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The young fox rushed out of his house, ran to the woods and hurried to the big rock. The sun was just hinting at coming up and the ground was wet with dew, but he didn't mind. He wanted to see if the rabbits had left anything.

He stopped short as he saw rabbit ears on the ground beside the rock. He crept quietly closer, moving around it. It was the female and she was asleep. He wondered why she was still there, but not for long before other ideas crept into his mind.

He looked over her brown and white body, admiring her slender form. He leaned close and sniffed her; she still smelled of sex and it excited him. He carefully pulled on her shoulder until she rolled onto her back, her breathing slow. He leaned in, then paused with his paws over her body, admiring it and wondering what to do first.

He stepped back and quietly took off his own clothes, then moved closer again. He unbuttoned her shorts and carefully pulled them down to her knees, admiring her toned thighs. He took another deep sniff between her legs and smiled, his young penis reacting quickly and firmly. He moved up her body and carefully pushed her shirt up, revealing her nipples. She stirred a little and he watched, but she didn't wake, so he brushed his fingers over them and licked one.

He was ready and stroked his shaft over her exposed body. He moved back down and slid her shorts lower, then pushed her legs apart. He saw her sex waiting and knelt between her legs with his shaft in his paw.

Arlae opened her eyes and saw the young fox between her legs with his dick in his paw. She panicked and tried to push herself back, shouting at him, but not finishing a word. Her shorts caught his legs and he fell forward on her, his nose in her crotch. She smacked his head and he tried to grab her arms and scramble up.

The fox got his feet under him and pounced on her, wrapping his arms around her head as she tried to push him off.

The rabbit rolled him over and managed to get free, pinning him instead, "What the hell do you think you're doing!?"

He just looked up at her and a grin slowly grew on his face.

She looked between them and saw his little, pointed shaft squirting onto her belly. She ground her teeth and shot him a dagger-like glare, "You perverted fox." She smacked his muzzle and stood up quick, giving a disgusted glance at his red shaft leaving a puddle in the fur on his belly as it slipped back into its sheath. She found his shirt and used it to wipe his slime off her own belly as best she could, then threw it on him.

"You ready for some more?" He spread his legs and shook his balls at her.

She snatched up her shorts, then turned and kicked his balls.

The young fox yelped and curled up in pain.

Arlae pulled her shorts on and buttoned them, keeping a stern eye on the fox balled on the ground as she headed home.

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Betron fought to keep his dream a little longer. He was enjoying the idea of him and Arlae having lots of little bunnies and living happily ever after. He stretched and flexed his morning wood, but froze as he heard a moan and realized the bunny on top of him wasn't from his dream. He opened his eyes and saw his little sister's face resting on his chest. He remembered that Kaylen had stayed to snuggle the night before and slowly recalled everything before that. How he had cum in her, twice, at the pool. And Arlae... Arlae encouraged it. And she was taking the pills and what she did to Mr Garret; they had broken so many Rules. But, he still cared about her.

His erection reacted to the thought of her and another happy moan brought him back to his present situation. His heart thumped in his chest as he wondered if his firm shaft was inside his sister. It felt warm and tight, but he hoped she was just laying on it, or not. He liked the feeling and she did, too. But it was against the rules and he didn't want their mother to see them. He tried not to wake his sister as he reached around her thighs spread over his hips and tried to feel. He found his shaft buried in her wet folds and despite his fears, it excited him more, making it throb inside her.

His sister's tail began to twitch and she looked up at her brother with a smile, "Good morning."

"Kay, I..."

She wiggled back on his shaft, pushing it deeper inside her young vagina and stealing his thoughts, "It got hard, but you were still asleep, so I put it in myself." She wiggled some more and he groaned at the pleasure, holding her thighs.

He tried to keep his voice as quiet as possible, "We can't be doing this, what if mom walked in."

"But I want your love," she was squeezing and moving on him and he tried to fight his reaction.

"I do love you Kay, you know that, but mom will smell it."

"I'll take a shower. Please."

He felt like he was going to explode inside her whether he wanted to or not, "Kay, you're my sister."

"And you love me, I know, but please," she was bouncing excitedly and the feeling pushed him over the edge.

