almost bare buttocks. He wasn't a pervert however, he just wanted to give back some of the pain and humiliation she'd given him.

SMACK!

His hand came down with a sharp, crisp crack against her surprisingly taut left buttock. He didn't know why he did it, but his hand didn't retreat immediately. Instead, Jack found himself palming and groping his tormentor's backside. He barely registered her accompanying groan, initially he thought it was simply a groan of agony as she must have knocked herself out when she tripped.

SMACK!

Again, he spanked her, harder this time. His anger was welling up inside him and he could no longer hold back. There it was again, that groan, but it wasn't of pain. At least not any kind of pain he was familiar with. Even her tufted tail was starting to flick about, but curiously it wasn't trying to lower protectively.

SMACK!

"Jack!" Jessica finally cried out, but not in anger. No, there was something else, something far removed from anger. The rabbits nose twitched as a curious scent caught his nose, something that didn't belong in a boy's locker room. It was far too sweet, too feminine. As his gaze lowered, Jack noticed a curious little wet spot at the crotch of Jessica's underwear. He raised his free hand, expecting to find tears or perhaps even spittle at his lips, as if he was so angry that either would be a possibility and surely that must be what he was seeing.

But no, this wet spot was entirely of Jessica's own making. When he reached down with the thumb from his hand still idly caressing her buttock to draw his digit across the wet spot, it grew beneath his touch. He could feel the accompanying heat as well. Jessica was...she was...getting excited?

Jack frowned at this strange turn of events, he'd wanted to hurt her, to humiliate her, but now...he was turning her on? A sudden brush of the large lioness's tail across his groin quickly alerted the young rabbit that he too was clearly getting excited as well, the front of his towel was tented with a rather obvious and surprisingly large bulge. The corner of the rabbit's lips curled as a devious idea sprung to mind, the perfect revenge. Before he did anything however, Jack slipped his finger beneath Jessica's panties to touch her directly, to test the waters as it were of his sneaking suspicion.

Just as expected, she didn't try pull away or escape when he touched her heated and obviously slick folds. Even when he sunk his thumb directly into the feline, her only response was a deeper groan and a slight shiver. Jack was briefly surprised by just how amazing Jessica felt inside, considering her abrasive personality, he somewhat expected her to feel like sandpaper inside too. Instead, she felt like hot oiled silk as she wriggled and clenched around his digit. Good, this was very good, exactly what he wanted, well, almost. Jack withdrew his slick digit from her nethers and instead brushed up a little higher, this would be the true test. Without any warning or teasing, his thumb found the center of her tightly clenched tail hole and pushed in firmly. He felt the tightly clenched opening resist the entry, but he wouldn't be denied.

Time slowed down, almost froze, when he felt her body finally yield and accept his digit under her flicking tufted tail. Jack couldn't believe he'd just done that; he'd stuck his thumb under his bully's tail. Granted his bully was a girl, but still, it wasn't something most sane people would ever consider doing for revenge. He more than half expected her to lash out at him angrily, her sharp claws would easily tear through him as if he were a soaked origami version of himself. Instead, the only response he got was a shy look back at him and a very telling blush. Jessica was biting down at the corner of her lip, as if she were trying not to make any sounds that would give her away. Jack wasn't having it though, he withdrew his thumb completely, only to push it back in past her tightly clenched pucker.

"JACK!" his name burst from her lips with like clap of thunder from a distant storm at the second intrusion. He didn't even know when he did it, but his towel was nothing but a pile on the floor as he tugged the lioness's panties aside. He'd never even kissed a girl yet; they were all too afraid to approach him when he'd been transferred, thanks to this lioness bitch harassing anyone that tried to be friendly to the small white rabbit. Again, he felt that anger welling up inside him, it drove him forward and...and in? Oh God! OH GOD! He was...he was fucking Jessica Drew...up the ass!

Jack experienced what he assumed was an out of body experience, suddenly he wasn't in control of his body anymore. All he could do was sit back and watch as his white hips bucked and thrust against the tawny cheeks of the lioness before him. He could see how his thick ebony spear stretched the felines little pink star wide as he thrust in and out of it, over and over again. He could hear Jessica's whimpers as if she were far away, but even still, he could hear there was no pain or anger in them. The dirty lioness was actually enjoying this, almost as much as he was. Briefly Jack watched himself leaning over the feline as he reached down to roughly grab a handful of her short white hair, his other hand gripping the base of her tail as he started to put his strong hips and thighs to good use. If it were a scene with complete strangers he was watching on the internet, watching the large lioness be dominated by the small rabbit might have been comical to Jack. But as it was him dominating Jessica, there was a keen edge of excitement and satisfaction he couldn't deny.

