FSE

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Rain swept the tree limps, lightly jostling them about. The misty rain, if you could call It that, lightly covered my windshield, with the occasional pounding of large drops falling from the trees as I drove under them. Despite the pain of driving on terrible, pothole-stricken dirt roads, the likes of which hadn't seen a vehicle in 15 years, I did enjoy my job. It came with a free pickup truck that I could easily sneak and use for personal errands since I often worked from home. My wife didn't care for the job though. I might be home by dinner, but if I had an inspection out of town, I could be gone all night.

I was lucky to have a job at all, since the timber industry had taken such a huge hit from far away politicians thinking they knew what's best for Alaskans. To them, our state was nothing more than a national park they would visit once or twice in their lifetimes that needed preserving. In reality, it was a tough place that was hard enough to make a living in without… well.. I digress… I have a job anyway, to assess how the blocks of trees were growing, if they were growing straight or not, what kind of lumber we could get out of them, and if they are sizeable enough to cut.

The rain the Pacific Northwest made it perfect for forestry. Not so perfect for your mood though. It can be depressing seeing the sky dark and grey all the time and living in a small town with a small population that loves to gossip, and where the only way in or out is by boat. Being out on my own, driving through forests that hadn't seen a human in decades was very peaceful and I found myself happy to go to work. It was my kind of meditation in a way.

My wife was begrudgingly supportive to this kind of work. I could be out all day and sometimes or I would have to be gone days at a time traveling to the furthest corners of the national forests our company tapped into. This left me out of cell phone reception more often than not, leaving her alone to take care of our two kids if there were issues at school. This extra burden on her made it difficult for her to land a stable job of her own. But it was a high paying job and the money was too good to pass up. Plus I didn't really have any other skills to leverage to find something else that would maintain our standard of living so forestry it was. Sometimes coming home to her was the best feeling in the world, but if she had had a bad day, seemingly unbeknownst to me, coming how could be a nightmare of problems with the kid, trouble with her as she was overloaded with work and stressed out.

Who said marriage was always blissful? Well, they were liars, but the truth of the matter is that you have to take the bad with the good. Not every love story is pure joy and I wouldn't trade ours for anything.

Driving through forestry block 186, my job was to calculate the above ground biomass for the block. A bit annoying to do on your own; you'd have to take a measurement of several tens of trees at their base, determine their species which you would think we would know since they were planted nearly two decades previously but record keeping isn't a lumberjacks strong suit. Average the data and report that to administration. Then they would petition the forest service to let us cut the forest. Upon approval I would have to be back out here to label all the trees worthy of being cut and which to leave behind.

I found it best to park my truck, a brand-new white Dodge Ram 1500 crew cab my company just bought me, in the middle of the block and work my way out from there. Unless there were hills, in which case… fuck my life… This block wasn't so hilly past the Y, which is rare, so pulled up to the meatiest tree I could find and parked. I took out my survey gear, which was just a huge tape measurer, GPS, a waterproof notebook and of course, a 357-magnum pistol and some bear spray. If there is one thing that is guaranteed, is that you WILL see a bear almost every time you go out unless it's winter. I wrapped the measuring tape around the base of this huge tree and jotted down the circumference. Phew, a big boy for only 40 years old, 20 feet! If the rest of the larger trees are this big this block would be ripe to cut. I rolled the tape up and moved on to the next tree, and the next, and the next getting wet all the while. 'I fucking hate the rain' I thought.

Several hours later I came across and couple of old stumps from the last clear cut. The was nearly rotted away but barely strong enough to sit on. It was time for a break. I dropped my backpack and pulled out a bologna sandwich my wife had made. Two slices of bologna, and slice of cheese. The same lunch I've had for years. I just about had it scarfed down, when I heard a rustling in the woods. I dropped what remained of my sandwich and pulled out my pistol. My heart was racing, no matter how many times this happens, you never get complacent and let a bear sneak up on you. I looked around frantically. It sounded as though it was close, maybe just a few yards away, but there was nothing in sight but trees and ferns, nothing overly huge that could hide a bear. I did another 360 turn to look around, it must have just been a deer, moose, who knows. I holstered my gun and hesitantly sat down. My sandwich was ruined, but there were still chips I guess.

I opened the bag of chips slowly, so as to make as little sound as possible. I wanted to keep my ears open to hear if that noise would return. Just as I got comfortable, I heard the rustling again, “Son of a bitch!" I cried out, dropped my bag of chips to the ground and drew my gun out again. This time, I had a better sense of where it was coming from. I turned around to look behind me to see what it was. I little white rabbit poked its head out from behind a fern.

It was pure white all over with bright blue eyes. It really didn't make any sense really, it was such a pure white, not a trace of dirt or mud on it except for the bottom of its feet. It was rather big too for a wild rabbit, about a foot and a half long. But it didn't make much sense for a domesticated rabbit to be out so far, and this wasn't the proper season for rabbits to have their white fur coat. It stands out like a sore thumb amongst all the greenery.

I sat back down on the other side of the stump so as not to look intimidating. I then slowly pulled my phone out to take a picture of it. I must be 45 miles from the nearest anything, so this is a rare find. I have a friend of mine who teaches biology at the high school in town, maybe he can tell me what's going on with it. I snapped one picture and my phone made the shutter noise that startled the hare a bit. It didn't run away from instead hopped a bit closer. There was another smaller tree stump a few feet from where I was sitting. It hopped over to it and sat down at the base facing me. I took another picture since it was even closer now. This should really help my friend identify it. After I took the next picture, the bunny looked at me, almost like it knew what I was doing. It didn't get startled like It did before, and instead appeared to pose for the next picture. It positioned itself to sit on its butt like a person would with its back against the stump and its legs flared out. Looked like it was relaxing but at this angle, you could tell it was female.

I snapped another picture, not because I needed it, but just to see her reaction. Just as I took the third picture, she reached her paw up to her mouth, slowly licked it, and reached down between her legs and started rubbing herself. I had never seen anything quite like it. The sexual nature of it all made my heart race, but not simply because of arousal, but almost like I had seen a ghost. There was certainly something surreal about it. I kept hold me phone at her but didn't snap anymore pictures.

The white bunny's eyes stayed fixated on me while she continued rubbing herself. As her paw moved down, her eyes would squint ever so slightly. When it moved up, her mouth would open a little and let out the faintest moan. It finally occurred to me, this didn't just look like she was masturbating, she most certainly was. My gaze was fixed on her, watching her every move. This couldn't be normal behavior for a rabbit, but I wasn't questioning it, just watching.