"Kay, I..." He grabbed her hips and held her still as his shaft pulsed inside her, pumping his liquid love deep inside his sister. He panted and rubbed her back as he finished, chastising himself for giving in.

His sister hugged him and smiled contentedly, "Oooh, thank you, Ron. I love you."

Suddenly, their mother's voice rang through the house, "Breakfast!"

Ron jumped, quickly pushing his sister off of his shaft and curling up, his heart racing.

Two pairs of little bunny feet ran past the door and down the stairs.

Kaylen looked at the mess between her legs and smiled, "Thank you, brother." She hugged him and kissed his cheek, then rolled off the bed and hurried out the door.

Ron slid to the edge of his bed and sat for a moment, trying to decide how much of what just happened was his own fault and how he would explain it, then got himself dressed and headed downstairs.

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With no school for another week, there was no distraction to keep her mind off the mess of her life and no menial work to let her sort it out. She couldn't escape to the rock anymore, so all that was left was Ron. It wouldn't be unusual for her to show up at his house, but she was still a little uncertain about what he had said.

Arlae watched Joop playing. Her father had left for work without saying anything about the night before. Did he even remember fucking her? Did he ever remember any of it? Didn't really matter, she wouldn't be letting him anymore. Not until he could look at her and tell her his love was for her.

"Joop, get your coat. Time to go to Aunt Leisa."

The little bunny eagerly grabbed his jacket and waited by the door, while his sister gathered hers. He bounced around excitedly as she quietly led him through the woods to town. He knew something was bothering her, but she never liked to talk about it, so he was determined to entertain her until she felt better. He pointed out everything he could find around them and reminded her why it was good. With so much good in the world, how could anything bad keep her sad for very long? As they neared the house, he ran up the walkway and rang the bell. When his Aunt Leisa opened the door, he jumped into her arms and whispered in her ear, "Arlae needs a hug."

"Oh?" She looked at the teenage rabbit coming slowly up the walk and patted the bunny's back, "Why don't you go find Onton while I talk with her."

Joop nodded and as soon as his feet hit the floor, he took off into the house.

"You look tired."

Arlae sighed as she stopped in front of her mother's sister, "I'm okay."

"No you're not," The larger rabbit put her paws on the young doe's shoulders and pulled her into a tight hug.

She tried to keep herself together, but the comfort of the friendly embrace disarmed her and she started to cry.

"It's okay. I'm here for you. Tell me what happened."

Between growing sobs, she managed to gasp out her horror, "He called me Islae."

Leisa froze and looked down at her niece, "Was he asleep?"

"I ... I don't think so."

"Arlae," she got very quiet and waited for her niece to calm down a little. "Did he rape you again?"

The younger rabbit pushed away, but Leisa held her arms, "Oh no! He loves me, I know."

"But did he have sex with you again?" she kept her eyes locked on the young doe.

Arlae tried to keep her ears up, "I want him to love me."

Leisa pulled her close again and hugged tight, "Oh you sweet bun, that's not love."

"Then what is it?"

The older rabbit sighed, realizing that this was going to need a long conversation. She rubbed the back of Arlae's head and looked at her, "Have you had a shower?"

"I took one last night. Why?"

"And then he ... Come on, let's get you cleaned up." She turned and led her into the house. "Marta, keep an eye on things; Arlae needs a bath."

"Yes, mum." The young, grey doe hurried off to check on all her siblings while her mother took her cousin to the big bathroom.

Leisa closed the door behind them and walked over to start filling the tub, "Go on, get out of those clothes and we'll get you washed up."

"I can just take a quick shower myself."

"No, I'm going to give you a proper bath and I want to talk to you."

Knowing there was little use in arguing, Arlae started getting undressed, "What do you want to talk about."

The older doe quietly prepared the bath, adding a couple things to the water before guiding the teen into the tub. The water was very warm and made her skin tingle under her fur. Leisa put her paw on her chest and gently laid her back against the end of the tub. She started lightly sloshing the water over her niece's arms and shoulders to wet her fur, "You asked me what love is. Love is caring for someone and wanting the best for them."

"I know my father wants the best for me." she started to argue.

