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Rebecca squinted at the numbers and arrows etched into the metallic plate on the wall. “So… left then…" She tugged at her rolling suitcase and adjusted the backpack she had slung over her shoulder as she continued down the hall towards what was to be her new residence. She had checked the address three times to be sure, but apparently this apartment, which to her eyes was very human-like in its architecture, was in fact full of beastkin. The young student had never met one before coming to this unique city, but she'd spent much of her adolescence reading and learning about their history and culture and her dream had always been to travel to a place like this where she could experience their way of life firsthand.

From the videos she saw online, it didn't appear that they were all that different from her own people, that is to say, they were as unique a collection of species as all of the different nationalities and ethnic groups that made up the human race. That being said there were certainly many differences in regards to their society compared to much of the rest of the world and she was eager to learn all she could while she was here. Finally reaching the apartment number on her address, she took a deep breath before giving the door three sharp knocks. She immediately recoiled and for a moment her shyness almost compelled her to run away, maybe try introducing herself tomorrow or something. But she quickly recovered from that fight or flight response, and instead waited for her host to answer the door.

The door, after a moment of time and some loud bumping and bungling sounds, swung open. Standing in the doorway at a towering height, loomed a great humanoid rabbit. A stern gaze overlooked the smaller human as she peered out toward the street and around the neighborhood before slowly lowering to Rebecca. “Oh. It's you." She sighed and rolled her eyes, peering back into the apartment. At this time the human would have a comfortable moment to take in her various details. Crimson fur adorned her well maintained, muscular frame. She wore a sports bra at the moment and basketball shorts which, despite the bagginess, did little to obscure the prominent 'carrot' pressed against her right thigh.

“Your human's here..!" she called out before shaking her head and giving Rebecca a final look, nose up-turned. “She'll be here in a minute." Scarlett stated flatly before shutting the door abruptly and stepping back into the apartment. She heaved a heavy sigh and collapsed onto the couch with a grunt. “Ugh, why did you get us involved in this mess with humans Millie..?"

“D-did you leave her outside?!" she exclaimed as she rushed out of the bathroom, running just a little bit late, as usual. She threw the towel behind her, without caring about where it ended up. The long-eared, shorter beastkin hurriedly went to the door and yanked it open, without a second thought. “I'm so sorry," Millie stated, though a somewhat nervous smile was vibrating on her face. Water dripped from her long, bunny-like ears and dampened her light-colored crop top to reveal more of that giraffe pattern upon her fur. “Please, do come in. Scarlett is just rude, pay her no mind," she explained, her words a bit rushed and breathy, with the same vibrant happiness that faintly shook with her nervousness.

The dark haired human stared blankly at the muscular lagomorph, as if the sight of her wasn't at all what she expected. She looked like some sort of rabbit but she was so... fit. There was no way that the red furred beastkin was anyone's prey. Despite her formidable appearance and unfriendly attitude, Rebecca offering her a tiny smile as a gleam of excitement shone through her eyes. "Ah... I'm-" She started to offer her hand to the woman before the door swiftly closed on her, causing her to flinch slightly.

Rebecca absentmindedly tugged at the hem of her black and green striped mini dress as she glanced from side to side. She hadn't been turned away exactly, but the human couldn't help but feel unwelcome even as Millie reopened the door. “Are… you sure it's okay?" Her eyes darted past the woman who appeared to be part giraffe, part bunny, in search of the other girl who seemed not to want her here. “Does she live here too?" Rebecca asked quietly as she reluctantly accepted the offer to step inside, almost dreading the answer. Millie seemed nice, definitely more in tune with her expectations. Based on what had been said, it sounded to her like Scarlett wasn't entirely on board with playing hostess for her.

She let out a reluctant sigh and hesitated, as if gathering her thoughts for a brief moment. “I assure you, she isn't as awful as she seems. She will warm up to you, just as I told her," her voice fluctuated roughly, and she paused to clear her throat. Softly, she shut the door behind the human and couldn't help but admire her figure through her dress. The real reason I got us involved? She closed her eyes and shook her head from side to side, as if to clear her mind from its current shackles. “Can I get you anything? Water? Food?" her voice trailed off, as if she was unsure of herself, “I wasn't so sure of how long your travels have been…." this time, as she mumbled into the silence, she suddenly walked past her and to the kitchen with due diligence. It was as though she were trying to distract herself from something daunting, as she yanked some cups and plates from the cabinets with due diligence.

“Something to drink sounds nice. But could I maybe put my stuff somewhere first?" Rebecca assumed she would have a room to herself, but she didn't want to voice that presumption just in case it made her sound rude. She couldn't help but glance at the sofa where the bunny girl lay sprawled out and wondered why all depictions of her species always looked so soft and cute rather than… powerful. She supposed humans were quite varied in their size and shape so it only made sense for beastkin as well, but something else had caught her eye when Scarlett had first opened the door that circulated through the back of her mind. There had been a noticeable bulge in the red woman's shorts… something that one wouldn't normally seem on a human woman. Was one of her hosts a hermaphrodite? She knew that was not unusual among beastkin and that it shouldn't really matter to her but she had never met someone like Scarlett before and was worried she might say the wrong thing at some point.

Scarlett remained on the couch, sprawled out in the most unladylike fashion. Her eyes were fixated on the television with arms draped over the back of the sofa. Long bun ears also draped backwards over the sofa, past her curly hair. A remote was nestled gently in one palm that occasionally twitched as she flicked her wrist up to change between the various shows available, “Ugh.. There's never anything on anymore.. We should get more streaming services.. Zoolu isn't cutting it anymore." One large rabbit foot followed by the other lifted into the air to cross over one another and rest with a sudden slam onto the coffee table.

With the sudden sound, Millie jolted inside of her skin and dropped a stack of cups onto the counter. Annoyed, she sighed and took a deep breath but smiled before turning to the new woman and nodding. “Yes, yes, of course," she began, motioning for her to begin down the hall, “you can go on ahead of me, it's just the room straight ahead, at the end of the hall. I'll show you the linen closet and bath on our way there," she said before nodding again, as if the most obvious action for this moment had eluded her distracted mind. The giraffe rabbit kept trying to sneak glimpses at Rebecca's body, as if making an accurate depiction to save in her mind.

Rebecca didn't seem to notice the way the more kind of the two beastkin was looking at her, perhaps she was distracted with her own thoughts? “Oh thank you!" She exclaimed, giving her a slight bow of the head before moving in the direction Millie had gestured. After her trip she was certainly looking forward to a chance to be by herself, perhaps take a shower and then relax… but on the other hand, her insatiable curiosity compelled her to spend more time with her hostess' and find out as much as she could. Still, it wasn't as if they were going anywhere… they would be living together for the foreseeable future, which meant there was plenty of time for social interactions and behavioral studies!

As she walked up ahead of her and descended down the hall, she couldn't help but seize the opportunity to thoroughly look the new woman over. “And this is where the towels and such are kept…." Millie exclaimed suddenly, but realized she had … bigger problems. Awkwardly, she suddenly took the stack of cups that she was still holding, for some reason, and held them strangely in front of her black short shorts. “If you'd rather t-take a moment," she struggled before clearing her throat again, “to put your things away and such, I could prepare you a meal in the meantime," she suggested, finally spitting it out. Her eyes were peering at the wall, as if she were fascinated by it, but really she just didn't want the woman to realize how attractive she found her to be.

Rebecca's dress came down to just past the curve of her ass, but it didn't cover much of her thighs, giving the giraffe mostly a view of her pale, slender legs while hinting at the possibility of seeing even more if the human found an excuse to bend over or reach for something on her tiptoes. “Ah, that sounds wonderful, thank you!" She didn't notice the long eared woman's odd behavior, or if she did, she chose not to comment on it. When a glance back of her shoulder to offer Millie a charming smile, the student quickly disappeared into her room to begin unpacking her belongings.

At least one of them was nice… she thought to herself. Rebecca didn't know what she would do if they both treated her the way Scarlett did. Then again, it wasn't as if her visit had been forced onto them, so if neither of them wanted her here, she doubted she would be staying with them in the first place! Hopefully once Scarlett got used to her presence she would lighten up… she just needed to avoid antagonizing her furry hostess in the meantime. The bunny looked like she could bully her rather easily.

Her ears twitched a bit and she pushed them back over her shoulders, revealing her hard nipples stuck against the wet fabric. For a moment she looked around, seemingly lost, but wanting to find a reason to follow her into the privacy of her quarters. Millie opened the linen closet and looked around, grabbing a couple of towels before spotting an old gift basket of lovely smelling toiletries and fragrances on the bottom shelf. Without hesitation, she grabbed it up and hastily cleaned it off to make it seem new. After walking over to stand in her doorway, she cleared her throat, as if trying to shyly ask for her permission to enter.

As Millie stepped into the doorway she would find Rebecca bent down and carefully settling some pants and short into one of the lower dresser drawers built into her wardrobe. This caused her dress to ride up more than enough for her hostess to glimpse her pale-green, cotton panties as well as the natural curve of her rather bubbly butt. The sound the giraffe made caused her to straight up instantly, though she seemed more surprised then embarrassed as she turned around. Perhaps she didn't know what she had been showing off to Millie. “Ah, hey there… is that for me?" She asked, her eyes focusing on the basket in her hands for a moment before something else caught her eye. “Er… did you spill something on your shirt?"

