Journal of a Brief Wearing Bunny

Part 7

No Fapping Allowed

 It was a dark Friday evening, with not much going on. The neighborhood was rather quiet and, because of the cold temperature, most opted to stay inside and keep warm. The familiar household of bunnies was no different. For Dylan, he had already completed whatever homework he was assigned. While he had played video games for a bit and talked to his friends through his phone, he still had quite a bit of time on his hands. Even though it was already dark outside, it was only 6:00 in the evening. Because of this, the well-endowed bunny decided to go for one of his favorite hobbies: masturbating.

 After making sure his bedroom door was locked, checking it a couple of times, he grinned and removed his shirt, not bothering with his bottoms just yet. He liked to remove articles as he watched porn, finding it more hot that way. Sure enough, he had decided upon watching a video featuring a football star who was getting frisky with a cross-dressing male cheerleader. A classic, in his opinion. Dylan was smart, though, and connected his ear buds, making sure to only put one in.

 Previous times he watched porn, he had gotten caught numerous times. The first time, he hadn't bothered with earphones, letting the audio of loudly moaning couples fill his room as he jerked off his oversized bunny cock. However, the third night of doing this, he had gotten a text from his sister. He felt his face burn a bright red as he quickly paused the video soon after reading it. 

 "Hey, pervert, turn down the volume, I can hear your computer from my room" It had read, the message soon followed with at least 10 laughing face emojis, and even more eggplant emojis. Needless to say, he soon invested in using ear buds during his next session. This time, however, he learned that noise canceling earphones weren't a smart decision. While he could hear everything just find, he was tuned out to everything else. While his jerk-off session lasted a good hour and a half, he soon learned his lesson after having ejaculated all over himself, ready for a shower. As soon as he removed his earphones and turned around, though, he froze in place.

 His mom was standing at the door, staring with a wide eyed, blank stare, cheeks ablaze in a bright red hue. She had walked in on him to bring him clean laundry about five minutes prior, stopping to stare at her son as he masturbated and climaxed all over the place. Dylan was extremely embarrassed to have been caught, frozen in fear and humiliation. Before he could say anything, his mom covered her mouth with a hand, giggling very loudly, looking away as if she had just caught him, hurrying out of his room and shutting the door. Even more embarrassing was the fact that, after a quick and hurried clean up, he checked his phone. He had received numerous texts from his older brother Roger, who had also walked in on him. They were all pictures of himself, going to town on his dick. One of them was a five minute video of the bunny moaning and gasping, pumping away in obliviousness. 

 Because of this, Dylan was adamant about avoiding anymore humiliating experiences, so extra precautions were necessary. Fortunately for the bunny, no one had even bothered to knock on his door. As his video played out, he felt his pants grow very tight, so naturally, he began to slide them off, kicking them away. He left his smiley face briefs on, which were now starting to tent out quite a bit. Dylan watched, a hand idly stroking his covered shaft. It wouldn't be long before he saw his precum start to ooze out of the tip, giving him the clue to pull off his underwear, letting them hang around his ankles. 

 Knowing how... messy he tended to get while jerking off, the bunny reached over and grabbed some supplies. In one hand, he pumped out a very liberal amount of hand lotion, rubbing it all over his length, groaning in the process. The other would reach into a box labeled "SUPER MAGNUM XXXL SIZE GAG CONDOMS", pulling out a clear package. Using his teeth, he'd rip open the packaging and start to unroll it onto his over-sized, lubed up cock. Despite it being a very humiliating day, the bunny had discovered these condoms through his science teacher. Even though they were meant as a novelty gift, they still fit him perfectly. 

 The bunny had the timing quite right, today. His masturbation session seemed to last as long as the video, perfectly managing to cum just as the jock in the video did, making the cheerleader boy squeal in a cute manner that drove Dylan nuts (in a good way). Thoughts soon filled his mind of his two girlfriends, Cindy and Cutie, wearing cheerleader outfits. Even though his eyes were shut tightly, he could still feel the condom expand and balloon outwards as he filled it to the brim with his seed. He quickly pulled off his ear buds, letting the video end on his computer as he pulled off the over-sized, filled up rubber. He began to tie the end up so nothing would accidentally spill out. 