A few moments later, I heard a louder rustling in the distance. The bunny stopped what she was doing and turned her head and ears towards the noise. Glanced away from her and into the field, half expecting another rabbit, but this time, no such luck. It was a black bear and two cubs wandering through the foliage. I stood up and reached for my gun again slowly, trying to be as quite as I could. The bear couldn't be but 20 yards away. She didn't appear to notice us and was wandering away from us. I looked down to see how the rabbit was doing, but she was long gone. I didn't even hear her leave.

I didn't care to stand around either, I reached down and grabbed my stuff as slowly and as quietly as I could and backed away, all the while keeping my eyes on the bear and her cubs. I was able to make it back to the truck without arousing the bears attention. I put my gear back in the truck and hopped in. There wasn't enough time to turn around, so I had to back out all the way to where my trail met up with another one. I started going forward, managing to hit every single hole, bump and large rock along the way. It took about 20 minutes to get back to a paved road, and another 30 minutes to get in range of a cell tower.

Well, might as well call the boss and tell him I couldn't finish the survey today. I picked up the phone and gave him a call, “Hey Dave, can you hear me?"

“Ya barely, what can I do for ya Owen?"

“Had another encounter of the bear kind… I'll have to finish up the survey tomorrow."

“You couldn't just wait for it to leave?"

“Well… it wasn't wandering very quickly, I waited there for about an hour, but she just wouldn't leave." I was lying but I needed a good excuse for him to let me leave and not think I was such a sissy.

“Well alright, but get out there and get it done, I need you in St. Terese as soon as you get that block done."

“ya.. roger that old man… talk at you later!"

“bye!"

I hung up the phone and thought, well at least there will be some good overtime this week. Once my thought drifted away from my work, I started thinking about that rabbit again. Why did it look as though she was trying to arouse me? Do rabbits even masturbate? It was all so absurd. It was another lonely 30 minutes until I got home. I didn't even bother turning on the radio since I was so lost in thought. I had also neglected to call my wife.

I parked my truck in the driveway, left my tools in the cab and locked it up. The short but obnoxious horn sounded as I walked up to the front door. I tried to turn the handle, but the door was locked. 'Goodness gracious' I thought to myself, 'We live in the middle of nowhere, why on Earth does she insist on locking the damn door?!'

We had a decent sized house, three-bedroom two bath, the works. We did have a few neighbors, but they weren't very close by. Everyone in the neighborhood had a few acres to themselves and generally kept to themselves. Other than the occasional mailbox thieves, it was pretty quiet. We were about 20 minutes from the nearest police station so in a way you're on your own if you find yourself in trouble.

I pulled out my keys, unlocked the door and walked inside to surprise my wife. The TV was blaring kids cartoons so she probably didn't hear the horn of my truck when I locked the door.

“You're back so early? Its only 5 o'clock! That's a surprise!" She said.

“Ya well, got interrupted by a bear again…" I told her begrudgingly. She gets a little more worried than she ought to so I hate telling her anything that would make her think my job was overly dangerous.

“Oh my god are you OK!?" she asked with deepest concern.

“I mean ya, I'm here aren't I?" I said while trying to muffle a laugh. “It wasn't nothin', just a momma bear and her cubs passing through. I tried to wait them out but they were dead set on stickin around so I figured I'd finish up that block tomorrow."

“I really wish they would send ya'll out in teams incase one of ya'll got hurt. But noooo, Timberland has to make that profit. I really wish you would get your degree in forestry and do something better." She said as her tone shifted from concern to anger.

The company I work for, Timberland, has been good to me though, I couldn't help but think that her anger was directed at me more than my company. No other firm would send two guys out to do a survey, there isn't that much work and most of the time is spent driving from place to place, but I understood her concern.

“It'll be alright, what's for dinner?" I asked.

“All I'm saying is that it isn't safe for you to go out alone in the woods all the time!" She quickly tried to the change the subject back to my job.

“Natalie.. I'm fine, Don't worry, I got bear spray and a gun on me at all times I'll be OK!" I said trying to console her.

“Fine, its fine… I wasn't hungry so I just had some fruit, I made macaroni and hot dogs for Avery, I can heat up last nights spaghetti if you want."

“Ya that'll be fine, thanks sweetheart.." I said calmly. I walked over to her and hugged her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Forehead kisses are the best for calming down a lady I found. And I didn't want her to be too upset.

I ate dinner and watched Avery for a while. After dinner and a little play time, we put her to bed and then got ourselves ready to sleep too. I would always have to sleep early since I was usually getting up and ready for work around 5 am. My wife and I laid down in our bed, crossing our fingers our five year old wouldn't wake up the whole night.

Natalie must have been run ragged all day, she made no attempt to be intimate, she just set an alarm on her phone and fell right to sleep. I just turned away, and started thinking about that white rabbit again. Her smooth seemingly soft white fur, so pure and clean compared to everything else in the wilderness was both unusual and alluring. I remembered every detail about the encounter, the way she looked at me, and her facial expressions as she slowly touched herself. Even the smell of the woods came back to me. I never felt I had such a good memory, but it was so surreal, every detail was fresh as if I was still in the moment. I felt myself starting to get aroused right there in bed with my wife. My heart started racing faster as I was both feeling stirred and guilty at the thought of someone other than my significant other.

It was all too tempting to touch myself to the thought of the rabbit. I closed my eyes to picture her rubbing her soft white fur between her legs. I stroked myself, trying to be stealthy as I did so not alert my wife.

“Owen, are you awake? What are you doing?" She whispered.

'Fuck fuck fuck!' I thought to myself. I quickly held my hand still and tossed my legs around a bit, trying to hopelessly fool her into thinking those movements were just me trying to get comfortable.

“Nothing baby, just itching my leg. Think I got a couple of mosquito bites out there…" I lied.

“OK…" She yawned, “Good night…"

The next morning, I woke up feeling tired. I didn't sleep after Natalie caught me, I kept thinking about the white bunny, unable to relieve myself. Despite being tired, a twinge of excitement at the prospect of going out to that forest block again rushed me to get ready as fast as I could. I grabbed a quick shower, brushed my teeth all before my wife got up.

“Baby do you want some breakfast?" She asked me, her eyes still closed as she sat up as she slowly rubbed the morning sting and pain away.

“I'm OK, think I'll just grab a coffee and head out, got a lot of work to make up from yesterday's interruption." I told her, still not being entirely honest.

I grabbed my coat and keys and hurried out the door, practically running to my truck, forgetting my coffee I told her I would take. The drive out wouldn't be silent, I played some music to try to burn out my anxiety about what I was looking forward to. I heart raced the entire drive, getting faster and faster the closer I got to the woods. My poor truck was getting pummeled by the trails as I raced to the center of block 186. There was a light fog hugging the forest floor this time. By the time I had got there, the sun was barely illuminating the sky as it was still masked by the mountains to the south. The air was calm, and the trees stood eerily still in their natural state.