Having seen such a glimpse of her before she stood up, Millie found herself absolutely flustered. She looked down, realizing how prominent her breasts were from not completely drying off after her shower, and fumbled helplessly with everything in her hands. While trying to take one of the towels she had pulled from the closet to dry herself off, she dropped the cups and the towels, but managed to catch the gift. With a somewhat trembling chuckle, she dried herself off with one hand before she held up the basket to her, forgetting in her state to keep her excitement covered. “I f-figured you might be able to use these," she muttered quietly, and lifted the basket toward her. Again, her eyes seemed to study the walls off to the side and wouldn't meet with Rebecca.

“I… think you might have been carrying too much," Rebecca critiqued as she watched a few things tumble from Millie's grasp. She accepted the basket nevertheless with a warm smile and a nod of appreciation. Millie seemed so cute and sweet, almost the polar opposite of her roommate. How did the two of them get along anyway? Could they be dating? “Yeah I can certainly find a use for this I just…" Her words trailed off as her eyes were drawn towards what the giraffe had been hiding.

The large rabbit had wandered down the hall, “Hey! What's going on? What are you knocking over? Is the human causing trouble?" She growled, standing now behind Millie and canting her head to one side. “Does she need a cage or something?" She asked, semi-jokingly though her voice came off flat. She peered over her shoulder easily and saw the cups on the floor. She shook her head, “You're such a ditz Millie.." She said with a laugh before making her way back to lumpify on the couch.

Just as realization began to dawn on her face, however, Scarlett brazenly interrupted them, causing the human to shy away and lose focus on her discovery. As the bunny retreated, however, Rebecca heaved a sigh of relief and wandered over to help Millie pick up everything she had dropped. “Accidents happen, doesn't she know that? Or was that her way of being playful? I honestly can't tell…"

She was peering off toward the wall still, trying to clear her mind and get it together. In fact, she hadn't even realized that she knelt down to help her pick up her mess. “I-I read that human females are quite f-fond of more floral based scents, so I thought these soaps might suit your liking," she rambled, some of it probably not even coherent from her terrible mumbling. Awkwardly, she was just standing there looking off to the side, “in her defense, I am q-quite clumsy. Though, occasionally she can be playful!" she laughed nervously, closing her eyes and looking in her direction.

“Are you okay…?" Rebecca couldn't help but ask as her giraffe hostess seemed to go out of her way to avoid looking at her. Was she just being shy? Maybe she was on some sort of medication that made it difficult for her to focus. “Well even if you are, she doesn't have to be mean about it. Here." She handed Millie the towels and cups before looking over her basket once more. “These look wonderful and honestly I can't wait to take a bath… Will the food be long? Do I have time to clean up or should I wait until after?"

Millie could sense that she was being rude, and so she forced herself to look back at the woman. She locked eyes with her and her nostrils flared a bit, and her snout darkened a bit from how deeply she blushed. The member within her shorts was now so erect that her piercings were visible against the fabric. “F-f … food," she cleared her throat, looking away abruptly before she gulped and turned back, “y-you could cl-clean up," she spit out finally, gasping a bit for air as if she had been holding her breath while taking in the sight of her. Her hand held out the basket for her to take and for a long moment, she seemed to stand there, as if she had forgotten how to function.

Rebecca wondered if Millie was having some sort of health problem. She looked like an Android experiencing some sort of malfunction. After a moment or two where she considered calling out for Scarlett, the human waved an uncertain hand in front of the other woman's eyes. Millie seemed to be so out of it that she didn't notice when Rebecca had accepted the basket minutes ago. “Excuse me, do I need to…" Then her eyes drifted downwards and she saw that straining bulge… Suddenly she too was at a loss for words. Was her hostess so overwhelmed with lust that she couldn't think straight? “Erm…" She wanted to say something about it, but she couldn't bring herself to ask.

Nervously, she turned to see why the woman had stopped speaking. “Oh god, oh god," she started, murmuring under her breath before continuing, “I'm so sorry; I'm so rude." Hurriedly, her eyes darted about the room before she pushed the towels down in front of her large bulge and turned to the side, her tail flicking back and forth wildly from her embarrassment. She then circled back to her protruding piercing and nipples from her wet shirt and quickly pulled her ears forward to cover them. In that same motion, she dropped the towels again, and the cups fell onto them. “Ahh- uhh," she scrambled, using her hands to hold down in front of her. Her brain wasn't working as she wanted it to, one way or the other, “I've never met a human b-before," she muttered, though that was hardly any excuse.

Rebecca had never met a beastkin either and yet she could imagine that they all behaved in such an odd way. One of her hostess' seemed to despise her and the other… well it was quite evident what was going through her mind and the revelation brought a rather obvious blush to her cheeks. It took her a bit of time to find her voice and the right words to say. In the meantime the two of them seemed to just awkward linger there as they alternated between staring at each other and avoiding the other's gaze. “It's… it's okay. You don't… just relax. Be calm. I'm not upset. Just… a little bit shocked."

She finally said, her voice coming out in a nervous quiver but she tried to project more confidence than she felt. “Is this like… a condition you have or…" She swallowed hard. “Is that… is that because you… are you… did I..." She couldn't bring herself to simply ask if the woman was aroused or had a hard on for her because she didn't want to embarrass Millie further. Thankfully Scarlett seemed too occupied to come in and make the situation worse. “Maybe I should… have that bath. Can you… show me which is the hot and cold?"

“It's … I," she began, choking a bit on her own words before she stopped, shut her eyes, and took a deep breath. “You're fucking gorgeous," she stated suddenly, looking directly at Rebecca as she finally managed to speak it out loud. Before the woman could respond, however, the giraffe rabbit turned very quickly on her feet and rushed away to the bathroom. “Get it together, Millie," she whispered to herself as she reached down and turned on the bathtub faucet to one particular spot that she seemed to have memorized. “To the right and you will have ice cold water. To the left and you will have molten hot lava water. M-move it at your discretion," she explained with a more casual tone and a forced chuckle. Millie was clearly doing her best to try and not seem so awkward, but every time she stood still she couldn't help but try to hide her throbbing length from sight.

Rebecca looked like a cartoon teapot, bring red and with steam threatening to erupt from her ears. Her? Gorgeous? Compared to what? Millie had said she'd never met a human before… but had she at least seen one? Perhaps what beastkin found attractive compared to humans varied so considerably that she somehow rated far higher than she would in an ordinary, human city. Then again, Scarlett hadn't reacted towards her with any sort of sexual interest so maybe Millie was just weird, even by beastkin standards. “That's simple enough, thank you. And uh… thank you for what you said before. It's very… flattering." She wished she could say more to put the giraffe at ease, but perhaps the kindest thing she could do was let her be on her way. If she had a chance to get some space between them and calm down, then maybe she might not have to feel so flustered.

She cleared her throat and nodded before exiting the bath. Awkwardly, instead of simply waiting for Rebecca to step aside, the beastkin turned sideways and squeezed herself past, causing her member to brush against her as she did. At first, she started to walk toward the kitchen, but then she stopped and turned back toward her. “I'm very happy to have you hear. I d-do … hope you enjoy your stay here," she said, her voice a little less shaky as she turned to leave again, but then circled back as if doing a 360 in place, her mind clearly still a bit scattered, “Are you a v-v-vegetarian? Any allergies? You know, before I cook…?" she asked, rambling on a bit suddenly.

Rebecca tried to move out of the way but Millie seemed in a hurry to vacate the room and in the process. “Ah…" She froze as they felt that rather firm, studded cock press against her ever so gently. It was like the gentle caress from a lover that promised much and more when next they meet. She shivered, but otherwise didn't move until the giraffe asked about her allergies. “Pine nuts and pine nut oil." She replied after some consideration. It didn't come up often but it was worth mentioning. After that it was like a spell was broken and she was able to get the water started. Once Millie was gone and the door closed, the human would begin to undress even as thoughts of the larger woman's enormous bestial cock continued to plague her thoughts. What were the odds that both of her hostess' were futanari?

Millie took a deep breath and tried to relax while she attempted to push her boner down against her leg to hide it. With a bit of power, she kicked the couch to wake up Scarlett. “Hey, come on. Wake up; you said you'd help me with dinner this evening," she said sternly, a bit of a scowl forming on her face, causing her flushed cheeks to give her an angrier expression than normal. With a huff, she turned and walked off into the kitchen and pulled some ingredients out and began to organize them on the granite topped island. “You always say you'll help, and then you just sleep!" she muttered, more so to herself than out loud.

Scarlett let out a sigh of disdain, “Oh come on. You know I hate cooking and I'm no good at it." She chuckled as she slowly lifted herself up to a seated position. A firm palm pressed against her neck as she jerked her head to one side, letting out a lengthy series of cracks. She repeated this in the other direction before standing, “Ugh, so what. She's like, our pet now right? Or something? What's the point of bringing a human home? You know you have to take care of it, clean it and stuff, right?" She slowly made her way into the kitchen, leaning against the door frame and looking Millie up and down. “They're so.. Small, fragile.. Useless, really, what's she going to bring to the home..?" She asked before proceeding deeper into the kitchen and sitting on the counter directly beside the gir-bun.