Suddenly he was standing outside his body, as if watching two strangers fuck before his very eyes. He could see the crazed look in his own eyes, the almost feral snarl on his lips. But Jessica, she was...not angry, or even unhappy. When he looked down at her, he couldn't help but think how pretty she was, now that she was smiling. Why was she smiling though? She was being butt fucked by the worthless piece of trash she'd been tormenting for the better part of the year. Before today, Jack had thought she was rather plain looking, perhaps even a bit ugly. A stock standard tawny lioness with short white hair and tuft of her tail, she wasn't very curvy he supposed, perhaps a bit stocky even. But with that curious smile on her face, she wasn't ugly. She actually looked happy, for once.

Jack was snapped back to reality when he felt a sudden warm splash against his balls and inner thighs. Shit, was she pissing on him? The rabbit jumped back and out the way as quickly as possible with his nose wrinkling in disgust, watching as Jessica mewled and shuddered as if she were being tasered. For what seemed like an uncomfortably long moment, the large lioness just twitched and jerked as she mumbled incoherently, almost making Jack worry that perhaps she had hit her head harder than he'd originally thought and his fucking her had just made it ten times worse.

"Jessica...I'm s..." He began to say when she finally seemed to come too, standing bolt upright and glaring at him. Again, Jack worried she was about to rip him to shreds. Yet, all the lioness did was cast her eyes downward to his still erect length before turning on her heel and almost running out of the locker room without saying a word. "...orry?" Jack finished saying as her tufted tail vanished through the doorway.

The rabbit reached down and touched his damp inner thigh, raising his fingers to his nose to sniff curiously. There were faint hints of urine, but not entirely. Again, he frowned at this turn of events, if she hadn't peed on him, then what the hell had happened? Jack kept sniffing his fingers as he made his way back to the showers, resigning himself to the fact that he was going to be late for the last class of the day. If anyone asked why he was late, he'd just tell them he got stuck in a crack.

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Jack wasn't sure what was worse, the fact that Jessica was actively avoiding him like the plague, or the fact that he was actually missing the torment. As he didn't have any friends to talk to thanks to her, Jessica pretty much was his only contact during school, aside from the teachers. Though after the recent events in the locker room, he suspected the latter part was just his dick doing the thinking for him, he still couldn't get the image of her bent over buttocks presented before him out of his mind. It hadn't even occurred to him much later that evening that he was no longer a virgin, his first time having sex was while buttfucking his bully. Jack wasn't entirely sure how he felt about that, it definitely was not how he pictured losing his V card. But, at least it was with a real woman and not a warm apple pie, like in the movies.

Jack was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice a familiar presence sneak up behind him, not until he was yanked roughly to one side and into a janitor's closet. When he turned around, he was met by the glaring visage of Jessica. "Oh shit..." he thought to himself, it seemed she'd finally gotten over her shock of what he'd done to her, now she was back for revenge. There was no telling what...what the hell!?

"Show it to me" Jessica purred as she knelt before him, nuzzling her snout right against the crotch of his trousers.

"So you can bite it off? No way!" Jack retorted, trying to back away, but he couldn't. He was pressed up against the half-broken desk that was crammed into one corner of the small room. There was nowhere for him to go, with the broken desk behind him and the kneeling lioness before him.

"Please?" Jessica asked with a strange, almost pleading look in her eyes.

What the shit? Did Jessica Drew just beg for Jack Whitby to show her his cock? He must've slipped into a parallel world somewhere, there was no way this was his reality. She actually sounded needy, like she really wanted him to whip it out for her. "Ugh, what the fuck?" Jack groaned when she let her broad rough feline tongue rasp across the front of his trousers and over his growing tent. Oh great, he was getting hard again. Why the hell was he getting hard again!?

When Jack didn't reply, Jessica simply reached up to fumble with the zipper of his trousers. Slowly at first, but when he hadn't tried to stop her by the time she'd begun tugging it downward, her confidence grew and soon she had his stiffness out in the open. "Big..." Jessica mumbled as she stared at the small rabbit's surprisingly hefty truncheon. Seriously, big? He thought he was at most average, though he'd not exactly seen many other guys naked to have drawn any valid conclusions. He'd only really seen a few of the bulls and horses of the wrestling team by accident one afternoon in the locker room.