 Dylan slowly and quietly unlocked his door, peeking out from a small crack in the door. Thankfully, none of his siblings were around, and he knew that his mom was in her sewing room, finishing up a few commission work from some friends of hers. Now fully dressed, the bunny began to quickly, yet quietly, heave his 'work' down the hall way, his cum splashing and sloshing around. He silently found his way out of a side door where the garbage was at. Since it was quite cold, and because he didn't want to be caught carrying his nut-filled condom to the garbage, he would run to the garbage can, carefully drop it off inside, shut the lid and then hurry back inside the house. 

 Once he was back inside, he let out a bit of a sigh, wiping his forehead some. "Now for a shower..." He'd say to himself, moving down the hallway after washing his hands. Just as he was about to step into his room, he was stopped by the familiar voice of the third oldest sibling, Stevie. 

 "Been busy, Dylly?" He said with a snicker. Dylan turned to face him, seeing his older brother standing at the door of his own room. He had his arms crossed, an amused look on his face. 

 Dylan shrugged in a neutral fashion, continuing his walk to his room. "Just taking out my room's trash is all, Stevie," He replied. 

 The chubby, older rabbit rolled his eyes, a smirk on his face. "You liar. I saw your door open and didn't see you in it. A quick peek on your computer told me everything I needed to know," He said, giving a wink. His younger brother flushed heavily, his ears folding back some as he huffed. 

 "H-hey come on, man..! You don't gotta bust my balls about that. Besides, it's not like I'm the only one who masturbates in this house!" Dylan retorted, leaning against the wall as he argued with his brother. 

 Stevie shrugged, not removing his smug look off of his face. "True, but you do it the most," He continued on, checking his fingernails nonchalantly. "Hell, one could say that you're addicted to it!" 

 Dylan crossed his arms and scoffed. "I am not! Just because I have an... 'extra large unit', doesn't make me a sex addict." 

 "Oh please, you couldn't go one week without touchin' yourself." 

 "I'll bet I can go two!" 

 Stevie's eyes widened as Dylan made his bet, surprised by his statement. Soon, he stood straight and nodded. "Very well, Dylly-Willy. I'll take that bet. Two weeks without masturbating or cumming." He offered. 

 Dylan thought a little about this. Not masturbating would be relatively easy, though it would be made harder if he couldn't even climax. If the rules were simply to not masturbate, he'd just ask Cutie and/or Cindy to help him out. But with the added rule of no cumming? Automatic difficulty spike. The bunny still felt quite competitive, wanting to prove his older brother wrong. With a nod and a grin, he'd nod, sticking his hand out. "Deal. Loser has to do everyone's chores for a week?" 

 Stevie shook his hand, but also shook his head. "Too simple. Let's add to it. Loser has to do everyone's chores for a week WHILE wearing a special pair of underwear, courtesy of our mom. Winner gets to pick what kind of undies it is. Still in?" 

 The younger bunny paused for a little, thinking it over some as his brother waited patiently. On one hand, he didn't want to know what Stevie would make him wear. On the other, a malicious part of his brain wanted to see his brother get the end of the humiliation stick once. As the vision of his brother vacuuming in Disney Princess briefs filled his mind, Dylan nodded. "Yeah, I'm still in." 

 With a grin, he nodded at Dylan. "Great! Here's how it's gonna work. We're going to start this tomorrow. I'm going to throw you a bone and let you wear a condom so you don't make a mess. It also makes it easier for me, since if you come home without it on, I'll know you filled it right up," He teased with a naughty grin. "Each morning, I'll watch you put it on and each night, I'll check on it again to make sure you haven't lost the bet." 

 Dylan couldn't but think about how... weird it was for his brother to watch him put condoms on. Still, it was a good method of making sure he was keeping his end of the deal, no other alternatives coming to mind. With another nod, the bunny agreed. "Yeah, that sounds like it'll work." 

 Stevie stepped back into his room, a smug smirk back on his face. "Then game on, Dylly-Willy." He closed his door afterwards, leaving his brother alone in the hall. He stepped into his own room and shut the door. 

 He could easily win this bet, as far as he knew. He wasn't that addicted to sex! The bunny turned to his computer and closed out of the porn site. Afterwards he began to head into his bathroom to shower before dinner. 

 The rest of the night went by smoothly. Dinner was excellent, none of his siblings tried to bully him, and the rest of his night was spent talking to his friends via text. He had taken the liberty of having the three of them in a group text, making it easier for the three to communicate. While they all went over plans on what to do over the weekend, Dylan began to wonder if he should tell his girls about the bet. With a shrug, he figured they could find out later. 