Her keen eyes noted the pronounced bulge down her thigh. Her eyes widened to sharply contrast little black beads. “You.." She then brought her voice down to a whisper as a manic grin spread across her lips, “You want ot fuck it, don't you?" She said almost gleeful, “You little horny bun." She then slugged Millie on the shoulder. Her large rabbit feet bounced off the cabinets beneath the countertop as she watched expectantly, “Why would you want to stick such a superior slab of meat into such a bottom feeding little human? They don't deserve it." She scoffed with a little laugh.

Abruptly, Millie slammed her hands on the counter, easily crushing some carrots that she hand laid out. “Damn it, Scarlett! Don't talk about them l-l-l-like that!" she yelled, though clearly flustered a little further by her words. Slowly, she tried to take a few breaths to steady herself while she cleaned off her hands and began chopping the rest of the vegetables before moving on to prepare some fresh pieces of chicken. “This is a g-great learning opportunity," she stated, as if trying to confirm some sort of innocent reason for the athletic rabbit, “can you at least take out the trash…?" she added, looking to her suddenly with almost childishly large and pathetic eyes.

“But she just got here..? You already want her gone..?" She snickered before hopping off the counter and delicately skipping to the trash can. She reaches in, pulls out the bag and ties it off before throwing it over her shoulder, “Homosexual..." she said with a chuckle before continuing to skip right out of the room and out of the apartment to discard the trash. She's gone for longer than one might expect a simple task to take her.

With an angry huff, she arranged everything on a large pan. She shook her head, trying to calm down from her opposing rush of emotions. Carefully, she covered it and placed it in the oven before moving on to finally slice up some fresh fruits. After making a clean but delicious looking tray of assorted snacking items from cheese and nuts to fruits. “I hope this will be enough … I don't even know," she muttered to herself before pouring a glass of water and taking a seat, letting out a long sigh and attempting to relax.

Rebecca sighed heavily as she soaked in the heated, soapy water. She did her best to let go of her tension, but inappropriate thoughts continued to plague her throughout her bath. Certainly there was a portion of the human population that fetishized beastkin, but the student's interest had always been purely academic before actually coming here. Now that she had been exposed to their culture in person, she couldn't help but think that perhaps the hypersexual way they were portrayed might not be all that exaggerated.

Then again, maybe Millie was an exception… just a horny giraffe… or was she a type of rabbit too? She was curious about that, but she was more intrigued by whether it was just Millie's nature or if she had some sort of human fetish or if there was something about her specifically that triggered such a reaction. The sight and feeling of that powerful dick made her blush rather intensely, though perfect some of that was due to her imagining whether something as endowed as Millie could even fit inside of a human like her.

Her leg began to shake as she sat there, and instead of relaxing she found herself obsessing. Millie was wondering what else she could offer to make the new woman feel more welcome and at home. If she didn't make up for Scarlett, who knew if she would want to even stay or not? With a sudden determined huff and change of expression, she stood and went to the fridge. Millie pulled a pitcher from the back and started to hum quietly and happily to herself. After placing it on the counter, she grabbed a metal tea cup from the freezer. She placed it in a small, fabric cup cozy and poured in some of the liquid and made her way down the hall.

With purpose, she knocked on the bathroom door and cleared her throat. “Wh-..." she cleared her throat again, as the thought of her being naked in there suddenly flustered her greatly. “When I'd like to relax, I have this particular tea in the hot bath," she explained finally, closing her eyes and trying to focus on the task at hand and not the lust in her mind.

Rebecca dropped the sponge she had been rubbing along her arm and her head jerked in the direction of the door as if expecting Millie to come bursting in. She glanced around for a towel before shrinking down beneath the soapy water. “Ah… you can come in." She murmured, then repeated herself a bit louder in case the beastkin hadn't heard her. She covered her breasts with her hands, feeling more than a bit awkward as she remembered the woman's earlier arousal. Hopefully she had calmed down a bit while making food.

Awkwardly, she turned the doorknob but didn't open it yet. She lifted one hand and covered her eyes and used her foot to push open the door. Slowly and carefully, she made her way toward the tub and held the cup forward. “I'm not sure if you'll enjoy the taste. It is a floral based tea, but very refreshing and invig-," she swallowed, hard, her bulge throbbing a bit as she crossed her legs, “invigorating," she finished finally. Her tail was flicking from side to side as her knees touched from her nervousness.

“Floral?" Rebecca gazed up at her with obvious hesitation before slowly reaching up out of the water to take the cup, exposing a considerable portion of one of her breasts in the process. “Thank you. I appreciate this really… my trip was so exhausting I feel like I could sleep for a week." She carefully brought the cup to her lips, not wanting to spill the tea into her bath, and took a small sip. As she did so, she tried to focus her gaze on the tea rather than on the looming figure of the exceptionally endowed beastkin.

Without thinking, she slowly started to lower her hand as she explained, “It's actually brewed from hibis-," her eyes laid upon her in the water and her words came to a sudden halt. Her length lifted a little bit from the side of her leg, pushing against the fabric and stretching it thin toward the bottom. She groaned but tried to recover, covering her eyes once more and attempting to finish her explanation. “Hi … hibiscus - fuck - I'm sorry. I'm not n-n-normally like this, I sw-swear," she said, her voice quivering, “I - ahhh - I'm so sorry!" she proclaimed once more, now covering her eyes with both hands. It was as if she were fighting herself from trying to get another glance at her, and, once again, her knees buckled inward and trembled lightly against each other.

Rebecca couldn't help but notice her struggle, least of all the way her dick practically jumped in her pants as her eyes feasted upon the mostly submerged yet utterly naked body of the human student. “I… It's okay." She tried to reassure the giraffe, hoping that if she was able to calm down she might be able to regain her composure, but it was like the woman was in heat! Was that something giraffe/bunny futanari experienced? She hadn't read much about their breeding habits, mostly because the subject made her both shy and uncomfortable, but she had heard rumors… nasty anecdotes she had chalked up to stereotypes and misconceptions at best or racism and crude fantasies at worst. It was said that sex was all some beastkin could think about and that they would often lose control when probably aroused… Millie seemed so sweet and yet Rebecca couldn't help but wonder if those stories might have a grain of truth to them. “Mm… the tea is… really good." She tried to keep the subject of the conversation on her beverage, sipping loudly from the cup despite the bitterness she assumed was from the hibiscus.

Millie wasn't using common sense, and upon hearing it's okay she lowered her hands in front of herself to push her erection back between her legs and looked her over entirely. “I got t-t-t-t-too excited. Ever since I heard about you from the office that arranges these things … you just seemed s-so lovely," she explained, doing her best not to seem like a totally feral animal on her first day visiting. “Fuck," she whispered to herself as she shut her eyes before continuing, “Scarlett tells me I obsess too easily over people sometimes, I'm so sorry. I'm probably doing it again," she chuckled, her hands pushing a bit harder, trying to reposition herself in a comfortable, but discreet, way, which didn't even seem possible anymore. Her tail swept forward and wrapped around her left thigh, showing just how hard she was struggling, as she forced a pleasant smile.

“R-Really? You think so?" She glanced down at herself in disbelief, wondering what it was about herself that made Millie feel so… amorous. “Scarlett? Is she your… girlfriend?" Rebecca wasn't sure why she was asking, it wasn't as if she was trying to find out the giraffe's relationship status. After staring at various parts of the larger woman's body, she finally forced herself to look away after seeing that bulge seemed to swell before her very eyes, as if it was responding to the attention. “I'm sorry, that's none of my business… I just thought…" If they were dating, would Millie really be lusting after her like this? Or were they perhaps in a sort of open relationship?

Her hands fell away from her eyes and she barely peeked, though upon seeing her looking away, she opened them completely. “N-no … nothing like that. Scarlett and I have just been friends for … well, forever," she laughed. Again, she took in the naked sight of her under the water and her snout darkened once more. She struggled to look off to the side, but she kept peering back through the corner of her vision. She chuckled quietly, nervously, “The f-f-food will be ready in a-about a half hour," she said finally. Tightly, her tail wrapped and squeezed her thigh and she tightly shut her eyes again, trying to distract her thoughts.

“Oh? Okay, I'll be done by then." She replied, feeling a bit awkward as Millie continued to linger about despite looking like she was half tempted to pounce on her despite the fact that she was in a tub. She reached out to offer her the cup back, having finished the drink a bit faster so that the beastkin wouldn't feel obligated to stand there and watch her soaking in the tub. “Ah, thanks for the tea. But… It seems like doing something like this is very stressful for you. Don't push yourself too far..." She wasn't sure what the consequences would be and whether it would affect both of them or just Millie, but the girl seemed too nice not to express some concern. She was also quite pretty herself, though she wasn't sure what that thought had to do with anything.

She smiled and took the cup before quickly turning and hurrying off. Millie shut the door behind herself and went back to the kitchen. After leaning down toward the sink, she turned on the cold water and splashed some onto her face, trying to get rid of her lusting thoughts. She shook her head and tried to proceed with dinner as usual. The giraffe-bunny took the tray of snacks to the table and also arranged some plates and cups for the three of them. After checking on the oven and making sure the food was on schedule, she took a seat at the table again and rested her forehead against it. With a heavy sigh, she muttered to herself, “I'm totally blowing it…."

