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Sandra leaned back in her chair with a smile on her face. One of her long ears twitched gently. "Poor thing, you look like you've had a very long day of work. You deserve a break."

"You think?" Paul tossed his suitcase aside. "It was murder. The only good part about that whole thing is getting home." He smiled at his rabbit of a wife. "And getting back to you. How's my little carrot cake?"

"Mm... I'm alright." She looked up from the couch as her husband crossed over to join her. "Just happy to see you back." She rested a hand on his thigh. "You all tensed up? Mmm, yes, I can feel it." She kneaded against those firm muscles with a frown. "You poor thing. You've got to relax, sweetheart. Lay down, let me get to work on you."

Paul slowly sank onto the couch and did as he was told, laying back flat on his back and closing his eyes. "You are simply the best, I ever mention that?"

"Yes, but I don't mind hearing it again." Sandra chuckled gently. She watched her husband sprawl out and adjust himself so he was comfortable. He pulled his arms in close to his body and leaned his head back. She rubbed his belly gently. "You know you're safe here. You're always safe with momma, you know that."

She gently worked those tensed up muscles, coaxing them to relax with her hands and gently working her fingers in and up his body. He groaned gently as she rubbed his chest, neck and shoulders, smiling down at him all the while. Her claws were short but worked nicely to press a little deeper, working the harder to reach points as she let out an almost purr, her short tail twitching behind her. "My poor little baby."

Paul's hand came up to cup Sandra's chin. "Can you really call me little?" He chuckled softly. "I'm bigger than you are, if only just."

Sandra smirked. "Hey now, don't worry about that." She crossed her arms under her generous bust. "Right now, you are my little baby, and I'm going to make you feel good. So no more questions."

"You always know how to get your way." He smiled back up at her. "What did I do to deserve such a perfect wife?"

She smirked. "Oh, plenty of things, but it's like they say: Be born the right species." She placed a furry hand over his face, gently teasing it with her fingertips and claws. "I think I lucked out."

Paul had to chuckle at that. "Is that why I married you? Because you are a rabbit?"

"Well, I have been told I'm a catch." She snorted. "I know you've told me that before." She swerved one ear back. "Did you catch yourself a bunny just to say you did?"

Paul caught hold of her ears and started to rub them gently, just the way she liked. "Well, now you are making me out to be some sort of monster. Not my fault you are adorable." He drew her in and they melted together in a fond kiss. Paul groaned gently into Sandra's mouth as her tongue swiped along his own, filling him with a tingling warmth that was distinctly rabbit. "Oh, yes... yes, momma..."

"There we go." She patted his chest. "Now you're relaxing. Now you're getting there." She teased the base of his neck and chest with her claws, keeping the touch light enough to tickle without being irritating. She smiled and purred again, coaxing out those gentle groans from him as he worked on his poor husband's tired body. "Now let's get you ready for the next step. You're going to need some help with this one."

Sandra shuffled herself around to face away from him. He watched her and swallowed hard, the anticipation building as she slowly, teasingly undid her belt and lowered the zipper to her skirt. "I don't hear you doing your part, honey. We both have our part to play, hm?"

Paul hurriedly fumbled with his pants and undid them. Sandra smiled as she pulled down her skirt, revealing that fat bottom of hers. Her panties strained to contain it and she had to pull them down just to expose herself fully, that large ass spilling out as her tail rose up above it. "That's better, hm." She threw off her shirt, easier than her bottom. "Now, my babies have a special need that only mommas can provide. Just lay back and relax."

She turned her gaze down towards Paul's already stiff cock, a little swollen, a little bigger than normal, but still normal. "Now that is a sight to see." She sank down onto his ready lap, that shaft poking up between her ample thighs, caught in that warm flesh as she ground against him. "Time for a snack." She drew his head forward, towards one of her fat teats. She sighed softly as he latched on, that tongue circling the areola, tugging gently. "Mmh, you like that?"

"You know I do, momma." He parted only just long enough for those words, then got right back into it, teasing her. The way she shivered made him work with redoubled efforts. A drop of fluid splashed on his tongue, a reminder that his wife was just as ready. He tugged and suckled gently, kneading with his fingers to get more out of her.

"Oh, Paul, honey..." Sandra closed her eyes, drawing a claw down his chest. She kept grinding her hips against his stiff prick. "Take all you can hold, mmm, drain momma." She cradled the back of his head, holding him close as he nursed from her. "Just like that. Good boy. Good, good boy." She nibbled on her lip as she felt her own desire growing in intensity.

"Mmf!" Paul gripped onto her rump, digging his fingers into those fat cheeks. He tried to angle her to get his eager pole inside of her, as nice as grinding against her thighs was proving to be. He was already throbbing, the friction steadily driving him crazy.

"My poor baby." Sandra smiled at him, patting his cheek and letting him take another deep pull from her teat. "Don't worry, momma is going to take care of you." She tapped him on the nose. "But first, I want to offer you something. Something very special. Are you listening? Can you focus on me, little baby?"