"Oh...oh fuck!" Jack heard himself groan out when a sudden warm wetness enveloped his prick, his hands gripped tightly the edge of the broken desk as he stared down at Jessica. Jessica! What the actual fuck, she had his prick in her mouth and she wasn't even trying to bite it off? No, far from it, the lioness was gripping his hips tightly to hold him in place as she made herself gag on his thickness, over and over. He didn't know if this was a good or bad blowjob, again he had nothing to compare it to. But it felt good, so surely that must mean it was good, right?

Why the hell was his bully sucking his dick, especially after he'd fucked her in the ass against her will? It was against her will, wasn't it? Come to think of it, she never said no, or stop, or anything to dissuade him for that matter. She was almost twice his size, even bent over the bench as she had been, she could have easily overpowered him to make him stop, if she wanted to. But maybe she didn't want to, maybe she did want him to do those things to her. Just like she wanted to do what she was doing now.

"Jess...I'm gonna..." Fuck she was purring! Goddamn that felt amazing, her rough tongue hurt a little against his bare sensitive flesh, but not in an entirely bad way. Her mouth was so warm and slick, but with that deep feline purr, it felt like she was vibrating around him. He stared down into her, wait...green eyes? When the fuck did she have green eyes? God they were pretty, but why was she staring back at him like that? She hated him, didn't she? She had made his life a living hell for the last few months, so why the hell was she smiling up at him like she was.

"Not yet" Jessica purred with a surprisingly sultry tone when she pulled her lips from his prick, leaving Jack panting and twitching as he humped uselessly against the air. His balls ached at having been so close to release and suddenly denied it, a long strand of precum dripped from his cocktip to the floor below, unlike the dozens before which had undoubtedly coated the felines tongue and throat.

Jack watched with raised brows as Jessica turned around and leaned against the shelves of cleaning items, making them rattle musically. Her tufted tail lifted behind her, taking the back of her short skirt along for the ride to reveal her bare backside and the fact she was not wearing any underwear. "Jessica...what..." the rabbit began to ask dumbly, but he could smell it already, even over the harsh chemical stench in the air. That same sweet feminine scent in the air, just like he had in the boy's locker room. It was the scent of a needy pussy, a needy lioness to be exact.

"C'mon stud, same as last time. I even came prepared this time" the tawny furred lioness with her short white hair purred back at him. Surely, she couldn't mean...yes, apparently, she did. Jack watched with surprise as Jessica reached back to grasp and spread her buttocks, revealing a glistening little pink star beneath her tail. Evidently last time was definitely not against her will as he'd nearly worried himself sick over, even less so this time as apparently she had lubricated herself in preparation for him.

Like a moth drawn to a flame, Jack stepped closer to the presented lioness posterior. Curiously he reached out to grasp her other unoccupied buttock, before dipping his thumb beneath the felines tail. She felt invitingly warm and slick, this time his thumb had no problem sinking inside her. She was fully conscious this time too, so there was no mistaking that telling groan as she responded to the intrusion. It was undeniable, his bully had a weak spot, a rather unique one and one which she actively wanted him to abuse.

This time he wasn't angry or hurt, this time he was just...horny? Yes, that was it, Jack was horny. He had a beautiful lioness presenting before him with a nice slick warm hole to bury his cock in, so why shouldn't he? So that's just what he did, he gripped the base of Jessica's tail again to angle her just right, while Jack lined himself up with her backdoor and began to firmly push his thick truncheon deep inside her bowls. He never thought he'd enjoy listening to any noise that Jessica made, but the lewd moan as he claimed her backside again, he could listen to that on repeat for eternity. Goddamn she felt so amazing inside too, the way she clenched down around the base of his dick, the almost too hot warmth enveloping every inch of his achingly hard cock.

There was no eager and uncontrolled fucking this time, this time was different in so many ways. Even though he had been so close to climax not that long ago, Jack forced himself to maintain a slow and steady pace as he rut the lioness behind. The way she pressed and rolled back against him, the soft strangled cries of pleasure, it was as if they had stepped out of their reality into one that only consisted of them and the tiny little room they were in. Nothing else mattered or even existed.

He felt that same warm splash against his inner thighs again, this time he knew what it was. He'd looked it up when he got home that first night, it seemed his naughty little kitten was a squirter when she was being fucked in the ass. "Dirty cat" he mumbled under his breath as he playfully swatted at her behind.

"I'm not..." Jessica whimpered in response, even as she pressed back against his next thrust.