The doorknob twisted and the door suddenly jerked open. In came the enormous red rabbit. Heavy steps, nearly stomping, resonated as she partially hopped with little skips. Her breathing was heightened, the faint scent of musk lingered in the air. “Ah… That feels so much better.." She said aloud as the, now lightly coated in sweat, lagomorph entered the kitchen and smiled at Millie. “How's dinner coming..? Almost done yeah?" She said before plopping into a chair. She propped both large feet up on the desk and leaned back in the chair. “How's it going with your pet?" She asked further, allowing a sly smirk to spread across her lips.

Her head rolled over to its side on the table and she looked over to Scarlett. “She is a person; not a pet," she grumbled before taking a heavy sigh and sitting up straight. “Though I've probably blown it already, 'cause I'm so damn weird," she laughed a bit, shaking her head. “Dinner will be ready soon. You should get cleaned up," she huffed. Millie knew she wouldn't, but she felt the need to always tell her anyhow. As she sat there, her tail wrapped around her member within her shorts and rested there while she tried to soothe and calm herself down.

One foot crossed over the other as Scarlett watched her, amused. “She's a human. And I'm already clean." She winked. “Relax, I'm sure it likes you well enough. What's not to love? You're loveable." The rabbit reaches up behind her own head to scoop up her ears like locks and jerks to the side while flicking her wrist to send her ears back and around. “Ah.. I love running.. You really should do it more, you know. It helps with stress." She cooed, closing her eyes whilst continuing to remain leaned back.

She sulked down in her chair and let her head hang limply. “Running isn't going to alleviate this kind of stress," she laughed, finally seeming to relax a bit as she spoke with her long-time friend. Abruptly, the timer on the oven began to chime and she hurried over to silence it and pull the tray out to rest. Her sexual excitement had faded, but it wasn't gone yet. Millie's tail was still wrapped around it, holding it further down between her legs, as to prevent it from pressing outward against the fabric.

Left to her own thoughts once more, Rebecca resumed absentmindedly scrubbing her body as she considered her interactions with Millie so far. The beastkin was evident attracted to her and was having a very hard time holding back those feelings. She didn't really mind the compliments but… did Millie actually want to be intimate with her despite having just met? Could that even work? The dark haired girl supposed that even if a beastkin was too big for a human there were probably other things they could do but did she want to approach such a slippery slope? She never thought about having sex with a beastkin… she'd never even had sex with a human before!

The thought made her quiver but she shook her head dismissively. Just because Millie had difficulty controlling her… animalistic impulses… didn't mean that she should take advantage of it. Soon enough the water would cool down and she would allow it to drain before standing up and turning on the shower so she could rinse herself off. She would then dry herself off and begin changing into some comfortable sleepwear considering it was already dinnertime, she would likely relax for the rest of the evening once she had eaten.

“She's taking a bit long, isn't she? Maybe you should go check on your pet. Who knows, humans are feeble. Terrible swimmers." She gasped suddenly, “What if she drowned?!" she said with wide eyes as she covered her mouth with a single hand and stared at Millie. She then began to laugh and slapped herself on the thigh, “I crack me up." Scarlett eyeballed Millie's bulge, shaking her head and licking her lips while Millie's gaze was averted. She then covered her mouth once more as she yawned, hoping dinner would be soon so she could eat before sleep.

“She's just tired, Scarlett. I'm sure she's relaxing. She's not going to d-drown…." she said, her voice trailing off as she stopped and took a few uneasy looks around the kitchen. Millie took the tray of food over to the table and sat it on a mat. She double checked to make sure all of the dishes and cups were arranged properly for the three of them, and then she walked over to pull a jug of cold water out of the fridge to also place upon the table. After taking a seat at the table, she looked over it all and then a worried sigh fell from her lips. Quickly, she pushed herself away from the table and glared at the athletic rabbit before disappearing down the hall again.

Softly, she knocked on the door. “F- … food is ready, if you'd like to join us," she said, her voice trembling, but less so than before. Before she even had time to reply, she turned and retreated back to the dining room table. She was clearly trying to keep her thoughts at bay, as she reached out and grabbed a piece of fruit. For a moment, she glared over at Scarlett again, while taking a bite. “Why do you have to make me worry about stupid shit?" she asked, despite her mouth being full.

Rebecca froze in the midst of getting dressed as she heard the knock, half expecting the beastkin to open the door to check on her or sneak a peek at her as she suspected was at least partially Millie's reason for bringing her tea earlier. “Ah… I'm coming!" She replied even as she heard the woman's retreating footsteps. She dressed quickly and though her hair was still a little damp she hurried from the bathroom to join them for dinner. “S-Sorry I took so long. Baths tend to be very relaxing for me and sometimes I lose track of time…" She glanced uncertainly at Scarlett before taking a seat at the table.

Before either of the women had returned, Scarlett had already begun ripping and tearing into her meal like some feral carnivore. She paid no mind to the human as she entered, far more distracted with the food than she could be bothered with anything else. There were 4 chairs around the table. Scarlett, while seated at one, had lifted one of her large feet to rest on the other, spreading herself out a bit for comfort. The large bulge that ran down one leg of her shorts drooped a bit appreciatively at the breathing room as it began to air out a bit into the nearby vicinity. Just the lightest touch of musk reaching the noses of those around.

An uncomfortable sigh parted from her lips as she glanced over at the other beastkin, but, instead of saying anything, she simply fixed her plate. After taking a few bites, she poured herself a glass of water and looked over to Rebecca, “Will this suffice for you? Is there anything else I c-can get you?" Nervously, she drank nearly the entire glass of water before peering down at the table. When she tried to relax, her large paw bumped into the human's foot, and she jolted and sat up straight once more. She looked to her and smiled strangely before grabbing a bit more fruit from the tray.

“Oh yes, this looks quite wonderful, thank you." She poured herself some water and took a sip, not seeming to notice that Millie had brushed her foot or that she had reacted with such alarm. Soon after she began to put some food on her plate and began to eat slowly, pausing occasionally to glance between them or ask a question such as... “So what do the two of you do for work?" She was curious, but she was also making conversation because she felt like there was some tension in the air, between Millie's anxiety and what she could only guess was Scarlett's general disdain for humanity. Rebecca had heard some beastkin disliked humans for one reason or another, but she was surprised that one of her hostesses would feel that way. Why was she even invited here then? Then again, perhaps she was imagining it.

“You're on laundry tomorrow," she stated dryly to Scarlett, glancing over at her before finishing her plate. She ate rather quickly, and then abruptly stood up. Millie gathered her dishes and took them over to the sink before rinsing them off. The giraffe bun had finally seemed to relax a bit, and her tail had fallen free from her member. Her excitement seemed to be at bay, but her bulge was still noticeable, even soft. Very quietly, she hummed to herself and dried off her hands. “You can just leave your plate, when you're done," she said to Rebecca before walking over to the couch that was just passed them and turning on the television.

“Yeah yeah, whatever. I'll take care of it." She said in between chewing. She ate so viciously, one could swear she was growling at her food. In no time at all, she had consumed more than twice that of Millie. She then leaned back with a satisfied sigh before standing, “Going to get my plate too?" She said with a wink, though the gir-bun had already reached the couch. “Kidding, I'll get it." She said before also cleansing her plate. After rising the dish off she set it aside and finally made her way beside the human. She rested one elbow on the back of her chair, leaning over the human while glancing over at Millie, “So, what're you going to do for the rest of the night?" She asked, seeming to pay no attention to the human she lingered over.

Meanwhile, she leaned in perhaps unintentionally just enough that a rather prominent bulge loomed just beside her face. The scent from what hid within wafted around Rebecca's nose with little regard for the human's comfort. The mound appeared to, throb? As if it had its own heartbeat. One that would be so powerful to show visible signs of blood flow. Before long the bunny leaned off of the chair and began to walk down the hall, “Well, I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too late.." She said teasingly with a dismissive wave of her hand before vanishing into her room.

Rebecca couldn't help but notice Millie's sudden shift in personality and she wondered whether this was simply the way she normally behaved when she wasn't overcome with arousal, or if Scarlett had said something that was bothering her. “O-Okay…" She replied as the gir-bun left the room, leaving her with the muscular bunny who… She blinked, her train of thought momentarily derailing as the larger beastkin stepped over to her without addressing her at all. “Erm… hi?" She peered up at Scarlett uncertainly, unsure of her intentions. Did she have a secret to tell her? Was she continue to explain why Millie was acting so unpredictably?

She waited, holding her breath for a few seconds until she couldn't avoid letting out a gasp as she noticed that bulge pressing close enough to her that she couldn't help but feel like it was on purpose. She breathed in sharply, and with that much needed oxygen came a certain musky scent that caused her to wrinkle her nose. Before she could ask what Scarlett was doing, why she was leaning over her like this, the bunny girl started to casually walk away like nothing had happened. How weird! Rebecca got up soon after Scarlett announced her intention to sleep and went over to the sink to take care of her own dishes.