I turned my truck off and looked feverishly out of the windows all around looked for the rabbit. My heart calmed along with my mind and I thought that it was kind of naïve for me to think it would be here waiting for me anyway. I got out of my truck and carried my equipment as well as a heavy disappointment out into the woods to finish the work. I spent the next few hours taking more measurements and losing the excitement that drove me here so quickly.

By the time I was finished with my survey, the white rabbit was as far from my mind as it could get. I loaded my equipment back into the cab of the truck and stood there to take one last look at the woods and ponder.

Just as all hope was lost, a familiar rustling came from the other side of the truck. My mind focused clearly and quickly as I turned my head frantically to see. My truck was too tall to get a look at the other side, so I rushed around the tailgate to see. My heart raced as the white rabbit had made its appearance once again!

I kept my distance so not to scare her away, and I guilelessly said, “Hello there, remember me?"

The rabbit just stared at me, her eyes relaxed and ears lowered, a sign I took for trust and content. She slowly hopped on top of the stump I was sitting on yesterday. I slowly walked a bit closer and squatted down to her level. Again, she sat down and spread her legs, and with both of her paws reaching down between her thighs, she spread the fur that was obscuring her nethers and exposed herself to me.

I was getting excited, but she probably couldn't tell by looking at me, my eyes were wide and fixated on her, my face giving off a most submissive look. She Reached up to her mouth with one of her paws, licked it and started rubbing herself again as her eyes began to squint at the pleasure of it all. I moved closer and closer, judging her reaction as if seeking her permission to do so. I was able to get within a few feet from her when she stopped rubbing herself and, using both her paws, spread her fur apart again.

Taking a deep breath and swallowing my anxiety, I took it as an invitation to get even closer. She sat there, waiting for me to get close. I opened my mouth and slipped my tongue out just a bit past my lip, slowly moving my head down between her thighs. The fur on her legs brushed my cheeks first, then my tongue reached to the fur between her legs. Ignoring that irritable feeling of having hair in your mouth, I kept getting closer, until finally, my lips reached pussy. As if taking a drink after days in a desert, I started licking her desperately. Her paws reached as far over my head as she could, her chest resting just above my forehead. Her legs curled around my ears as her soft warm fur provoked my senses.

I closed my eyes and pushed my head as deep into her body as I could. I put my arms around her back and pulled her even closer until she was firmly fixed on my face. She made faint and squealing moans of pleasure then she suddenly pushed me away. I let up for a moment and looked up at her, holder her in my hands. She was breathing heavy, her chest pumping as she made eye contact with me. I put her back down on the stump, and as my excitement dropped down, I felt the pain of my dick, firmly pressing against the crotch of my jeans. She looked down at it, then back up at me and shook her head as if to tell me to make use of it.

I anxiously started undoing my belt and unzipped my pants exposing myself to her. Keeping her legs spread she leaned back, leaning her upper body on her elbows, keeping her legs spread all the while. I leaned over her and maneuvered myself between her thighs. I rubbed with my shaft on her slowly and to my surprise entered her with ease. It was a bit awkward, trying to hold her steady to prevent my dick from pushing her backward altogether. With one hand holding myself over her, my other was busy holding her in position.

She was so wet, and smooth, and warm, it felt infinitely better than it had ever been with my wife. I could feel every muscle inside her convulsing. It felt as though we were truly one with each other. Her pussy had the one flaw of not being deep enough for me. With each thrust I was trying in vain to bury myself inside of her. Her paws fell limp to her sides and her head lay all the way back with her ears appearing to have no life to them as they dangled with my every lunge.

I started breathing heavy and failing to contain my moans of pleasure. I went faster, and faster still. She started letting out her own sounds of pleasure, further intoxicating me. With her body stretched to the limit, I finally managed to bury myself completely inside her, letting out my seed into her. I came more and longer than I imagined I could, flexing my arm holding her as I tried to maintain enough composure to keep her comfortably in place against me. My eyes closed tightly as my thrusts slowed. Her body couldn't contain it all as it started to pour out towards her stumpy tail.

After I had finally finished, my mind cleared, and I started to realize what I had done. My heart sank for only a moment in guilt. I had officially cheated on my wife, my love, my lifelong companion. I looked down at the rabbit, and she weakly looked back up at me, appearing as though I had abused her. Just as I was about to be tormented by the guilt of that too, she smirked.

I exited her and stood up to put on my pants. She feebly propped herself back up on her elbows. After I put myself back together it started to rain lightly again. Not knowing what to do I reached down to pick her up, but before I could get a hold of her, she slipped out of my grasp and scampered back away a few feet. Confused, I walked towards her. She smiled bigger but wouldn't let me get too close and scampered about 15 more feet away. We locked eyes one last time before she took off as fast as a bullet between two ferns. After that, I could only make out where she went based solely on the leaves she disturbed along her escape route.

It felt a little like rejection when she left me there clueless. I didn't think I had abused her anymore, since she looked happy afterwards, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she had just used me. The rain started to pick up even more, so I got back into my truck and shut the door. I stared blankly into the forest through my windshield thinking about what just happened, who she was really, and why we even did what we did. I even thought how to explain this to Natalie if she ever found out. After what felt like an eternity, I started up my truck and started to drive backwards, out of the woods again, retracing yesterdays route home.

I got home uncharacteristically early. My wife greeted me at the door ecstatically, “You're back early two days in a row! Amazing! It wasn't another bear was it?..."

“Ha ha… not a bear this time no…" I said, once again concealing the truth. I could barely make eye contact with her as the guilt filled my soul. “I'm going to grab a shower really quick and I'll meet you for supper in a few."

“Yes sure! I have stew waiting in the crockpot. Its not all the way done since I figured you wouldn't be back for another hour or so." She said.

I walked to the bedroom and took off my clothes and hopped in the shower. I usually took quick showers, but this time it was more a chance to think about my encounter. When I was done, the same routine beset the house. Play with Avery and put her to bed. Hope into bed ourselves and turn out the lights.

Natalie was more in the mood this time, she leaned over and put her arms around me. I was facing away from her and hesitated a bit longer than I should, and she picked up on it. “Are you tired?" She asked innocently.

“No… well.. maybe a little." I stuttered.

“Long day?"