 Because it was a weekend, Sharie had allowed her kids to sleep in as long as they needed. Of course, Dylan wouldn't get too much time in before he was awoken with a sharp flick on his tip. The bunny's eyes slowly opened themselves, grumbling to himself as he was awoken. The first thing he was was Stevie, standing over him with a condom in hand. His other hand was stretched out, as he had used his fingers to flick his morning wood, which was standing straight up through his blanket. Despite the embarrassment, Dylan quickly sat up, trying to shove his aching cock down in between his spread legs, eyeing up at his brother in annoyance. 

 "Jeez, Stevie, it's 9:00..." He yawned, using a hand to fix his messy hair. 

 Stevie merely shrugged unabashedly, tossing the novelty condom into his lap. "Just wanted to make sure you weren't cranking one out first thing in the mornin'." He teased. Dylan rolled his eyes and opened the packaging, moving the blanket aside and starting to unroll it onto himself. His cheeks were flushed red, seeing his brother watch him do so. Once he was done, Stevie went to leave his room. Remember, Dylly: two weeks!" He finished with a slight guffaw, shutting the door behind him. 

 Dylan rolled his eyes again and got out of bed, stretching and groaning. He was just glad that he didn't have a tendency to have wet dreams. Naughty dreams, absolutely, but he's never had an experience where he woke up with his bed sheet stuck to his dick, coating in his creamy bunny batter. 

 After the bunny dressed himself and ate breakfast, he decided to head back to his room to text his friends about their plans. They had decided to meet up at the corner to hang out, so after a quick confirmation between everyone, he began to head outside. "I'm meeting my friends, Mom, I'll be back later!" 

 "Okay, Dylly-Willy! Be good!" She'd reply to him happily. Before he left, Stevie murmured loud enough for only him and his brother to hear. 

 "Yeah, Dylly-Willy, be good~" He snickered, giving him a nudge. The bunny grumbled, not responding to him as he soon stepped out the door. 

 It wouldn't much of a walk to the corner of the street, waiting at the nearby bench for his friends, as planned. He didn't have to wait long, as Cindy soon sat herself close to Dylan's left, looking up at him happily. "Hiya, Dyl!" 

 The bunny replied with a smile and a kiss on her lips. "Hey yourself! How're you today?" He said, wrapping an arm around her waist, which she scooted into. 

 "Good so far. I'm glad the three of us could hang out today," She continued happily. The mouse wore long jeans and a bit fluffy coat to keep warm. Dylan's coat wasn't as fluffy, although his pants would be just a big and baggy. 

 "Yeah, same here. Just hope Cutie doesn't take too long, it's kinda cold out here." Fortunately, only a few minutes would pass before the familiar bunny girl appeared in front of her friends. Like the others, she was adorned in a coat, along with cute ear muffs. However, instead of pants, she wore some tight leggings. She gave a cutesy pouting face, sitting on Dylan's right.

 "Aww, you two started the love fest without me?" She cooed, pretending to be offended. Dylan snickered and leaned over to kiss her lips, letting his free arm move to her hips like he had done with the other girl. 

 "We were just getting started," Dylan flirted, making Cutie lighten up immediately and smooch him back. 

 "Hehe, good! C'mere, nerdy, lemme kiss you too," She cooed, moving around Dylan's body towards Cindy's. While she blushed considerably, the mouse moved as well and planted a kiss on the female bunny's lips. The three relaxed against the bench, talking with each other casually. 

 A few minutes, they'd stand up and go for a bit of a walk, deciding to stop by the nearby arcade. While it wasn't very big, it was a local store, which meant that it was generally in better quality, if slightly more expensive. The three lovers didn't mind and continued inside. The best part about the arcade, to them, was the fact that they had actual game machines and not just oversized phone apps. It didn't take long for the three of them to start taking turns on a "House of the Dead" game. Two of them would start off the game, with the third person sitting aside to watch. When one person died in game, they would tag out with the other and put in their quarter so they could keep going. 

 They did quite well, but even after an hour, they started to get bored of the game, instead moving on to different games. Another half hour would pass before Cutie got a text from her dad. "Aw man, dad says to head home, I gotta run errands with him." She sighed, pocketing her phone as Dylan finished up a game of Galaga. 

 "Yeah, I think it's about time I head home as well," He said, turning to the group. "It's about lunch time anyways." Soon, the three left the arcade and walked home. Of course, Cutie wouldn't miss an opportunity to flirt with her two lovers. 