After thoroughly washing her hands several times, the human made her way into the living room in search of Millie. She thought about saying something about what Scarlett had done, but she wasn't sure what to say exactly since the bun hadn't exactly caused her any direct harm or anything. She didn't want to embarrass herself or cause drama so she simply found a seat on the sofa, while giving Millie some space as to avoid over-exciting her again. “Whew… that was so good Millie, thank you."

She pulled her limbs inward and sat in a cross-legged position and shifted to look at the human. After a warm smile, she started to flip around the channels a bit. “S-sorry … for my behavior," she started, her eyes trailing away and peering at the plain, mahogany coffee table. “It's been quite a while for me … I don't," she took a breath, trying to gather her thoughts, “I'm just very attracted to you, is all … but, I'm very sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable, on your first day…." she admitted, turning to make eye contact with her. The giraffe bun was larger than her, and leaned back a little to sit up straight as she hung an arm over the back of the couch. “Scarlett is … a bit scary, but you get used to her," she chuckled quietly, her eyes closing as she smiled and turned back toward the TV screen.

Rebecca nodded slowly, as if understanding what Millie was trying to say. “I've never had anyone express themselves so honestly and… so soon." She paused, swallowing hard even as she stared back at the beastkin. “So I don't really know what to say or how to react. You're… I mean you're beautiful, I won't pretend otherwise. But maybe we should take some time to get to know each other? After all, I did just get here…" She paused for a bit before changing the subject. “You know, I never would have thought of a bunny as scary… usually they're all cute and fluffy…" She smiled, imagining a more soft, plush version of Scarlett. Then she remembered the awkward interaction in the kitchen and she frowned slightly. “Do you think… is she attracted to humans the way you are?"

Her dark humor made her laugh a bit, but then when she glanced at her and saw her frowning she played it off a bit as coughing. “Attracted, is a word," she smiled, pausing for a bit before awkwardly watching the television briefly. “I'm not sure that anything exists that Scarlett wouldn't partake in," she laughed, shaking her head, “if they'll serve her … well, even if they won't, she'll find a way to get them to," she finished, her words sincere but without any signs of ill judgment. Millie flipped the channel again before leaning in a little toward Rebecca, “Anything you'd like to watch?"

The human blinked in surprise. “So she's some sort of… dominatrix? That makes sense… she certainly seems like the type who would be in control." Rebecca thought about that for a bit, wondering if the lagomorph was eyeing her with such intentions in mind. Surely not! “Erm… I'm not really sure. What sort of TV programming do you have here?" She assumed it wouldn't be all that dissimilar to what she was used to, but she wouldn't know any television stations or common TV shows off the top of her head. “I've only seen a few movies that have been produced here…"

“Hmm…." she began before playing with her long ears, bringing them in front of herself and twirling them about somewhat. “What genres do you prefer?" Millie asked finally, turning to peer at her out of the corner of her eye, her nose wrinkling a bit, as she took a deep breath. Slowly, her eyes went back to observe the screen before she muted it and started to flip channels some more. “Also, she's not so much the dominatrix type, as she is the, uh … eat you alive type," she laughed, shaking her head at her own banter as one of her hands shifted her tail out from under her to run her fingers through the longer fur.

Rebecca blinked a few times. “Eat you… like a predator?" She asked quietly, unsure of whether she even wanted to know the answer. That didn't make sense at all. Rabbits were prey animals, they should be naturally timid and submissive… and certain not eating people! Unless she meant… in a sexual way? She bit her lip, unable to entirely keep herself from imagining what that might look like. “Ah… I like comedies… uh… fantasy and… maybe romance?" She wasn't sure there was anything that would check all three boxes but it was sure to give Millie enough to work with. Rebecca gazed over at the gir-bun and couldn't help but notice how much more relaxed she seemed. Perhaps the beastkin was already getting used to having the human around and was able to keep her urges under control.

The rest of the evening went without a hitch. A few awkward conversations and accidental inappropriate touches later led to Millie finally getting up and stretching. "Ah.. It's been a long day. I think I'm going to get some sleep. I'll show you to your room." She said with a smile. She waited for Rebecca to stand before leading her down the hallway. There were three doors, one at the end, and one on either side across from each other. "The door at the end is mine. That one is Scarlett's, and this is yours." She said as she gently turned the knob and swung your door open. "If you need anything, please let me know. You can wake me up for anything. Promise." She beamed before turning away and heading back into her own room.

Rebecca nodded and thanked her profusely despite having already been shown to her room earlier. Had Millie forgotten already? "Thank you. I hope you have a pleasant rest!" She happily made her way into her room, eager to get some sleep after the long day of travel and hopeful that tomorrow would be a bit less... tense. Between Millie awkward attraction for her and Scarlett's disdain, she was certain things would be a bit more stressful than she had first expected, at least for the first few days. "We just... need some time to get used to each other is all." She said to herself once the door was closed and she had slid into her bed. "Things will get better, I'm sure..."

A few hours into the night the silence remained. Soft rumbling and creaking such that would normally accompany a home. A very faint clank of metal came from the door as the sound of someone grasping the knob came through and the gentle creak echoed as the door swung open. Scarlett appeared in the doorframe, stepping into the room and gently shutting the door behind herself. A menacing glare fell onto the human in bed as the crimson bun scanned her. She slowly approached the bed, making no noise as she soon came to tower over the tiny being, comparatively. Her breathing grew heavy as she studied her and slowly climbed into the bed with her. Powerful thighs straddled over either side of her and hands gripped into the sheets on either side of her head as she leaned in and began to sniff tenderly at her neck.

Rebecca had long since slipped into a deep, restful sleep unaware that either of her roommates would consider visiting her in the night, least of all the one who seemed to resent the fact that she was here. Her mind was mostly empty of dreams, at least anything noteworthy that she might remember. Her slender young body lay concealed by a light sheet, though the swell of her breasts could still be made out especially when she inhaled. Her mouth was partially open and her head was tilted every so slightly to one side as she lay beneath the powerful bun. There was a lingering scent from the body wash she had used in the bath, a gentle floral aroma.

Scarlett continued to take in her scent curiously. The little button nose violently quaked with rapid inhales and exhales. She leaned her head back a bit as she lifted up. The smell was familiar. It was Millie's body wash. Her teeth clenched for a moment before she continued to sniff about her body and slowly pulled the sheet off of her as gingerly as she could. She examined the body acutely, leaving no aspect of her anatomy to go without scrutiny. Once the human was completely uncovered by the sheet she continued to sniff down along her body, occasionally stopping in areas that might have stronger smells than others and giving them very gentle licks, tasting her skin. The prominent bulge from before throbbed once as her taste buds took in the human flesh for the first time.

Rebecca shivered in her sleep, a combination of the cool night air reaching places previously covered by the sheet along with Scarlett's gentle licks. Considering how powerful she appeared, the rabbit was treating her with the utmost care as she carried out her strange examination. Was this some sort of sexual fetish for her? The throbbing between her legs indicated it was, but perhaps there was also some curiosity to satisfy. This was her first chance to get up close and personal with a human and while Millie proved to be too shy to make a move, Scarlett seemed to have less self control even if she had waited for the human to fall asleep.

The crimson bun's nose found itself nestled in the human's crotch. She took in a deep whiff and wrinkled her nose as her head was thrown back. She let out an aroused sigh before shaking her head. She whispered ever so softly, "Just a human.. Why does Millie like her.. What's so.." She couldn't help but reach down and take yet another deep sniff of her, burying her nose this time into the fabric that encased her tender folds. "Ugh..." She grunted, finding herself in a position where resistance was futile. She continued to inhale her scent, as if dawning the human cunny like some sort of rebreather, inadvertently forcing her thighs apart as she nuzzled more deeply. Her powerful grip on the sheets remained, "Human.. Trash.. Ngh.." She groaned, "Nothing special.. Just.. Just a toy.." She growled. "A pet."

As Scarlett nuzzled deeper between her thighs, the stimulation would elicit a soft sigh from the slumbering human. Rebecca could still feel, despite being unconscious, and if her hostess kept up what she was doing it was like to eventually awaken her human guest. Before she reached that point however, it was likely that her body would instinctively react to the attention by displaying her own arousal, something the scent-oriented bun was sure to pick up on even before any wetness would spread from her tight pussy.

The soft sigh stopped her dead in her tracks. Scarlett's ears perked straight up as she listened for the sound of her now irregular breathing and heartbeat. She waited a moment before groaning once again, unable to resist the odor that grew ever stronger. "Why.. Why do humans.. Smell so.. Ugh.." One hand finally released the sheets and ran along her own soft fur tummy. She reached down into her own shorts and grabbed onto the flesh mast beneath and began to stroke the now throbbing pillar as she continued to breath in Rebecca. The moisture that was soon to come coated her nose, sending her eyes rolling back as she pressed into it. Her soft panted groans sent vibrations through the thin fabric and directly into the human girls core.

All that teasing, even if it wasn't meant to rile Rebecca up, was drawing her further out of the deep sleep she had been enjoying for the past few hours. Her muscles tensed as near continuous waves of pleasure spread from her moist entrance and on more than one occasional her body would attempt to toss and turn only to find itself rather trapped. As Rebecca reached a semi-conscious state, she would become more aware of what was going on but her brain would still be rather sluggish to respond. Where was she? Was she dreaming? If it was a dream, why did she feel so good? She moaned softly as her eyelids fluttered, opening for a fraction of a second but not long enough to glimpse the red bun between her legs.