Leisa stroked her niece's whiskers and started rubbing her fingers through her fur, slowly working her way down. "I'm sure, deep down, he does, but what he's doing is taking the best of you."

She wanted to argue, but those massaging fingers were relaxing and she gave in, "What's the difference?"

"Love cares and wants to help you be your best. Lust wants to take all your best for themselves." She worked her way down the young rabbit's body and rubbed her thighs under the warm water.

"He wants both." Her aunt's soothing fingers working down her legs to her toes disarmed her completely.

"Exactly, but you're not happy." She pushed her fingers between the young doe's toes, massaging warmly.

"I want him to be happy." Arlae pulled her legs up, enjoying the attention to her own feet after all the times she had rubbed her father's.

"I know you love your father, but does he love you enough to let you be happy?"

"He...says he does." She couldn't think much about anything but enjoying the feeling and realized why her father liked it so much.

Leisa worked her paws down the young rabbit's calves and thighs, rubbing and stretching. "But does what he does make you happy?"

The question jarred her back to her current situation as everything in her screamed that the answer was no, but she didn't want to admit it. She realized how exposed she was, laying in the tub of warm water with her feet at her ears and her aunt's paws rubbing the back of her thighs. She trusted Leisa. She had always supported her, even after she gave birth to Joop and her father was pushed out of Rabbit society and she chose to stay with him. She had always looked out for her and maybe it was time to finally listen to her. She liked the feeling when her father was giving her his love, but that was the only time she could say he made her happy and she enjoyed Ron so much more. She bent her knees and held them as she managed to push out a whisper, "no."

"So, let's get you cleaned up here." She brushed a paw over the young vulva and watched her niece flinch, but then Arlae nodded and she started spreading the tender flesh with her fingers. She carefully worked them inside and started scooping out as much as she could of that offensive substance. The young rabbit moaned softly and Leisa continued a little longer than she needed as she watched the look of bliss on her face. When she started to pull her fingers out, Arlae jumped forward and grabbed her arm.

"No, don't stop, I need you. I love you, Leisa, please."

She reached up to gently stroke her niece's whiskers. "Oh bun, that's not love. That feeling is lust. Don't get the two mixed up."

"Please, Leisa, don't stop there."

She sighed and smiled, "Well, it would be rather pointless to give you a relaxing bath, then leave you worked up like this." she leaned forward and kissed the base of Arlae's ear as she rubbed her thumb over the top of her clit. She began stroking her niece's ears as she pushed her fingers back inside her. She watched the twitches and gasps of pleasure and quickly found the right spots until the young doe squealed and clung to her arm, squeezing around her fingers in a dizzying orgasm.

"Oh, Leisa, that was amazing! Can you do it again sometime?"

"Now, that's something that you should do with your mate, some bunny that loves you." She gently pulled her fingers out and worked her arm free from the your rabbit's grip.

"Don't you love me?" the childish taunt came too easily, but as soon as she heard the words, she knew it was the wrong thing to say.

Leisa sighed and put her paw on Arlae's cheek, "You know I love you, bun, but you should find yourself a mate."

"Like Ron?" She tried to stop herself, but his name was already out of her lips.

"Oh? Who's Ron? Do I know him?" she opened the drain on the tub and grabbed a towel that she had set nearby, drying her own arms, then turning her focus to her niece's wet fur.

"He's ... Betron Moore. He asked me to marry him yesterday."

"Congratulations!" She excitedly hugged her niece, then stood up an pulled her to her feet. "We should meet with his family to work out the wedding details."

"I told him no."

She stopped in surprise and gave her a confused look, "Why?"

Arlae tried to hold back her tears as she thought about it, "I don't want to get pregnant and die like my mother. I've already had one and that's all she got."

She pulled the crying rabbit close and hugged her comfortingly, "Oh bun, it doesn't work that way. You're going to be just fine. You're going to have lots more perfectly healthy bunnies for Ron and I'm going to be right there to see each one, if you'll let me, of course."

"Oh, yes. Yes, of course you can come, Leisa."

"Good. Now that that's settled, let's get you some clean clothes. I may be a little bigger than you, but I think I have some things that will fit you just fine." She headed for her bedroom as Arlae followed with thoughts settling into place.