“Well, maybe the hills broke me off today you know what I mean? Ha ha…"

“Awww its OK baby… he he…" She said as she put her arms around me and held me close. She wasn't upset from what I could tell, my eyes began to water with shame. I put my hand on hers as it rested on my chest. I gently caressed her fingers with mine to let her know I was OK, but I wasn't really. For me it served more as a means to fidget than to show I loved her.

I didn't get to sleep until much too late that night thinking about it. When I finally woke up my head and lower back was sore. I hadn't actually walked up too many hills, but my lower back seemed to think I did and the crown of my head on both sides was like I had been hit twice with a baseball bat.

I stumbled a bit as I got dressed and ready to go to work. My head itched but was too sensitive to scratch. I looked in the mirror and maneuvered the short hair covering it to see what the deal with the pain was. Sure, enough there were some red spots on either side. Maybe I had knocked my head against the roof of the truck yesterday when I drove out of the block.

I finally made my way out of the house and back into my truck. I pulled out my clip board and started finalizing my calculations there in the driveway. I was accustomed to working out of my truck since my company didn't give me any office space to work out of. There were a lot of numbers to throw together before I could submit my report. When I was done, I fired of the pickup and headed to our offices in town to turn in my survey.

When I got the office my boss Dave flagged me down the lobby, “Hey, two days to survey a single block!? What the hell are we paying you for you lazy ass mother fucker!" He blurted out joyfully. He was always the kind to talk smack just to ruffle some feathers.

“You know me, always willing to milk a job to get what I deserve. If you want it done in half the time, you should pay me twice as much old man!" I said, fighting fire with fire.

“Well, maybe you should learn to wrestle them bears, I'd gladly pay you double time to see that shit! Ha ha!"

“Ya ya… ha ha, here's the survey for 186."

Standing next to me he took the report, barely glanced at it then looked back at me. His smile changed swiftly to concern, “Where the hell'd you get them whelps? You wife been beatin' you again? Ha ha"

“Pfffttt, you know Natalie, shes got a wicked left hook. Ha ha. No, I hit a few bumps on the trail and knocked my head against the door of the truck. You know how it is." I told him.

“Well, I believe that on the left side of your head, but that don't explain the other side. If I was a bettin' man I'd say you were growing devil horns. Ha ha. Better get that looked at. But hey! We need you to take a look at 234 today. Sherry in geo will show you where it is on the map." Dave ordered.

“Alright sounds good, I better get going then."

“Alright have a good one!" Dave shouted as he walked off with my report.

I headed down the hall to the geospatial office to talk to Sherry. She was the kindest old lady you had ever met. Probably been working for the company longer than anyone else here. Her kindness had to of been masking a deep pain though. Her daughter went missing decades ago, probably kidnapped or murdered. Despite a tragic past, she was widely considered a saint by everyone at the office. I walked into her office and knocked gently on her door, “Sherry, you available?" I asked.

“Yes sir, come on in!" She said.

“Dave said I got 234 today, you know where that's at?" I asked, thinking to myself that maybe she was working for timberland when they last planted that block.

“ooohhh yes, that's a bit out of the way. You better get gas in town before you leave." She warned.

Surveyors and cutters rarely see the same block in their career since it takes so long to grow the trees on a block, so I was perplexed as to how she already knew where it was. She must have a bottomless pit of experience or somehow memorized the entire national forest system.

“its that far out huh?" I said.

“Oh yes" She confirmed as she started walking over the big map plastered over the wall. The map was so large it went from the floor to the ceiling and nearly as wide as the room itself. “Its right overrrrrr… here!" She pointed to a block that was pretty far out of the way indeed, but my heart sank a bit. It was the opposite direction as 186. Part of me was hoping it was nearby. 'Am I really considering going to see that rabbit again?' I thought.

“Ah OK, well I better hurry up and get going then!" I exclaimed.

“Ok, no problem! Have a safe trip and watch for bears!" She cautioned.

“Ok thank you! Have a nice day!" I said already walking out the door. 'Watch for bears' must be our company's motto.

I headed back to my truck and sat quietly for a moment, lost in thought. 234 was north, but 186 was south. I was juggling the many thoughts in my head, debating on which way to go. North, or south. North, or south. 'North, south, north, south, north, south' I thought.

I started backing my truck out of my parking space right off the main road, and for a brief moment, before I turned my wheel, I had a decision to make. Turn the wheel left, and head south, or turn my wheel right and head north. Within that small window of time, my gut took over my decision, and jerked the wheel left.

My mind was perfectly content with the decision and without question I headed south. I was determined, and the anxiety of putting my job at risk did not stop me at all. I was so eager to see the rabbit again, to feel her again. Driving down the road, I tapped my fingers nervously on the steering wheel until I finally came across my turn off the paved road and into the trail that would lead me to 186.

Fifteen more minutes of bumpy trail later and I was back in the same spot as yesterday. With a fierce determination, I got out of my truck and stood there briefly and looked around. In a casual tone of voice I said into the wilderness, “Hello?"

Yelling would attract bears but whispering wouldn't get any attention. I walked around the immediate area of the truck and scanned the woods for any sign of leaf movement signaling the rabbit was coming and called out again.

Without giving up I kept calling out, then finally, the leaves rustled in the distance. As the rustling got closer, I noticed that they were being disturbed a bit more than last time. For a second I thought that perhaps it wasn't the rabbit racing towards me but something else entirely. I retreated towards my truck and realized I had forgotten my gun and holster inside. I frantically open the passenger side door to grab my gun but just before I grabbed a hold of it, the white rabbit was there behind me. I turned around to look, and she had gotten bigger. Instead of a foot and half long, she was nearly double that.

I stared at her shocked. My mouth gapped open, but it was definitely still her. Her white fur still just as pure and thick as before. The same relaxed eyes were trained on me inviting. I tilted my head confused, but still drawn.

“Wow… you got bigger…" I said.

“Yes…" She replied quietly, that one word ostensibly taking everything she could muster.

My legs immediately gave out from under me and I collapsed to the ground in horror. “You can! You.. can!.. oh my god…" I said, still keeping my volume down as I turned away from her and hysterically tried to reach up for the handle of my truck to pull myself up.

“Shhh…" She tried to calm me and hopped over slowly. I froze in position, not knowing what to do. Her nose twitched ever so slightly as she leaned closer to me. I dropped my hands down from the truck and turned towards her. I was breathing rapidly in fear, but not able to bring myself to fight or flight.