"Look at you, a big strong lioness getting your tight little ass stuffed by a scrawny buck rabbit" Jack huffed against her back, not quite tall enough to reach her shoulder from behind, let alone one of her ears. Not that he needed to, he caught the muffled "ohfuckyes" Jessica mumbled as she came again. Apparently, she liked dirty talk and possibly being degraded too it seemed. "Take it, take my load. Let it soak in" Jack groaned when he felt his own climax begin to boil over, his balls churning with a deep growing need. Soon he felt his length throb and swell, lurching with every hot messy shot of rabbit cum he spilled in Jessica's guts.

Again, this time was different. Jessica didn't run away, she remained bent over before Jack, no rush to remove him from under her tail. Jack likewise was in no rush to extract himself from the clenching warmth of the feline's backside either. Instead, he just lay over her back with his arms around her middle as he lazily hugged her. He could feel the soft purr in her belly as he stroked his fingers along her shirt there, though for some reason he dared not to reach up and touch her breasts.

When they finally did separate and after they made sure they were both presentable again, Jack and Jessica found the school to be almost completely empty upon exiting their little room. They must have missed the last bell; it was only them and the cleaners left behind. The pair awkwardly walked out of the school, keeping an uncomfortable distance between them. It felt like what he assumed the dreaded "walk of shame" must feel like, but there was no one around booing or cheering at either of them.

"Shit..." Jack cursed when he checked his phone, finding the screen to be pitch black. He'd been meaning to charge it during the day, but things kept getting in the way, least of all Jessica. Now he was stuck on the opposite side of town, unable to call an Uber like he had agreed to. His folks had taken the chauffer out of town to attend some fancy gala or another and wouldn't be back until midday tomorrow. They probably wouldn't even know he hadn't gotten home until well after midnight when they returned to their hotel and didn't see any messages from him.

"You okay?" Jessica asked with surprising concern upon hearing him curse and not at her for once.

"Phone's dead, guess I'm walking home" Jack sighed in response as he shoved his dead phone into his jacket pocket.

"What? You can't do that; it's going to be dark soon!" she snapped at him as she strode over to grab his free hand and haul him along behind her. "C'mon, you're coming with me. You can charge your phone at my place."

"Wait, no...I can't..." He tried to resist, but she was just too damned strong.

"Can't what? You can fuck me in the ass, twice, but you won't go home with me?" Jessica replied with a grin, barely breaking her stride. She had him there, he had indeed stuffed her butt twice and she'd yet to sever any of his limbs, so the likelihood of her murdering him back at her home was low...not zero, just low. It was a short walk to the bus stop, thankfully with an even shorter wait before the bus finally came along for them to climb aboard.

"Hey Frank, this is my friend Jack. He's new to the area and hasn't gotten his bus pass yet. Think you could do me a solid?" Jessica asked the portly bovine bus driver with sickening sweetness.

"For you Jessy girl, anything. Nice to meet you, Jack!" the bull replied with a friendly smile and tip of his hat.

Jack nearly did a double take, Jessica was...nice? People actually liked her? Even a few others on the bus greeted her by name and genuinely seemed happy to see her. Jack's mind reeled with all this new information about the lioness. If she wasn't so mean to everyone else, why had she made his life a living hell for so long?

Even just watching her chat with various people on the bus as it rumbled along the streets and further away from the school, it was obvious that there was more than met the eye with Jessica Drew. Even as the buildings around them began to become more run down and dilapidated, Jack was starting to understand why. Again, the bus stopped at a broken down and graffiti' d bus stop where the lioness indicated for him to get off as less than a block away was the entrance to Jessica's apartment.

"You must be Jack! Jessy has told me so much about you!" a frail looking lioness in a wheelchair greeted him as he stepped inside Jessica's apartment a short while later. She raised a withered old hand attached to a skinny arm, which made his own look muscular by comparison, to shake his hand. There was barely any strength left in her, her touch was cold and soft, but even still, Jack couldn't shake the feeling that it was tender and loving too.

"Mom!" Jessica yelped and blushed brightly at the older lioness. Even with her sunken features and faded coat, the resemblance was undeniable. Jessica's mother had the same brilliant green eyes, somehow, they still showed so much life and energy, despite her being wheelchair bound and restrained by the transparent oxygen hose leading up to her nose. Her voice was ragged, as if she had smoked a carton a day for the last twenty years. But even through the phlegm and gasps, Jack could still hear the same subtle smoky tone he'd been noticing in Jessica's voice as well. That tone that his folks loved listening to some old jazz singers from way back when because they had it as well.