Scarlett's ears flicked up and her eyes were immediately cast upward. She let out a soft growl at the pleasure she could see that she inadvertently induced in the human. The powerful hand that had been curled around the musk-enveloped member immediately flung upward and palmed the entirety of Rebecca's face. Her fingers were spread out enough that she could peer through them. The human's voice was substantially muffled now as the red rabbit spoke very softly. "Don't. Make. A. Sound." She growled, still semi taking in deep whiffs of her folds. Despite the seriousness and malice in her tone, it was impossible for Scarlett to hide the extreme excitement and pleasure she felt.

Just as Rebecca's eyes opened for a second time, a powerful hand covered her mouth, preventing her from crying out. Despite the larger woman's command, the startled human let out a muffled cry of surprise before going quite. Panic flooded her brain with adrenaline, chasing away the last vestiges of sleep as she tried to figure out what was happening. Was Scarlett here to eat her? Perhaps if she were more composed she might realized she was sort of correct... As she took in a breath following her unexpected outburst, she couldn't help but notice the scent on the powerful bun's hand that covered her face. That potent musk made her wrinkle her nose in discomfort, and yet at the same time there was something almost compelling about the aroma, as if there was some instinctive part of her that was drawn to the bestial fragrance.

After taking a moment to determine that the human's strength was indeed inferior, she began to nuzzle her nose into the fabric-covered slit once more. Her eyes rolled for a moment, "Ugh.. I guess.. Humans aren't useless.." She said with a growl. Her hand clutched at the human's face remained with a tight grip, while her now only free hand found it's way into her own shorts once more to take the previous hand's duties over. Her thumb pressed against the entrance of the head, smattering seed across it as she groaned once again into the human's core. Her tongue found it's way out and licked gently at the fabric, tasting the soaked bedtime shorts to acquire this new taste, which again sent her mind spiraling.

Rebecca began to wiggle in Scarlett's grasp, ever so slightly, as the bunny delved deeper between her thighs. She started to say something, to ask what she was doing, to plead with her to stop, but her voice caught in her throat. What would Scarlett do to her if she disobeyed? The rabbit was so strong... would she hurt her? Perhaps she was just... curious. As Millie seemed to be. Surely she wouldn't take things too far. She was on the record as a hostess for the duration of Rebecca's stay. If something happened to her, the beastkin would surely get into trouble, right? As she considered all of this, she continued to stare at the red furred woman like a deer in headlights, not impeding her but also not taking the initiative to do anything either. Perhaps that was how Scarlett wanted it, a toy for her to use rather than a mutually intimate encounter. If she really saw humans as beneath her, that seemed more likely.

Satisfied with how the human relaxed, Scarlett exchanged hands, ensuring a firm grip was returned to her face. However, this time rather than palming the entirety, she merely cupped the side of her face and pressed the juiced tip of her thumb to Rebecca's small, soft lips. She smeared the precum onto her mouth rather absentmindedly as she enjoyed herself. Her once again freed hand this time was used to grip onto the waistband of Rebecca's shorts and panties simultaneously and begin tugging them down. She lifted her nose and glared into the human's eyes in warning as she did so.

As Scarlett removed her hand, the temptation to speak up began to well up inside of her, but just as she opened her mouth to speak that pre-cum soaked thumb began to smear her essence across her lips as if bestowing her with a some sort of intimate gift. Her eyes widened as felt the warm and texture, following by the taste as some of that pre would inevitably find its way inside her open mouth. "Ah..." She let out a tiny exclamation as she felt her bottoms being unceremoniously removed, but that stony gaze stifled any further outcry from the young human. Her mind however, continued to race as she thought about what the bun had in mind for her. Was she continue to continue her weird behavior of smelling her, just without the obstruction of clothing? Or did she have more primal needs to satisfy?

Scarlett shoved the thumb into Rebecca's mouth the moment she cried out, further snuffing out any sound she could make. She growled lowly until the clothing had been removed and she lowered her head once more, nosing into her and taking in that fresh scent, flesh to flesh. She let out the most satisfied sigh before lapping gently at her. Her tongue invaded the warm and moist cavern, feeling around inside over and over. Her eyes fell shut now, loosely masking the pleasured expression on her face as she buried herself deeper inside, letting out soft moans into her. "Damn human.. Why.. Taste.. Smell.. So good.." She growled. "Ugh.."

Rebecca's face twisted into an expression of confusion, then shock, and finally melted into pure bliss as that tongue parted her folds and slide deep inside. She moaned in spite of Scarlett's threat, though the bunny's thumb shoved firmly in her mouth help muffle most of that sound. Her inner walls contracted around the beastkin's tongue and as her own desire grew more prominent, thanks in no small part to the effects of Scarlett's musk, she began to absentmindedly suckle on the powerful woman's tongue.

"Such a pervert.." the rabbit said as she lifted her face for a moment, glaring at the human. "Look at you.. So satisfied.. You should be. No humans are special enough to enjoy a Furcadian..." she growled before dipping her face down, "But fuck.." She muffled into her, "You're so delicious.." She continued as her tongue filled Rebecca's insides. The constrictions only further aroused the rabbit as she began to lift the human's lower half up into the air so that she could more easily feast. Each of her legs went over the buns broad shoulders as she began to wriggle her thumb around in Rebecca's mouth and prod toward the base of the throat curiously.

Satisfied wasn't how Rebecca would have described herself. She was aroused, certainly, but it wasn't necessarily something she had conscious control over. The way the gorgeous bun was stimulating her, even as she felt violated and afraid, her body was betraying her by actually enjoying the attention she received. She started to squirm, albeit helplessly, as the beastkin lifted up partially off of the bed. The human couldn't even protest properly as the rabbit had shoved her thumb down far into her mouth that she actually started to gag. Coincidentally, whenever she gagged her insides would tighten up around that tongue.

It was by now that the human might notice if looking around that the rabbit had lost her shorts at some point during the altercation. Between her legs lay a massive wrinkly girth. Veins and foreskin coiled up along the shaft and tightly around the head which began to peek through like a turtle from it's shell. Pre-seed oozed onto the bed sheets in thick beads. She finally pulled her head away and licked her lips. "Mmmm.. Yeah.. Okay. I get it now." She growled, slowly pulling her thumb free from the human as she lowered her back to the bed. She sighed as she lifted up and resettled, lifting the massive slab and dropping it onto the human's stomach with a loud FAP. A spurt of cock-snot was expelled from the tip and spattered Rebecca's mouth and face. "Not a word of this.. To Millie.. Do you understand..?"

Rebecca stared at her with wide eyes, her heart fluttering in her chest. Was she satisfied? Glancing down at that heavy slab of bunny cock, the way it drooled onto her stomach made it quite clear just how aroused she was. Did she mean not to tell Millie about what had happened... or what was going to happen? She was almost too scared to ask, but with Scarlett's fertile spunk dripping from her face, she was pretty sure she knew what the rabbit had in mind. "A...Are you..." She swallowed hard, gazing up at the powerful, yet beautiful beastkin who seemed to be looking at her the way a predator eyed their next meal. "Scarlett I don't think..." Rebecca intended to explain how inappropriate this was and how she didn't think their anatomies were compatible, but somehow the words were lost somewhere between her brain and her lips.

Scarlett slid forward, pressing two heavy, sagging orbs right up against Rebecca's ass. Doing so, showed the depth at which that member could full reach. The crown of her majesty nearly bumped into her chin, "You're a human. A pet. A toy. You don't speak to me unless spoken to." she demanded. It was then that she lifted and slowly leaned further forward, straddling overtop the human's body and pressing the wrapped tool against Rebecca's lips, drooling seed right into her.

But she was speaking to her, wasn't she? She had asked her a question and even now she was talking to her... why was she being so mean? Rebecca had been about to try and point this out to her, consequences be damned, but even as she worked up the courage to call her out on the contradiction the bunny abruptly adjusted herself and proceeded to position her dick so that her drooling precum would leak right into her open mouth. "Gack!" She coughed as she inadvertently inhaled a portion of her nut-sludge, causing her chest to spasm momentarily as she struggled to clear her windpipe.

The crimson rabbit shuddered at the feel of lips-to-cock action. "Oh fuck.. I bet this will barely fit in you.. You'll be like a little cock sleeve.. A living one.." She growled, "Mmm.. This is way better than the toys in my room.." She groaned, pressing the tip a little further against her lips, "Tend to me, human." she said in a low, lusty voice. "Your new owner demands it." She flung her head to the side, tossing her head and ears over one shoulder to droop down and brush across Rebecca's arms and belly. "You're going to earn your stay." GLORP as if to accent the statement, a thick wad of cum spilled out into the human's mouth. GLORP followed by another, one could see the wads traveling along the underside of the cock, through the tubing as the skin stretched and contorted to grant passage to the deposits being made.