Paul groaned gently as he parted from her teat, leaving a line of saliva hanging between it and his lips. "What is it, momma?" He reached up to clean the mess he made, blushing a little. "I'm here, promise."

"Good." She touched noses, ears erect at him. "To start, I love you. I love you more than anything. I am so happy that we found each other. That we are married. That we live like this together. And, well..." She lowered herself to whisper in his ear. "Momma wants to have your baby. And not just any baby, hm? A big family. Half rabbit, half human." She nuzzled against him, holding him close. "And she's pretty sure where to get one of those."

Paul looked as confused as he felt. "The old-fashioned way?" His cock throbbed with the aching need to act on that. "I'm ready if you are. I've always wanted a big family, you know that. Especially with you. My bunny." He kissed her gently on the cheek, tugging at her ears and getting a moan out of her.

Sandra gently pushed him back. "I love the way you're thinking, but there's a step I want to go through first. A lady bunny needs a special bunny to do it right." She leaned in, pressing that fat teat to Paul's lips. "Drink, and imagine it. Imagine that special bunny. Imagine being it."

Paul felt as if he was in a trance. He latched onto her again and started to suckle in earnest, slowly drinking down that milk. The more he drank, the more he felt... A warmth built in his belly as he held her close, savoring that flavor, her voice in his ear, those long ears wrapped around him.

"Just let go." She stroked his chest with a gentle hand, working in circles that gradually got smaller. "Think of that special bun bun. Together with me, forever. It's you, my beloved. It's all you. My bunny baby..."

His thoughts blurred as she guided him on, everything about her encouraging him to slip deeper into it. Her breasts, her warm embrace, that intoxicating voice... and that taste. The warmth spread through his body as he began to change, shifting and shrinking. His face pulled together, his eyes drew back and his nose extended outwards. His skin thickened, changed color, became fur, becoming light brown with white spots, covered in a fine layer of fluff. He was shorter than her, not that she seemed to mind.

But, perhaps more importantly, he was well on the way to becoming a rabbit himself, his ears growing longer with every pull of her warm milk.

Sandra was feeling it too, changes rippling across him. Her stomach had a bit more bulk to it, her face had rounded out just a little. There were curves to his form now, but they were slight, still forming. The familiar burning warmth of transformation filled him as they shifted, with him changing into a rabbit while she fed him with a smile. "Good boy. You're doing great, honey. Just like that. You know what to do, I know you do."

She stroked down his back as it became covered in the same soft fur her body was already coated in. Her nails drew down, tracing little circles against him, watching with loving eyes as he shifted and changed.

He felt himself get furry everywhere even as he fidgeted, the urge to act growing. He pressed himself up against her body, squirming slightly, trying to keep nursing but also trying to find the connection he so desperately wanted. She patted his back, then slid a hand down towards his rear end.

Sandra helped guide him. "It's time. Just like this, yes, my baby boy..." She raised her hips just a little, positioning herself just right for him. "Now, just push, alright? It's time. Just let it happen."

With a wet sinking, he pushed into her. As a human, he would rock against her. As a rabbit, things felt different. He trembled, still locked to her teat, and he began to piston against her with a speed few men could compete with. A building fire grew inside of him as he panted into her warm body, coaxed on by her voice, those loving words as he claimed her, speared into her. Her scent filled his head as his motions became more erratic, desperate to feel that completion.

Her soft coaxes became a deep moan of her own delight, her body growing warmer around him as she fluttered with her own peak. "Mm, yes! Yes! That's it!" She dug her fingers into the couch, hanging on as he kept pushing deeper, desperate to get as much as he could into her, to reach his own goal. "You are momma's special bunny! Go ahead, go ahead and fill me! Momma wants your seed, wants you! Fill me up! Let me give you your family!"

With a final gasp of air, Paul erupted inside of her, those words ringing in his ears as he shuddered against her body, filling her with his seed in great ropes so powerful each volley left him reeling and heaving, but tingling with so much pleasure he couldn't move away. He just had to hold on to her as she wrapped her arms around him, his legs trembling as he struggled to keep himself up.

But she helped him with that too. She held him tight, refusing to let him pull away. "Good boy. You've done well." She gently laid them down, positioning herself so she was still seated on him. Sandra sank down over Paul, covering him entirely. "We are going to be such happy parents, hm? Together forever. And I'll always be here to take care of you, little baby." She touched noses with him. "My special bunny..."

Paul closed his eyes as he recovered from the rush, cuddled up to her. "Um, did it, you know, work? Am I gonna be a daddy?"

Sandra giggled and patted his cheek. "Well, we'll have to see. But there is one thing I can promise you." She kissed him tenderly. "We bunnies are pretty good at this." She flexed around his trapped member. "But I'm ready to try a few more times if we need to be sure, hm?"

"Oh." He looked down, then back up at her. "Yes, I think that sounds very good." He drew her close for another kiss. "Let's start right now."

She licked her lips, wrapping her arms around his body and resting on top of him. As fun as the idea sounded, the two cuddled for the moment, sharing their mutual love with gentle purrs coming from either side.