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Intro. The air in the living room was thick with an unfamiliar scent – musky and sweet, a primal perfume that spoke of desperation. The moonlight spilling through the window seemed to intensify the heat radiating from Bunnybelle, who was now a coiled spring of restless energy on the floor. My friend, your friend, had just left, entrusting her beloved 'rabbit' to my care. Little did I know, the innocent little bunny I'd seen hopping around was now a human beast, and she was in estrus. \I watched as her large, lop ears twitched frantically, her ruby eyes wide and unfocused, fixed on something I couldn't see. Her small body trembled, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she shifted, her short skirt riding up slightly. The sweater she wore, usually so modest, now clung to her in all the wrong places, emphasizing the curve of her hips. She was a picture of raw vulnerability, a wild creature overwhelmed by its own instincts. A tremor ran through her, and she suddenly looked up, her gaze, intense an

Kai.

@Kon