 "So, Dyl, when are we gonna get another night together?~" She cooed, bumping her hips against his, fluttering her eyelashes at him in a flirty manner. Dylan flushed, but gave a shy smile. 

 "Heh, it'll be awhile. I'm doing this dumb bet with my brother." 

 Cindy turned her head, who was holding hands with the two bunnies. "Oh? What kind of bet is it?" 

 "He said I'm... well, addicted to sex," Dylan began, being cut off by a few stifled giggles from the two girls. He looked at them with an unamused frown. The two saw this and quickly stopped, though they would have huge grins. 

 "S-sorry..." Cindy apologized, Cutie nodding with her. 

 "Anyways, he made a bet saying that I couldn't touch myself or climax, or else I'd have to do everyone's chores half naked." He continued. 

 "Text me if you lose, I'd love to see that~" Cutie teased, sticking her tongue out at him. Cindy silently concurred, even though Dylan's face flushed deeper. 

 "Oh please, I'm not going to lose. I have some self-restraint, y'know." He replied, a bit indignant. 

 After a bit of silence, the mouse spoke up to him. "So uh.. how is it so far?" 

 "I just started, so it's not that bad," The bunny replied, the three of them soon back at the street corner where they all met up. During the rest of the time, he had explained the rest of the guidelines for the bet, including the condom, the two weeks, and the silly underwear wager. Once he was done, the mouse was the first to speak. 

 "Well, good luck with it, Dyl!" Cindy squeaked eagerly, standing on her tip toes to plant a kiss on his lips, which he returned. Cutie slowly let go of the mouse's hand, leaning over to do the same with him. 

 "Hope you don't burst," Cutie joked, giggling some to herself before giving another kiss to Cindy. 

 "Here's hoping," Dylan said, starting to head off towards his house, the others doing the same. "See y'all around!" He called, letting them call back at him in a similar fashion. In a few minutes, he had managed himself back into his house, just in time for lunch. 

 For the rest of Saturday and Sunday, Dylan didn't have any problems. While his bulge would twitch here and there, it never left the bunny with a full hard-on. Monday would also be easy, as he went through the whole school day with no accidents. While he had to put in extra effort to avoid Sal or any of his gang of bullies, he didn't get caught by any of them. Stevie, each time he checked in on him, would click his tongue in disappointment. It wouldn't discourage him, though, knowing that it was only the first few days and that it would only get harder for him (pun definitely intended). 

 By the fourth day, Dylan started to feel the affects of being pent up. For one thing, it took his erection much longer to soften up, and his briefs felt much tighter against his, already large, nuts. He could've sworn that they grew by an inch or two. He also felt the slick wetness of his pre a bit more often, especially after seeing Ms Redhart's buxom chest. Dylan almost managed to see the frilly flash of blue lace, too. Still, the familiar tug of his briefs in his pants made him realize he was growing aroused, so he quickly went back to his science work. 

 The fifth and sixth day, he realized that his balls were indeed growing more and more swollen, finding it harder to keep his dick in a soft state. At this point, his bunny cock stayed at an engorged 10 inches, almost constantly leaking pre into his condom. By the seventh day, he found it hard to keep his bulge hidden altogether. He had to use books, his backpack, his hands, his coat, anything to keep his erection from the viewing public. 

 Thankfully, his girlfriends would often come to his aid, either by calming him down with hand holding, gentle kisses, or even helping hide his tenting pants. Despite the fact it was getting more difficult for Dylan to hold back his habits, he knew he had one week down. Another one to go before he won the bet. 

 Unfortunately, as the eighth day started, not even the comforts of Cindy or Cutie could keep his erection from being a constant 20 inches. At this point, he started to gain hallucinations, due to his mind fogging up from being so built up. It started small, mostly being any nearby girl in just their underwear. Then the boys joined in, so it felt like he was walking around in a school of half naked students. The girls thankfully stopped him before he could join them. It was apparent his fantasies were starting to overshadow his consciousness.

 During the ninth day, Dylan thought he had a saving grace when he was cornered by Sal and his friends, pinning him to the lockers. In the bunny's mind, however, all of them were completely naked, sporting impressively large hard-ons (not big enough to beat Dylan's, but still). Despite the fact he would've lost the bet, the idea of actually being able to orgasm made him excited, his cock twitching like mad in his pants, threatening to rip them clean off of his body. 

 "H-h-hey boys!~" Dylan greeted in a manic, cheery manner. This confused them for a second, seeing his stretched out pants. "Golly, I sure hope you don't make me w-whack my fat ole bunny cock right here!~" Dylan was trying to egg them on, seeing if they'd go for it. 