"She does?" Jack asked with surprise at hearing Jessica talked about him to her mother.

"Oh yes, says you have such a lovely looking family. You're right kitten, he is very handsome too" the old lioness smiled at her mortified daughter.

"Mooom!" Jessica had turned beet red and looked like she was actively wishing the ground would just open up beneath her and swallow her whole.

"Why don't you two go get cleaned up, I'll get dinner going" Jessica's mother suggested, quickly wheeling herself about and scooting into the kitchen before either of the youngsters could react.

"Guess you're staying for dinner?" Jessica mumbled from behind her hands covering her face; the lioness was still trying to hide her mortified blush.

"Uh, sure. I guess..." Jack agreed, following along behind Jessica to the downstairs bathroom to quickly wash up. Again, his head was spinning, Jessica thought he was handsome and had a nice family? So why was she picking on him all...the...oh, that's why. It suddenly clicked in his brain. She didn't hate him; she was just jealous. As he walked out of the bathroom and back toward the living room, he saw them. Dozens of family photographs of a smiling little Jessica in a handsome lions' arms. The first few were when she was just a baby and he was in a basketball shirt. Then as she got a little older, he started appearing in military fatigues, but his smile was just as bright as ever.

Then he didn't appear at all, the folded flag and the shining medals in the next frame said it all. He'd seen it enough times in movies to know what that meant. Then the photos were just of Jessica and her mother, who at the time looked like an older version of the Jessica he knew. She seemed so fit any healthy, so full of life. Those pictures also ended abruptly, there were no more photographs, just a newspaper clipping talking about asbestos and a ground breaking lawsuit. The plaintiffs had won a record-breaking amount from their former employer, but from what Jack remembered seeing on the news, they had never actually received any of it. Their own lawyers had screwed them over and the money never reached the intended victims, as far as he knew, the few remaining survivors were still fighting for it. But there weren't many of them left anymore.

"Jeezus..." Jack mumbled under his breath as all the new information came crashing down on him. She'd once had a happy family, but it had been taken away from her, piece by piece. No wonder she was jealous of him, he had the life she wanted. No, the life she deserved, she hadn't done anything to deserve what had happened to her and her family. Her bullying aside, the way the people on the bus treated her and even her neighbours on the way up to her apartment, it was clear that she wasn't a bad person. She was anything but, he just happened to be the unfortunate target of her bottled up rage.

Dinner only confirmed that, Audrey, he learned was her mothers name, was only too happy to share stories about her little girl. Despite what he'd initially thought of Jessica, she was not in fact a big dumb brute. She was quite the opposite and had earned a full scholarship to a nearby college where she would still be close enough to look after her mother. It wasn't surprising he never knew that about her, she never let anyone get close enough to him for him to find anything else out about her.

Even though Jessica and her mother were both feline, she had cooked a delightful vegetarian lasagne for him, knowing that he probably wouldn't eat meat. Audrey had joked that if the asbestos hadn't killed her yet, one night without meat surely wouldn't.

Jack admired her resilience and strength; he could see so much of it in Jessica too. Even after dinner when they finally ascended to her bedroom to find her phone charger, Audrey wouldn't hear of either of them helping clean up or wash dishes. "No guest in my house has ever washed a dish before and I sure as heck will not break that tradition tonight!" she'd firmly stated before whipping them both playfully with her dish towel to get them out of the kitchen.

Audrey was unable to manage stairs in her current state, so the second floor was pretty much Jessica's domain. Even more startling was the fact that it was covered in stunning artwork, from floor to ceiling. Some paintings, but mostly murals. Jack could see the anger, pain and loss in her work. But he also saw hope, love and strength there too.

"Hey, this way, slow poke" Jessica nudged his side when he stopped to look at one particular piece that just had the word "hope" scrawled beneath two figures cast in shadow, one white and the older a golden hue. They held what looked like a baby swathed in a blanket between them, but the figures were clearly of two different species, while the baby had similarities to both of them.

Jack didn't have anything to reply, he simply nodded his head dumbly and followed Jessica into her bedroom. He didn't quite know why, but it wasn't as pink or girly as he thought it might be. Though he wouldn't have been surprised if it looked like a pink bomb had gone off inside her room, considering everything else he'd learned about her. He thought he knew Jessica; she was meant to be nothing but a bitch and a bully. But everything he had learned about her in the last couple of hours proved that was completely wrong. In the light of all this new information, Jack was finding it increasingly harder to hold onto any lingering anger and hatred he might still have felt for her.