Her nose finally reached mine, then she took one last hop and was on my lap. I looked her in the eye, then my gaze drifted downwards at the rest of her body. Her chest wasn't so smooth and barren as before. Two distinct lumps had appeared, her body appearing slightly more humanoid. I moved my hands slowly towards her chest. It was more curiosity than sexual as I grabbed her breast-like lumps. As I felt under her fur, there were nipples there. It shouldn't have been too surprising, as I assumed rabbits hap nipples anyway. She looked down and my hands and then back up and me smiling. She certainly approved of my exploration. I looked back up towards her and she quickly started to kiss me.

My fear subsided to attraction in the blink of an eye and relief overcame me. She reached her paws down towards my pants, trying to take my belt loose but she was having trouble gripping it properly. I decided to help her out and took off my belt and dropped my pants below my waist, my bare rear end resting in the dirt beside my truck. The soft fur of her paws excited me and in no time, I was ready for her. In kind, I reached down to her and began rubbing her until I could feel her smooth wetness. Her larger size came with bigger breathes, and I could feel her breathes on the skin of my cheek. It was warm and arousing in its intimacy and drew me into her. I wrapped my arms around her body and forced her body to mine.

We both, in a fit of sexual desire reached down to maneuver my shaft into her. She insisted on taking the lead and swatted my hand away. I willingly let her take the reigns as she rubbed me up and down her pussy.

A light rain started to pick up again but neither of us wanted to concern ourselves with it. She slid my dick inside and firmly planter her feet on the ground, straddling my thighs. She wanted to do the brunt of the work this time around, as she started to use her powerful legs to lift herself up and down. The familiar feeling of connection came back, and I could feel her insides with high fidelity. I didn't want to resist her movements and loosened my grip on her back, letting her go as fast as she wanted. The power of her legs came full bore as she started moving even faster than I was when I was on top of her. It was an even more amazing feeling than last time. Her juices were now flowing freely down my shaft, splashing about after enough had gathered at the base. With her larger body, there was no resistance to full penetration. She put her paws on my shoulders and lowered her head. She was giving it everything she had, resolute to pleasure me to her fullest potential.

I lowered my hands down her back to her tail. I lightly grabbed it in my hand, just to see what it felt like, but her movements were too quick to get a decent hold of it. I instead moved lower, and with both hands grabbed each of her cheeks. She paused her dives for a moment and started kissing me veraciously, placing her paws on my cheeks pulling my face towards hers, giving me a chance to grab her as much as I wanted and explore her body.

Once she felt I had my fill, she started squatting her legs and doing me all over again, picking up speed with every hop. Her insides were so smooth, and my member had nearly all it could take. I started breathing heavier, and she took the chance to go even faster. The faster she went the less I could hold back. She kept kissing me, our kisses getting sloppier as it was becoming more of a chore to keep our lips lined up with her rapid movement.

Finally, at my limit, I opened my mouth to gasp for air, and moaned towards to sky. I started shooting my seed into her once more. She made sure to slow her pace but sit even deeper onto my dick with every hop, ensuring it was carefully placed right where she wanted it. I came so much my balls began to hurt like someone had just hit them. I lazily put my hands back on her back and grabbed her fur as I shot what was left inside of her.

She sat on my shaft until my blood flow could no longer kept it erect enough and slid out. My eyes slowly opened as I regained my composure. This time there would be no after sex regret. I just leaned back into her and kissed her gently. When I finally felt I had the energy, I wrapped my arms all the way around her and stood up, keeping her pressed against me all the while. I held her as I walked to the driver's side of my truck and took her with me inside. She didn't resist and even looked to be a little sleepy. She did do all the work after all, and at the speed she was going, she had to be tired.

I placed her as gently as I could in the passenger seat of my truck. Her eyes looked at me lazily as her body went limp on the seat. I kept looking at her, “Ahem…" I uttered. I wasn't sure how to start a conversation with her or if she could even talk. Her ears stood tall and she gave me her undivided attention.

“So… umm… you can talk…right? I think you said 'yes' earlier?" I asked semi-embarrassed. Perhaps I was imagining it before. 'God, I'm so stupid' I thought.

“uh…ya…" she responded.

'Holy shit!' My mind swirled. “So you can talk!!" I know I wasn't dreaming! So what's your name?"

“umm.. mmm…"

“Huh? What is it?" I asked.

“ahhmmm… hmm hmmsss!" She grunted, pointing at her mouth.

“I don't understand. So, you can't talk? Can you understand me?"

She didn't utter a sound this time but just shook her head yes. Maybe she couldn't talk that well but could understand me. I suppose this should have been expected. She demonstrated a unique a level of awareness yesterday when she seemingly tried to seduce me.

I looked out the window of the truck at the raindrops hitting the windshield, slowly obscuring the view of the forest one drop at a time. Rain always made the scents of the forest and everything else for that matter much more potent. I looked back down at my bunny friend, and I could smell her musk undoubtedly coming from her lightly wet fur. It was intoxicating to say the least. When we were being intimate and much closer, I could smell her, but now, even as she lay in the seat across the truck, it smelled and made me feel even closer to her.

I stared at her awkwardly, trying to decide what I wanted to do with my emotions. Part of me wanted to pick her back up into my arms and another, much smaller part was screaming to end all this and leave and never come back. The smirk on my face gave away which position I truly supported. As I was trying to muster the willpower necessary to make a move, she beat me to it, and got up from her seat, hopped over the center console and onto my lap. The weight of her bared down on my lap in a comforting sort of way. I put my arms back around her. She raised her face to mine, and again, in the rain soaked truck, in the middle of an unnamed forest, made love again.

I had spent hours in the forest, swept up in the passion and excitement of it all. After we shared that moment again with each other, I let her out and made my way out of the block. I had a lot of catching up to do for my job. First, I'd have to drive an hour and a half north. I would have to really bust my ass to make up for the lost time. It was already noon and the report for block 234 was due tomorrow morning.

The sores on my head were not making the drive any easier. For some reason they weren't just itchy but starting to hurt. My lower back was hurting even more as well, making sitting the truck all the more excruciating. To top it all off, I couldn't get my mind off the rabbit. I constantly felt aroused and a need to go back to fuck even more. Before I knew it, I found myself speeding down the road at nearly 80 miles per hour. I looked back up and found I was coming up on a semi quick. I slammed on the brakes as hard as I could trying not to cause a slip. The traction control in the truck kicked in, making the stop bumpy as hell. The semi must have only been doing 55 mph. My foot was still on the brake and my truck started to slide. I turned off the road onto the rocky shoulder to avoid rear ending the truck and finally came to a stop. The semi didn't skip a beat and kept on rolling. I sat there in the truck, my heart racing after having come close to death.