 While the large orca seemed to reach down, ready to strip him, Sal grabbed his wrist and stopped him, raising an eyebrow. "What're you playin' at, Dylly?" He asked in an accusatory tone. 

 The bunny whined a bit, biting his lip as he humped forward a bit. "Come ooon! I know you wanna! J-just do it to me!" He gasped out in a breathy manner. At this point, the group had shared odd looks between each other. While they loved to humiliate the bunny, there was something... off about him. Was he setting them up? That's what it had to be, right? 

 While Dylan looked up at them expectantly, almost drooling a little, Sal turned to his group and simply said, "Let's get outta here." Soon, they quickly dispersed from the bunny, not wanting to get in trouble. Of course, the bunny groaned, almost chasing after them. 

 "W-wait come back..!" He yelled after them. He was about to start running when Cutie and Cindy ran up to him, restraining him. 

 "Jeez, this bet's making you crazy!" Cutie grunted, trying to keep him from running. 

 "Dylan, snap out of it!" Cindy squealed, looking quite worried. He slumped against their grasps, sighing in defeat. 

 "Maybe I am addicted..." Dylan murmured. The two girls shared a worried look to each other. It was one thing to tease him about stuff, but actually seeing their bunny beau depressed, beating himself up over his quirks? It wasn't fun. They decided to not leave his side throughout the rest of the school day, not wanting him to feel lonely, sad, or lose his mind if his libido acted up again. 

 By the tenth day, his mind went into overdrive. He woke up to his dick twitching and shaking like it never had before. Pre was constantly dribbling and oozing out, coating his length and shaft in a thin layer of pre-ejaculate. He did the best he could to wipe it off, but in doing so, it only sent pleasure down his entire dick. Dylan's eyes rolled back in immense pleasure, but his hands immediately let go once he realized what he was about to do. He instead opted to let the condom help hide the slick layer from ruining his underwear. 

 It wouldn't be long before the tip of the condom started to fill up, the memories of last night's dream still vivid in his overly active imagination. His two teachers, Miss Redhart and Mrs Mills rubbing their large chests together, squishing their boobs in a lewd manner. Cindy and Cutie grinding their asses against his dick. Rebel pinning him down and deepthroating him. Sal taking turns with his friends in slapping Dylan's fat balls and spanking his butt. Cindy's mom, Molly, riding his dick as hard as she possibly could. All of these thoughts and more swam around in his head, overwhelming him quite a bit. 

 At this point, it was apparent to his family that something was up with him. The way he stumbled around awkwardly, barely making eye contact with anyone and never saying anything. He twitched and squirmed a lot, unable to sit still. Stevie was still the only one of his siblings who knew of the bet, and even he was starting to grow a little concerned. Despite getting weird looks from his siblings and mom, he hurried through breakfast and ran to his room, desperately pulling his phone out to text Cindy. 

 "cindy please help, this is getting worse," He sent, hands shaking as he tried to get his mind off of dirty thoughts. As the overly horny bunny laid in his bed, erection sticking straight up through his pants, he soon received a text. 

 "on my way," it read. Dylan huffed and panted, his hands twitching as he stared at his stupid, fat, needy dick. It seemed to mock him, twitching and squirming, just desperate to cum. 

 It wouldn't take too long for Cindy to reach his house, her mom letting her do so. Molly couldn't but find it adorable how much Cindy loved being with Dylan, even if she secretly wished she could meet up with the cute bunny boy again. The smaller mouse girl ran straight to his out, stopping at the front entrance and knocking at the door as politely as she could. 

 Sharie opened the door, smiling brightly at her. "Oh, hello Cindy! Here to see Dylly?" She greeted sweetly. 

 The mouse smiled nervously, nodding. "Uh, yeah! Hope that's okay." 

 "Oh of course!" She replied, waving the mouse in and shutting the door. "I'd be careful, though, he's been acting... strange," She continued, looking concerned and curious. Cindy nodded and made her way to his room. Without waiting to knock, she hurried into his room, shutting the door behind her and turning to her high strung boyfriend. 

 He was on the bed, splayed out as his dick spasmed. At some point, he had removed his pants and briefs, laying there in just a shirt and condom. "Uuughh..." He was groaning, drooling some as the hallucinations kept coming to him. 