"Here you go" Jessica offered as she held out her phone charger to him.

"Crap, wrong brand. This won't work in my phone..." Jack mumbled as he stared at the USB C type charging cable and the bottom of his hand me down iPhone, which wasn't yet new enough for the industry standard port yet. "Have any taxi driver friends that'd be willing to drive me across town?" Jack asked hopefully.

"Even I'm not that popular around here. Guess you're staying the night then" the lioness stated simply, just like her mother, she had that tone that made it obvious it would be pointless to argue with her.

"I'll grab a pillow and go sleep on the couch, thanks" Jack replied while rubbing a hand along the back of his neck.

"Dude, again. You've had your dick in me twice already and now you're afraid to share a bed with me? You know I don't bite, luckily for you" Jessica teased as she headed for her bathroom. "Use my phone to send your folks a message and let them know where you are, I don't want them worrying about you. The password is...uhm...shit...the password's...your name" the lioness paused awkwardly in the doorframe to say, before ducking out of sight.

"What?" Jack blurted out in surprise at this bit of news, but Jessica had already turned the water on and didn't hear him. She did have a point though; they'd done a lot worse things than just share a bed. Jack kicked off his shoes and lay back on the somewhat lumpy old bed after sending his mom a brief text explaining the situation. It was a far cry from his ergonomic and hypoallergenic mattress back home, but it was comfortable enough he supposed. Up above Jessica's bed, up on the ceiling, was a painted scene of a lake. Curiously it was a lake he recognized, he'd spent some time there a few summers ago with his folks. He had thought the view was breathtaking back then, but something about the way the lioness had captured it managed to bring back those same emotions all over again, as if he were back there standing beside the lake.

"Wet cat attack!" a thoroughly soaked Jessica appeared above him, in nothing but a towel and her drenched fur. Jack squeaked as he was pinned beneath the large lioness once again, but the look in her eyes and on her face was not the one he'd come to recognize. She wasn't scowling or glaring at him, she was smiling. He now understood why she didn't smile a lot, so the fact he seemed to be the reason for her smiling now, he couldn't help but smile back up at her.

"Bah! My clothes!" Jack yelped and sputtered when he noticed as water dripped down all over him, making him rather damp too.

"Now I know why you keep fucking my ass, can't handle a wet pussy" Jessica grinned down at him. "Or maybe you can..." she corrected herself as she felt a familiar bulge beginning to swell beneath her.

"Wait...Jessica...I..." Jack stammered, suddenly at a loss for words. Even now, with all her makeup washed away and her hair a shaggy mess, she looked more beautiful than ever.

"I know, I'm sorry for everything I put you through" She paused briefly as she leaned down over him, her nose close to his while her eyes searched his for something.

Then they were kissing, not like friends or enemies, but as if they were long time lovers. There was no hesitation or any holding back, Jack and Jessica, both let it happen without reservation. His hands cupped her cheeks as she leaned down over him, almost a foot taller than him as she straddled the smaller rabbit. Her hand released her grip on her towel, which soon began to slide down about her waist and left her in the nude in his lap. But it didn't matter, only the kiss mattered.

Even when he felt a different kind of heat envelope his stiffness, Jack didn't dare pull away from the kiss. He felt the needy whimper of the lioness against his lips as she took him inside herself, properly this time. Her hips rolled and ground down against his with a growing passion. Her full heaving bust pressed against his chest, her damp fur soaked his shirt, but he didn't mind. In that moment, Jack didn't want to be anywhere else, or with anyone else.

This felt right, this felt complete, like home.

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Life is strange sometimes; things don't always work out the way we plan. People aren't always who we think they are. Happiness could be staring you right in the face and you might not even know it, until it sneaks up and pounces you with a big wet hug.

Jack smiled down at the little bundle of joy in his arms, his fingers stroked through her white curls. She was the spitting image of her mother. The white rabbit moved slowly from painting to painting, most with "SOLD" signs on them, even a few had "Property of such and such museum" on them too; they were after all highly sought after pieces. The little tawny furred rabbit in his arms, with her white hair and green eyes smiled up at her father, her chubby little hands reached up to grip and tug playfully at one of his long ears.

"Time for bed, Hope Audrey Whitby" Jessica cooed as she stepped alongside her husband, gently lifting their daughter from his arms to carry her to bed. "See you in bed, lover?" she paused at the doorway to lift her tail suggestively to the grinning rabbit.

Life with Jessica hadn't been easy, but it certainly was interesting, and Jack wouldn't have it any other way.

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