In spite of all of this, I was still aroused. My shaft pressing desperately on my pants. I hadn't felt this level of sexual desire since I was a teenager. Back then, a gentle breeze would have set me off. I would find anywhere I could to hide and avoid my parents to masturbate. Right there, on the side of the road, after just avoiding a potentially costly and dangerous wreck, I wrestled with the thought of rubbing one out on the side of the highway. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. It was so erect, it was red. My heart sank a bit as I realized that this wasn't my dicks normal color. I was freaking out, thinking I had caught something from the rabbit. I touch myself lightly to see if it would be painful, but it felt normal.

The anxiety was too strong, and I simply put my member away and zipped up my pants. The rest of the day passed in much the same way. I completed the survey with a boner nearly half the time. Having sex with the rabbit was erotic sure, but this was ridiculous. I didn't get the survey done until 7 pm that night. I sat in that forest a little while longer to finish my report, resisting the urge to masturbate and hoping whatever was wrong with me would end before I got home.

When I finally did get home that night, my urges had only grown stronger. I pulled into the driveway, put the truck in park, and seriously considered driving all the way back to block 186. After a few minutes, concluding that it was an idea only someone who had truly lost it would contemplate. I got out of the truck and walked into the house.

“FINALLY! Where have you been!? Natalie whispered as loud as she could. Avery must have been asleep.

“I know I know… They sent me pretty far north today. I'm sorry I should of called you." I told her, trying to defuse the situation.

She walked over to me to help me take off my coat, “You smell like you've been wrestling a dog. You need to take a shower." She ordered.

“Ya, no problem." I capitulated.

I walked upstairs to take a shower. I was still erect, and I honestly considered calling a doctor. However, after what I had been up to, the thought scared me. I had to see it through no matter what it was. I took my clothes off and hopped in the shower. The moist air made the musky smell my wife described come alive. The smell immediately brought me back to the woods with the rabbit. I shut my eyes and tried to think of something else. Just when I needed her the most, Natalie walked in to swap out the towels in the bathroom.

“When you're done use this new one OK?" She said.

“Ya, no problem baby thanks!"

I hurriedly finished my shower for I had a new plan. If I can't fuck the rabbit, well, perhaps I should do what I'm supposed to do, and make love to my wife. I could finally cure these urges I had been filled with all day.

I hopped out of the shower, dried myself off, and tossed the towel on the floor. I barged into our room still naked and partially dry and saw my wife in her night gown laying in bed reading a book. She looked up at me, her eyes drifted down below my waist. A smile broke through as she knew what was about to happen. We hadn't made love very often, work and kids temper the passion in a relationship, but tonight she was wanting as much as I was.

The room, illuminated only by the golden glow of the incandescent lamp, cloaked the true discoloration of my shaft I was so worried about earlier. Natalie didn't seem to notice or care and tossed the covers to the side to invite me in. I was so engrossed in my desire I dispensed with the foreplay, pulled her panties down just far enough and started rubbing the head of my dick on her pussy vigorously, trying to get her wet as quickly as possible.

“Hey you, a kiss every now and then would help." She complained but I was too focused. I took her advise though and pulled her night gown up above her chest and started kissing her breasts. She accepted that, since that was probably the best she was going to get out of me and put her arms around me.

“You're back is so hairy!" She said.

“Is it?" I asked. I never really noticed, but then again, I'm not really checking the status of my back hair all the time, so I didn't pay much mind to it.

Natalie was finally wet enough, and I plunged myself into her. It was like a breath of fresh air, finally relieving the urges I had pent up all day. She moaned ever so slightly, trying to muffle her pleasure to keep from waking up Avery. Her pussy wasn't as tight as the bunny's but would have to do. I wanted so much to keep my mind on my wife, but it was hard to keep focused. Natalie smelled like coconuts and mangos, a byproduct of her favorite shampoo, but I yearned for the musk of the semi damp rabbit fur. There I was, in bed fucking my wife, and thinking about the rabbit the entire time.

As her arms gripped me, I thrusted faster and faster. I reach around her, sliding my hands up her legs then finally gripping her ass as tight as I could to help force myself deeper inside her. She responded by getting wetter as the sounds drifted from a dry smacking noise to a squishy and sloshing one. I moved my right hand up towards the base of her spine. For a moment, I stopped thrusting out of sheer disappointment. What I expected to grab was a small tuft of bunny tail, but instead was the barren backside of my wife. I opened my eyes and looked at her, with a feeling of dread as though I had been found out, but the feeling was misplaced. Natalie's eyes were closed, she was enjoying the moment to savor the feeling of my shaft resting inside her, but my heart was racing. I was slowly coming to the realization that she wasn't as satisfying to me.

I started thrusting again, if for anything else but to distract her from the turmoil going on inside me. I shut my eyes tight. The only way I found that I could enjoy this, to bring myself to climax was to think about the white rabbit in the woods. Our blanket was faux mink, fuzzy, and very fur like. Not an exact approximation of the bunny's, but close enough. I covertly wrapped my arm around and through it and then moved it back around her. I thought to myself, if I could just imagine, just for a moment, that I was again fucking that rabbit, maybe then I could finish. I pulled out of her, turned her around away from me in the bed. She lay sideways and I penetrated her again from behind. Her as my little spoon, I again put the blanket between my arm and her body. While again thrusting, I focused my mind to imagine the small cute ass of the rabbit, its small tail lightly tapping the base of my stomach with every push.

“Baby, grab my breasts." She begged. But I was too focused on imagining the rabbit to pay her any mind. She reached for my hand that was wrapped in the blanket. She had trouble searching through the massive blanket to find my arm. Once she found my hand, she forced it to her breasts. I gripped them, merely out of instinct, but the lack of fur was yet another disappointment, but I tried not to let it deter me. I thrusted faster and faster, keeping as vivid a mental image of the rabbit in my mind as I could, thinking of that cotton tail and furry ass.

“Oh god… yes.. baby yes.." Natalie cried out. At the last moment, I wrapped my arm again in the blanket and then around her. With the bunny's likeness in my mind, I finally climaxed. It sadly, was a pitiful one. As focused as I had tried to be, my mind kept dancing back and forth between the thought of the rabbit and the reality of the human women beside me.

Natalie may have noticed that my orgasm was a bit underwhelming. It didn't last as long, and I didn't moan as loud as I normally would. She turned over to me after I was done, “Owen, is everything OK?"

I was still trying to catch my breath; I drug my arm out from the entangled mass of blanket. “Ya I'm OK baby, I'll use the bathroom really quick."

I rushed to the bathroom to clean the mess off my shaft. Natalie simply rolled over in bed waiting for her turn to use the bathroom. I grabbed some toilet paper to clean myself off and found my dick was even redder than before with a sharper point. My anxiety flared up again about what could be wrong. I shut the door to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I didn't really have any intention of taking a shower, but wanted to keep Natalie from suspecting anything. I paced back and forth in the bathroom for a few minutes trying to come up with an excuse or reason that my body could be reacting this way.