Rebecca's body shuddered as she was involuntary fed the bunny's baby batter in heaping spoonfuls, direct from the source. It was like warm milk... if milk was thick and salty and clung to her throat like glue. She tried to slide back, to turn her head to the side and reject the generous 'deposits' Scarlett seemed all too eager to give her, but that bunny's grip was quite strict and it made almost any struggle she attempted a wasted effort. As she gagged on the fertile bunny's cream, the gooey sludge would soon begin to fill her stomach giving her a queasy feeling as she fought to cope with her unexpected situation.

Scarlett grinned at her attempts at struggling, "How frail. Feeble. Humans are just.. Insignificant playthings.." She said before easing the head further into Rebecca's mouth. Meanwhile, one hand held the human's head firmly still and even pulled it forward and back, bobbing her lips over the meat SCHLP-GULK echoed every time the flesh brushed across her lips before bumping into the back of her throat. GLORP rang over and over in her head as her stomach was slowly being forced to balloon with cock-syrup. "Mmm.. You fill up nicely.." she groaned.

The musky scent made Rebecca dizzy and the taste was overwhelming her taste buds. It was vile and yet somehow addicting at the same time. A sickening gurgle was all she could offer the bun in return for her compliment, though it didn't seem like Scarlett was doing what she was doing in effort to hear praise from the human. Rather, it was her desire to satisfy her own needs and Rebecca's mouth just served as a convenient enough toy. She wiggled beneath the beastkin, her hands coming up to grip the bun's powerful thighs. "Mmphf... Urk... Glug... Ack!" In the otherwise silent room, the sounds her mouth and throat were making as the rabbit's length claimed her mouth in the name of Furcadia were surprisingly loud and very erotic.

Scarlett grinned down at the human. She finally released her grip and ran her own hands up along her body. She gripped around the sports bra and wrenched it up and over her head. She tossed the fabric haphazardly to the floor and gripped onto her own great endowments and gave them tight squeezes. "Oohhh.. I bet you're wondering.. Why I'm so.. Ngh.. Strong and aggressive.." She leaned in lower and gave a few delicate nips and a lick along the human's neck. "Rabbits are often prey, for you humans, right?" She growled, "We're seen as small, inferior meals.." She said before slowly pulling her hips back and unplugging the humans throat. The suction echoed in the room as the cork-like head popped free from her mouth and she slowly climbed down along her body once more. "My fur is red.. It's extremely rare.. It is often seen as a defect that can result from a pure bloodline... We are.. Hngh.." She grunted as she brushed the tip along Rebecca's folds. "Seen as weak, and to be protected.." She growled before forcing the head against the tight cunny, parting it open slightly, "Fuck that." She said angrily. A powerful hand reached up and grabbed onto the human's face once again, containing any screams of pain or pleasure that might emanate.

Rebecca gasped as that fat, rabbit dick popped free from her mouth, allowing her a chance to reclaim the precious oxygen that her lungs had been denied the past minute or so. The human panted softly as Scarlett told her story and repositioned herself with the intent to claim her second hole for the evening. While the explanation was fascinating and certainly worthy of documentation and discussing, the moment she thrusted the tip of that raw beast cock into her unprotected cunt, Rebecca understandably lost her ability to focus on academic considerations. Her eyes flashed and just as she felt a cry of pain and surprise preparing to burst form, that powerful hand clamped down around her mouth to cute her instinctive efforts to express her anguish. The rabbit's dick was made for larger partners which made it particular painful for Rebecca as her pussy would have to stretch far wider to accommodate her girth. The younger girls squirmed helplessly beneath the lagomorph, a display that would normally be performed by the bunny in most circumstances, being a prey animal.

Scarlett couldn't help but allow a sly grin to spread across her lips at the human's reaction. She let out a lewd groan, "Ngh... Like a glove.." She joked as she slowly attempted to squeeze herself deeper within. "Maybe.. A little too tight.. You'll break in, I'm sure.. I hear humans are... Durable.." She grunted as she continued to squelch into the human. Lubricating pre-seed spurt into and out from the entrance as the space was filled. While one hand remained tightly affixed to Rebecca's face, the other began to search her body, feeling along her stomach and eventually her breasts. She gave one a firm squeeze, and leaned in exceptionally close. Her rapidly twitching nose ran along the side of the human's neck as she took in her new scent. The fear and sweat from the exchange seemed to fuel her drive. She began to lick tenderly at Rebecca's flesh and go so far as to apply delicate kisses.

The way Scarlett could be so rough and unforgiving while at the same time tender and sweet was confusing to say the least. Her inner walls flexed in protest as that beastly meat continue to burrow its way deeper inch her excessively tight pussy. Rebecca hands found their way to the bun's chest, pushing back feebly against her as if to impede her progress despite the size and strength disparity and the fact that she could easily continue thrusting with her hips without moving her chest forward. If she did press closer, however, it was force her lovely mounds into the human's awkward hands. "Aah... P-Please... it... it hurts..." She whimpered softly, though the sound along with her words were almost entirely muffled by that firm grip around her face.

Scarlett could not make out the words the human attempted to reach to her with. She did feel the vibration of her voice, and hear the muffled sounds of her attempts. She continued to kiss and lick at her neck, "That's right.. Let it out.. It hurts, doesn't it..? You stupid human.. You're so lucky compared to the others.. To lay with me.." She growled, forcing herself deeper. The mound groping hand felt it's way down to Rebecca's stomach. There, a prominent bulge began to form and press into her own palm, "Mmm.. So good.." she groaned, slowly retreating the pillar from her folds before forcefully shoving it back in once more. Only at half mast, she still had so much to go. She did not know if she would be able to get it all in, but also didn't care. The human would recover.

It did hurt. It was more painful than she ever imagined sex had any right to. Scarlett put to shame any human male that Rebecca could have considered hooking up if she wasn't so busy with her studies. She had experimented with her own fingers and toys but this was her first real dick and what an introduction to sex the bunny would prove to be. She would recover, almost certainly, but if Scarlett made a habit of using her like this, would she ever be able to enjoy sex with a human once she left Furcadia? Remembering the sight of her other roommate's cock made her realize it certainly could have been worse, and yet even as over half of that meat sank itself into her, she could already feel the way her lower abdomen had shift to accommodate the size. If the bun wasn't blocking her line of sight, she would likely have noticed that bulge growing more prominent from within her own body as well.

The large crimson bun felt herself slam into something of a wall. A blockage? She grunted, "Mmm.. Already..?" She asked, "I'm barely half way.." She growled. This was unacceptable. She reared back and pounded forward once again. Once again, she was met by the wall, the entrance to her cervix. The swollen meat which throbbed inside of her, visibly pulsing out against her stomach. She shuttered at the thought and feeling of how tightly her insides enveloped her fem-cock. Rapidly now, she began to actively pump her her hips back and forth, slamming into the wall viciously.

Rebecca winced as she felt the bunny reach the limit of what her body was able to take and for half a second she felt a measure of relief. She had taken it as far as she could and either Scarlett would be unsatisfied and would abandon her efforts to make her into a beastkin sized sex toy or else she would make do with her but at least things couldn't get... worse. That hope was abruptly crushed by the feeling of a throbbing slab of bunny dick slamming into her cervix over and over again with the strength and vigor that rabbits were known for. It felt like a living jackhammer, grinding away against her cervix until, little by little, that impossibly tight entrance was battered and beaten into submission. Rebecca renewed her hopeless struggle, her pitiful cries growing more desperate as she felt such a raw sense of agony like nothing she had ever experienced. In response, her brain would begin flooding her body with endorphins and oxytocin which would help relieve some of the pain she was feeling.

Scarlett began to pant heavily and groan loudly. Her eyes rolled back as the pace at which she recklessly drilled into the human increased. The intense speed surpassed a jackhammer. The muscles in her legs tensed, ass tightened as she felt herself becoming consumed by lust. Her thrusts became vibration-like. The superhuman speed which far surpassed the capabilities of human allowed her to move with such speed that it would become difficult to unravel within her mind whether she was in or out at any instant. Meanwhile, she finally uncovered the human's mouth. Before she could scream, Scarlett's large mouth collapsed onto Rebecca's mouth in a deeply impassioned kiss. Her tongue forced it's way into her mouth and reached down into her throat. Her hands both found their way to the human's arms and kept her pinned down roughly.

That passionate kiss lit a spark deep inside her that become the catalyst for such a powerful orgasm that she almost wouldn't notice when the tip of the bunny's cock finally found purchase and began to burrow inside the smallest gap in her defenses. If Scarlett though the human's cunt had been tight, the intense pressure she would feel when the vice like grip clamped down around her shaft just beneath the head of her fat cock would most certainly give her pause. Still, it would give her time to admire the look of bliss spreading across the human's features as she finally seemed to surrender to the unexpected breeding session.

Scarlett gasped when her dick was gripped onto. She let out a grunt of pained pleasure herself, "Ungh.. Fuck.. What.. So tiiiight.." She mewled, finding it harder to maintain her rapid thrusting. Her tongue hung from her mouth, remaining in the mouth of her prey before her lips fell back onto Rebecca's, practically consuming her mouth due to the size difference. Her throbbing meat began to pulse softly, spurting small orbs of seed as her own building orgasm grew ever near. "Oh... I'm going to fill you to the brim..." She groaned, "I'm making.. You mine.." She growled.