"Leisa."

"Hm?" She turned back and handed her niece some clothes she had grabbed quickly.

"I'm going to marry Ron." She smiled at the thought of it.

"Good. I'm glad you changed your mind."

Her face fell as other thoughts crept in.

"What's wrong, bun?"

"I ... don't remember taking my pills since we had sex last week."

Oh?" she wondered what part of that statement she should focus on, but decided to keep the conversation positive, "See, part of you was already wanting to say yes."

"Aunt Leisa."

"Yes, bun?"

"I feel sick." She shoved the clothes back in her aunt's arms and hurried to the bathroom, kneeling at the toilet just in time.

Leisa watched the young doe's tail twitch and her ears turn back with each convulsive hurl. She looked down at the old shirt and shorts in her paws and muttered to herself, "Well, if you're going to accept a marriage proposal, you should dress appropriately." She turned back to her closet with a smile.

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Ron droned through his morning routine on autopilot as his brain churned over all the things he had done recently. He tried to rationalize them all, but the Rules were pretty clear. The only good thing he had done was breed Arlae each chance he got, but even that was a waste, because she was taking the pills so she couldn't get pregnant. The bunny that could get pregnant is the one that shouldn't. He looked across the table at Kaylen, happily eating breakfast with their sisters. He hadn't heard that she had had a period yet, but he had filled her not once, not twice, but three times, now. No one would believe that he wasn't trying; and with Arlae not getting pregnant, it only looked worse for him.

Someone's paw swooped to his plate and he turned to see Petill chewing on his last sweet bun. He didn't care. He grabbed his plate and took it to the sink. Another plate dropped in on his and he followed the small paw to Kaylen, who immediately hugged him. She pulled him down and kissed his cheek and smiled, "See you later, brother. I love you."

He watched her run off with Yumi, Kesta and Frey as his mind wrestled with conflicting thoughts. He hoped she wouldn't tell them what he had done and that she didn't get pregnant, so their crime could remain a secret, but watching her cute little tail bouncing away, he remembered the feeling of it bouncing on him that morning and wished he could do it again every morning. He shook off both thoughts and hurried out the door.

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Arlae looked around at the happy rabbits of the neighborhood going about their morning lives. Most of her life she didn't care what they thought of her, because they were all part of the society that had thrown her father away like unwanted trash, but now it mattered. She wanted them to like her, because she wanted to be with them; not because she wanted to be like them, but because that was where Ron was and she wanted to be with him. She hoped her aunt was right and wondered if anybody could tell.

As she turned the corner, she saw the buck that was changing her life and felt her heart glow. She was excited because what she had to tell him would make him happy and she wanted him to be happy. Her heart leapt as he turned around and saw her, then came running towards her.

"Arly! There you are. I was worried you wouldn't come today. I have to talk to you, but we need to go someplace private. Let's go to the rock."

He started to pull her back towards the woods, but she resisted as memories of the perverted fox returned, "No, we can't go there. It's not safe anymore. Let's go to the rec center. You still have the key, right?"

"Well, of course, but we might get caught."

"They don't open it until ten, so we've got a couple hours. How much do you need to talk about?"

He wrestled with everything that was bothering him and decided he could focus on just the important one. "I... Okay, but we should hurry. He started to turn back the other way, but stopped, finally seeing her. "Arly..."

"Yes, Ron?"

He slowly gazed up her body. Her brown and white fur was soft and shiny and she was wearing a blue and green flowered dress down to her knees. A green ribbon was tied around her middle and another on her right ear. She was wearing a heart pendant and silver ear bands and seemed to be smiling so much that she glowed. All of it was a sharp contrast to her usual shirt, shorts and cynical smirk. "... You look beautiful."

Her glee bubbled inside her as she thought of how happy he would be when she told him. She felt giddy and happier than she could ever remember. She wanted to burst out right there and tell him, but didn't want to interrupt what he had to say. She gave a nervous twirl for him, then took his paw and looked into his big, brown eyes. "Thank you. I'll tell you why when we get there."

Ron watched her turn and start running down the sidewalk; her dress flowing around her body. As she got further away, he realized that he wasn't moving and hurried to catch up with the beautiful bunny.