After what felt like a hundred laps, I stopped to look in the mirror. For a moment, it felt like my soul escaped my body and my heart stopped pumping blood. Those two painful spots on my head had gotten larger. They almost looked like those cartoonish lumps cartoon characters would get when they got hit in the head. They were just an inch or two high and covered in gray hair instead of my naturally brown hair.

I put the toilet seat cover down and sat there in the bathroom for the next half hour, occasionally peaking out to see if Natalie was still wanting to come in or if she had given up and went to sleep. After another thirty minutes, it was the later. Scared that Natalie would see me like this, I took a spare blanket and pillow from the hall closet along with a set of clothes for the next day to my truck. I was just going to wake up early and sneak out before she could see me.

It gets quite cold at night in Alaska, even in late summer. The early sun would surely wake me up tomorrow morning, but I set an alarm anyway. I lowered the seat, tossed the blanket over myself and laid my head down on my pillow in my remarkably uncomfortable truck. It took several hours to fall asleep. I was forced to simply wear myself out my overthinking until I drifted into unconsciousness.

My alarm went off, and it had felt like I hadn't slept at all. I lazily pushed the blanket and pillow over to the passenger seat and rubbed my eyes. As I sat up, I noticed that I couldn't quite see over the hood of the truck as well as I used to. I reached down to adjust the seat and raised it up to its maximum setting without paying to much mind to how shocking that should have been. I then found I had to re-adjust my mirrors. I started with the side mirrors, first the left, then the right, and finally the rear-view mirror. As I gripped the mirror, I caught a glimpse of myself. It was a sight that woke me up in a hurry. My nose had morphed slightly to look more rabbit like. The nubs on my head I had noticed last night had grown even taller with a clearer definition making them look like rabbit ears. I looked down at my legs, and there was a messy patchwork of fur everywhere.

I fumbled to find the keys in my work pants pockets that were lying in the passenger seat under the recently tossed blanket. My hands were shaking violently. I could only think that maybe the rabbit in the forest had an answer to what was happening to me. I had to get there as soon as possible. The sun was still low in the horizon, I thought since it was still somewhat dark, it would mask my looks as I drove through town out the forest.

The keys hit the floor my hand lost dexterity due to the shaking. I bent over, barely able to reach the floor due to my new stature to get the keys. My hands and arms felt so weak and my heart was racing so fast. I hadn't been this terrified since I was almost mauled by a bear three years ago; an incident I never told my wife for fear she would force me to change jobs. The bear had managed to sneak up a mere ten feet behind me before it let out a muffled groan as if upset I was in its backyard. The rest of the day after that I could barely walk. Moments like those are the ones that make you take account of your deeds in life and tells you the kind of person you really are.

After several tries to jam the keys into the ignition, the motor let out a roar of success. I quickly backed of my driveway and threw it in gear and took off before anyone could notice the racket I was making. The cops in this town rarely patrolled before seven, and since it was still only five in the morning, I raced down the city streets as fast as I could. Finally, out of town I really opened her up. I was wasting no time in getting to block 186. What was normally a 70-minute drive I accomplished in 40. My trucks suspension was probably going to need inspected after racing up the pothole-stricken dirt road in the block.

Like a ghost in a horror movie, the rabbit was already waiting for me on the same tree stump where we first made love. She was standing on her now disproportionately long legs, now sporting breasts and longer arms crossed over them. I turned off the truck, swallowed the massive lump in my throat and opened the door, arms and legs shaking uncontrollably all the while.

“What…what's happening to me?..." I whispered, as if too scared to let the whole forest know of my plight.

Without a word she simply gestured with her fingers to come over to her. I slowly approached her; she looked so tall standing there on the stump above me. I must have shrunk an entire foot or more from my normal height, and her, she must have gained every inch I had lost. She stepped down from the stump and got close to me. Without skipping a beat, she put her hands on my crotch and started moving her hand up and down.

“No… I don't want this…" I pleaded, still keeping my voice down.

“Shhh…shh.shh.shh… it'll all be over soon baby…" She said, whispering in my recently formed rabbit ears.

“ahhh… please…" I cried, this time with tears in my eyes. I could hardly understand why I was getting aroused, despite being so terrified. I wrapped my arms around her, her warmth being somewhat comforting.

Her hand now able to grip my dick all the way around felt amazing. Between my fits of trembling and the pleasure, I collapsed to the ground. She reached down to my waste with both of her hands and started yanking violently at my underwear to rip them off. I lifted my hips to comply with her wishes, and she tossed them behind her without looking back. I looked at her for a moment, just long enough to see her grab my shaft and shove it inside herself. She was wet and smooth as silk and took no time to start hopping up and down on me. She was focused, seemingly caring only about reaching her objective of stealing my cum.

I offered her no resistance. She put her arms down over my shoulders, positioning her breasts right over my mouth. She stopped for a moment, and with one hand grabbed my chin to force me to suck on them. I tried frantically to suck on them as hard I could to please her, if only to quell her anger. Her pouncing picked up speed and my mouth got weak, seeking more air than boob to which she again would stop and grab at my chin as if to tell me to get back to work.

There was a yearning inside of me to see her. Whereas before with my wife I could only imagine her, now, since she was right on top of me, I wanted to capture every movement she made with my own eyes. I wanted to memorize her form and commit the feeling of every patch of her fur to memory. To concentrate on her body, I again closed my eyes and moved my hands all over her. To this she didn't object, and even encouraged it when my hands reached beyond what they could because of her bouncing.

She stopped just for a moment to let me feel her more and sat on my hips. She grabbed my hands and moved them up and down her thighs, then up her stomach towards her chest. Oddly, my arms were not long enough to reach her breasts from my laying position. I opened my eyes and looked up at her. In the brief amount of time we had been having sex, she was already getting larger. I looked over at the truck, then the tree stump beside us, and they too seemed to be getting bigger. It finally dawned on me, that I WAS GETTING SMALLER! I struggled a bit to try to get out from under her and escape, but her thighs, much larger than me by now, retained all of their strength.

“What the hell is happening!" I shouted, not holding back anymore to appease the forest.

“Just stay still little one… hang on a bit longer!" She demanded as she grabbed my hands and put them behind my head as she started hopping up and down on me again, picking up the pace she had left off before.