Her eyes rolled back into her head and her mouth fell open as the rabbit dominated her mouth with the same ferocity as she had her cunt. As the beastkin continue to thrust and apply effort, she would eventually force the rest of her plump pussy buster past her cervix and into her womb. Rebecca would moan into the kiss, her arms wrapping themselves around the aggressive bun for comfort even as the uncaring lagomorph ravaged her and spilled hyper fertile seed inside of her. Could a beastkin get a human pregnant? Well Rebecca was certain to find out consider rabbits were well known for their high birth rates!

She let her head fall back as she leaned up and away suddenly. With one hand on Rebecca's face now, keeping her quiet, she lifted the human's ass up into the air so that she rested on her shoulders. After several more thrusts, she slammed one time harshly into the womb and GLORP another huge wad of cock-snot was secreted into her prey. GLORP GLORP. Thick glob after glob filled her wound and ballooned her belly as she emptied her capacity. "Haaahhhh.." She panted, tongue lulling still from her gaping maw. She then slowly began to stand up, keeping a tight grip on the human with both hands she left her head on the bed and stepped onto the face in a silencing fashion. Her hands took each ankle and straddled between her legs as lesbians often did during sex. She kept the dick buried deep into her as she continue pumping into her. GLORP GLORP SPURT. Baby batter began to spill out from around the edges of her fem-cock that drooled down her body and onto the paw which kept her face silent and firmly planted to the bed. Toes spread, allowing the gooey gravy to spill between the furry toes and onto Rebecca's face.

While their kiss earlier might have seen like one shared between devoted lovers, the way Scarlett emptied her balls into Rebecca without a care for her feelings or physical capacity made her seem much more like a living sleeve that existed solely to satisfy her new roommate. It was fortunate that Rebecca returned her hand to her mouth before hilting inside of her, consider the force of that pulsing shaft as it slammed into the back of her uterus elicited a much louder scream from the human that any sound she had made so far. With her mouth covered first by the beast's hand, then by her furry foot, the loudest sound in the room was the egregious noise of her unprotected womb being pumped full of so much rabbit spunk that it would seem impossible for her not to get pregnant unless Scarlett managed to pick just the right safe day to claim her prize. Though Rebecca could make many sounds, she could hear self being bred just as well as she could feel it happen. As the excess sperm trickled from her stretched out hole, down the bunny's legs to coat her face, she couldn't have felt more defiled... at least no one else was seeing her like this!

Scarlett kept her foot planted harshly onto Rebecca's face. The combination of jizz, sweat, and musk enveloped her face. Temporarily, the bun lost her balance and lifted the foot just enough so that the smut-cocktail would pour into her mouth before she returned to stepping onto her. "Ungh.. Not done.. Yet.. But I'm making a mess.." She growled, "Look at this.. You need more holes..." She trailed off before smirking and SCHLOP her dick squelched out from it's prison before finding it's way to the other tunnel. She grunted, and like putting on a sock, she tugged onto the human's legs, lifting her up and filling the cavity to the hilt. The lubrication did little to help. GLORP GLORP GLORP the cum continue to fill her, "Ah.. That's.. Better.." As her stomach continued to balloon out.

If her mouth wasn't covered by Scarlett's foot and occupied by a combination of bodily fluids it was certain that their other roommate, if not everyone within a half mile radius would have heard the tortured screamed as Scarlett violated her virgin ass in her quest to find another hole in which to dump her seed. How one creature could cum so much was beyond her comprehension. Was her body built for breeding multiple girls at once? Did it have something to do with how bunnies had multiple children? Was it because she had gone so long without a proper fuck? In either case, by the time Scarlett was done, Rebecca would already be showing signs of being well on her way to becoming a mother... but what would she look like in the morning? Would Scarlett actually be satisfied with this singular orgasm or would she keep at it the rest of the night? Even as her mind raced through the possibilities including whether she would actually get pregnant or some beastkin STD from this casual exchange of pleasure, she felt herself growing more than a little unwell as this second batch of cum joined that which she had dumped down her throat previously to mingle in her stomach.

Scarlett felt herself come closer to emptying out. She let out a satisfied sigh as the spunk continue to pump GLORP GLORP GLURP GLURP slower and slower. Though the quantity didn't seem to change with each throb. At some point, her stomach would not be able to house the incredible breadth of spooj that was being forced into her and only had one alternative path out. Her toes spread once again, looking down with pure bliss on her face expecting the baby gravy fountain to erupt at any moment. "Gurgle for me human.." She growled.

Rebecca groaned as she felt her stomach roiling from the generous deposits spunk occupying her bowels. There was no part of her insides that wasn't marked with the thick musk of the bunny woman's seed, and a potent scent it was. Which was kind of the point, claiming the human in her scent was one of the many ways beastkin let others know who belonged to them. If she wanted to avoid her roommate discovering this fact, however, she would need to scrub long and hard to try and remove it. Despite her best efforts to keep herself from expelling the seed filling her tummy, she could only expand so far before it would begin to leak into her esophagus giving her the nastiest feeling of indigestion she had ever experienced. She would burp, lightly, something that surprised the human, as the bile continued to build up in her throat. Tears streamed down her face as she discomfort deep within her body make her feel like she might explode, and then suddenly she felt an overwhelming desire to vomit. The sound she made, muffled as it might be, would not be pleasant.

The bunny grinned, watching her. She then dropped her suddenly onto the bed. She let out a deeply pleased sigh as she stepped over and placed a paw on either side of her body. She stood over the human as the remnants of her spunk continued to drip onto the human. A large, powerful paw lifted and then stepped onto her blown belly. Slowly, she began to apply pressure, forcing the seed which had more than reached capacity to exit her body in any directions it could, taking great pleasure in the sight as she drained into the sheets. "Good pet.. Look at you.." she giggled as she slowly knelt down to straddle her once more and gaze down into her eyes. "Maybe.. Humans aren't worthless after all.." she said quietly followed by lapping at her face, tasting her own excretions."

Rebecca felt so utterly humiliated by the forced enema via bunny spunk and the fact that she was now covered in a combination of puke, sperm, sweat, and musk at the very least. Not to mention her bed. She groaned pitifully, feeling well an truly used and yet when the bunny licked at her, she couldn't muster even the slightly resistance. The human simply shuddered and closed her eyes, trying to simply breath and suppress any further expulsions as she felt an aching pain in the deepest places of her body. "Ah..." She needed to rest. She needed a shower. But would Scarlett allow either of those things? Would she allow her fresh linens? Considering the lack of kindness that had been showed to her so far, she highly doubted it.

Scarlett smirked, watching the pitiful attempts. With remarkable ease, the rabbit scooped up the human like holding a small animal, a pet. Cradling the human, she slowly exited the room and walked to the bathroom. She lay the human into the tub and turned on the water. "This.. Stays between us.. You are mine now. Do you understand..?" she asked as she slowly stood up. She stood firmly, hands on her hips as the light reflected off her fur. The thin layer of sweat from the 'workout' moments before caused her fur to glow a brilliant scarlet. Her thick she-meat swung as her hips swayed gently, slapping against the insides of her thighs.

"Y-Yes..." She finally said as the momentary shock passed. "I... I won't tell anyone, I promise." She sat up slowly, griping the side of the tub as she peered up at Scarlett in awe. She never would have imagined a rabbit becoming such a dominating predator... but as painful as things had been that night, as least Scarlett hadn't eaten her! "And... I'll be yours." The human finally agreed after a drawn out pause. What else could she say? The bunny was offering her a mercy, or so she thought. Perhaps the legends of rabbit stamina were overblown or maybe she had spent dozens of orgasms at all once and was too tired to continue, but she truly believes that her roommate could have kept going if she really wanted. For now she was simply happy to be able to clean up. "Erm... are there any... ah... clean sheets I could borrow?"

"I'll take care of it.." She said quietly, "You just clean up.. Try to get my.. Scent.. Off you.." She laughed, knowing the task would be very difficult. She lifted one of her arms up into the air and tilted her head to the side, giving herself a whiff, "I may need a shower after you.." She said with a sigh, "Be thankful I didn't keep going.. I've got plenty more in here for you.." She said before lewdly gripping onto the low-hanging fruit between her thighs with one hand. She then turned around and began to walk away, revealing a rather tight, firm but very round ass. She stopped and jerked one hip to the side, offering a jiggle before glancing over her shoulder and throwing her hair over her back, "What's your name..?"

"Ah... Rebecca?" She blinked, feeling surprised that the rabbit could dump her spunk in her like that without even knowing her name. Spunk she could still feeling oozing out of her and would likely be burping up for the rest of the night. "And thanks, I guess." She was grateful not to have to sleep in their combined fluids and secretions, and the admission that she held back was not at all a surprise. I knew it, she thought to herself as she slumped down into the tub. Did being hers mean that this was going to be an ongoing thing? Would nightly visits become a daily ritual for them? Would she expect her to do other things, perhaps even pull an all nighter sometime? She sighed heavily. What had she gotten herself into?

She grinned, "We'll.. Keep in 'touch'.. Rebecca.. Your body will.. Adapt.. You humans are durable, like I said.." She giggled before turning and walking out of the bathroom. She shut the door behind herself and carried out the tasks of cleaning her mess. By the time Rebecca would return to her bed, everything would look as if Scarlett had never been there.

To be continued...?