My legs were kicking hopelessly behind her. If it felt like I was just about to get my dick free of her pussy, she would stop and sit on me again until I gave up. Then as I caught my breath, she would pick up the tempo again. She was so much heavier than me at this point. I looked up at her, tears in my eyes brought on by fear, my mouth agape as I try to keep up with her.

Regardless of how I felt about being manipulated, the pleasure of being inside her was too great. “Slow down… slow down… its gonna…" I moaned, barely able to keep my composure.

“God yes… shoot it… shoot it inside…" She demanded. The time that I was able to hold back had ended. From there, before I came, there was a moment of surrender, where I wasn't holding back anymore, and waiting for my seed to flow. I relaxed every muscle in my body, and my hands and arms went limp. I looked at her, her face so fierce in its determination. She clinched her pussy the best she could, but the feeling was looser as my juices mixed with hers.

“ohhh….ahhh….." I whimpered, to which she simple replied with a giggle. She let loose my arms as she claimed victory, slowing her bounce just a little until every drop was squeezed out of me. By the time it was over, she is towering over me. Unbeknownst to me, she was growing as I was shrinking mid coitus. Her stomach was losing fur and her hands were more defined; more, human like.

“Why are you… whats happening? Why am I shrink…." I stammered, still trying to catch y breath before she interrupted.

“Shhh…shhh…shhh…" Again she refused to answer me.

“No, seriously, what's happening to me?" I insisted, but again she wouldn't listen. By this point, the truck tire looked taller than me. Before my very eyes, what was once a pure snow-white rabbit, was a human. Her fur still receding beneath her skin, her legs growing in length, and her snout withdrawing into her face. All that remained where a few tufts of fur around her face and big floppy ears.

It had barely been a few minutes after I just climaxed, but she was demanding more. I laid there on the ground as she sunk her face down between my thighs. She peeled back the layer of fur obscuring my penis to reveal the sharp point of the new dick I now had. She took one last look at me, and with a big smile, put her mouth on my shaft. At first it felt too sensitive and I tried to kick my way out of her mouth, but she was simply too overpowering.

“I…. don…t….naahh.." I could barely speak. The more I thrashed my legs and feet, tighter her mouth got around me. She grabbed both of my legs with her hands to keep me from moving them around and disrupting her work. Instead of moving her head up and down, she was now moving me back and forth to and away from her wet lips.

Sensitivity subsided and the pleasure resumed. It was far too hopeless to fight it anymore, so I just surrendered to it. I mustered the strength to look down at her head. Her ears were retreating still, and brown hair had crested the surface of her scalp. I put my paws on her head and lightly rubbed her head to signal I was content to be used.

It started to feel so good, that before long, she didn't have to move me. My hips instinctually started picking up the slack. For a little while, the thought of fucking her face was quite arousing. She didn't seem to mind either as I had completely taken over. I sat up as much as I could and grabbed her hair with my paws as much as I was able and thrusted violently into her throat. Her tongue and cheeks pressed firmly on my shaft inside as she sucked my dick like a straw in a milkshake. It was harder to pull out than to push in; it felt like I wouldn't be able to pull my dick all the way even if I tried.

I surprised even myself with how fast my hips were able to lunge. It had to be comparable to a jackhammer on some level. But at those speeds, I certainly couldn't last long. The moment my pint up seed gushed forth, I felt a strange impulse to just tense up and hold myself deep into her mouth as it shot, little by little down her throat. She sensed my climax and started lightly massaging the sides of my torso to relax me.

Once I was done, she slowly backed her head away from me. Her face, completely human, pale of skin without a trace of fur, and me? Fully rabbit. I mustered the strength to sit up while she proudly stood tall in her new form. I could see her lick her lips, making sure not to miss a drop.

“There you are little bunny fu fu… ha ha" She said giggling. “Let me pick you up and we'll have a chat."

“Mumphhh.. uhh… howff?" I stuttered. The sounds I made were baffling. A complete disconnect from what I expected to hear to what came out of my mouth. Though I was in no pain, the complete disconnect between my muscle control felt as though I had been punched in the face and lost my teeth and was still trying to learn to speak with the injuries.

“Shh…shhh…shhh…" Again she tried to quite me.

“Marrrpphhh!! Bluurrrrr!!!" Still nothing coherent.

“I have been in these woods for 60 years…" She said, her eyes drifting into the forest. “I made the same mistake you did, getting mixed up with bunny like a pervert. I had come out for a hike all alone. When I stumbled across him. It was a different time, and I was on acid….haha. It really made the trees come alive more than they already are you know? Haha! It was groovy. It took you a few days, but me? Just one night to lose my humanity. At least I can say I was on drugs! You though… you are the real pervert…ha!" She scolded me. Laughing as if having beaten me at a game I didn't know I was playing.

“MMPPHHH!" I screamed to no avail.

“Don't worry! You know the game now! You want to be human again!? Find someone else to curse! Haha!" She shouted. She was glowing with pride and a sense of triumph. She walked naked to my truck. I hopped up and quickly pursued her as she opened the drivers side door. She jumped inside and started hunting for my keys. “Ah already in the ignition! Perfect!"

I tried to jump inside the truck but had a bit of trouble jumping accurately that high up. She looked down and quickly swatted at me with her bare foot, “No no no! Get down! You live here now!" She shouted.

“Huh?" I retorted.

“It's my turn don't you see!? Think of it like this, now you can fuck bunnies to you hearts content! Now leave me alone!" She demanded. Her once smiling face now filled with hate. After I was kicked off the truck and knocked back, she slammed the door and fired up my pickup.

She took off down the bumpy dirt road and tried to make her way out of the forest. I chased after her as fast as my new legs could hop. I was able to keep up with her for a few minutes. Just before she hit the Y-intersection where the dirt road leading to block 186 met with the other, I ran right into what felt like a tree. Her truck stopped as I tried to regain my composure and she rolled down the window and looked back at me.

I slowly moved forward to the truck but again hit my snout on….something? I pressed my paws against the air, only to feel a mushy free-floating light. Every time I pressed against the air here, a green aura manifested to prevent me from going forward.

“End of the line! You can go anywhere but towns… You think I stayed a rabbit for 60 years for fun? The game isn't that easy… hahaha! Good luck! Have a nice life little bunny fu fu!!!!" She shouted back, kicking up rocks as she made her way down the hills.

I watched as my stolen humanity drove down the hill. Along with my stolen truck of course. I could have been mad. I could have been sad. But most of all I was ashamed and disappointed. I did this to me, not her. I fucked a random rabbit in the woods and continued to come back for more. I plopped down next to a tree and stared at my paws; my ears hanging down over my shoulders and my fur getting damp as I wallowed in my own self-pity.

“I fucking hate the rain…"