 "Dyl!" Cindy squeaked, hurrying over and sitting near him. "Dyl, babe, c'mon! Sit up and let's go take a cold shower..! That may help snap you out of your... whatever this is!" 

 Dylan didn't hear anything she was saying, looking over at her. In his mind, she had just strutted over to him, fully naked, a lustful gaze in her eyes. She was pulling off her glasses, looking extremely attractive to the bunny. Those beautiful eyes were to die for... 

 The bunny grinned lewdly, talking to his girlfriend as if she were really standing before him in such a manner. "Mmh... why wait for a shower, babe? Let's just do it right here~" He flirted, trying to roll over onto her to pin her. She squeaked and quickly jumped off the bed as he did so. 

 "Gah! D-dylan get a hold of yourself!" She squealed, reaching down to grip the rabbit's shoulders, trying to shake him out of his fantasies. At first, it didn't seem to work, his dumb pervy grin still evident on his face. Soon though, his hallucination went away, making way to a very scared, concerned mouse, desperate to snap him out of his little world. He blinked a few times, shaking his head and panting heavily. 

 "Gah..! J-jeez, I-I'm sorry! This has been happening more and more," Dylan panted, looking quite unhinged. Cindy patted his hands gently, peering up at him. 

 "This isn't healthy for you, Dyl, you can't keep holding it in." 

 "I know, but it won't be better if I lose the bet either..!" 

 Cindy sighed and gripped his hand. "I'll stay here with you for awhile, okay? I can keep you company and keep your mind off of these things. Will that work?" 

 Dylan looked to her pleading eyes, gulping and nodding in response. "...yeah... thank you, I do think that'll work..." 

 The mouse nodded and leaned up, planting a small kiss on his lips. Unfortunately, that was just the little spark needed to send Dylan's body into overdrive. Since it was already starved for attention, his cock took the kiss as incentive to initiate his orgasming sequence. Cindy's eyes widened as she saw Dylan's face burn a bright red, biting his lip as he tried to hold it back. 

 "Gmmf... mmhahh! Guaahh! Cuh-can't take it!" He yelled out, shaking and shuddering as his weenie twitched madly. Cindy squealed and hopped off, as if a bomb were about to go off. The moment she did, the bunny began to howl loudly, arching his neck back, letting his tongue hang free and drool. He was cumming, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. 

 He had filled the condom up quicker than he ever had before, and even then, he was still going. Cindy yelped out as she heard it bust open, splattering onto the floor, the bed, and all over the bunny. Even with the condom busted, the bunny's cock kept nutting, landing on his chest, his face, and even behind him. It must've hit the ceiling a couple of times, too. 

 The noise must have alerted someone, because his door quickly opened, revealing Stevie. He watched with wide eyes as his younger brother spent his pent up load all over his room. Thankfully for him and Cindy, they were in the "splash free zone". They continued to watch the scene unfold, not doing anything but watch. After an astounding 6 and a half minutes, the bunny was finally done. He panted heavily for a few seconds, his engorged cock in between his cum covered thighs. It didn't take long for Dylan to flop backwards, passing out. 

 Cindy and Dylan's brother stayed silent as they watched him sleep for a bit. He turned to her, ready to say something smug, but the waft of bunny pheromones soon stopped him. While it seemed to drive Cindy wild, making her blush and squirm in place, Stevie looked fairly disgusted. Before he left the room, he looked to her and said, "Well he's gonna be busy." With that, he ran out of the room, shutting the door behind him. 

 The mouse girl felt herself grow hornier just by being present of the sight of her boyfriend, covered in his own semen. Still, it was wrong to take advantage of unconscious people, so she did nothing but kiss his head, brushing his hair lovingly. "Oh Dyl..." She hummed gently. As she felt her own panties start to drip, she squeaked and hurried out. She now had business of her own to deal with. 

 When Dylan had awaken, he was greeted by Stevie, standing over him, wearing a face mask. The bunny sighed and groaned out in defeat. "Damn... I-I really am addicted, aren't I?" 

 "Perhaps, though for our sake, that's probably a good thing," Stevie added, looking at the big mess. "You were tweaking hard, bro." 

 Dylan managed to sit himself up, his arms wobbling a bit. "So I guess that means I lost, huh?" 

 "Oh big time," Stevie laughed. "Still, I feel partly responsible for this, so I'm gonna help." He replied, holding up two hands. One held a garbage bag, the other held a mop. Both hands were adorned in gloves. "You go shower and I'll have your room spotless like you never came." 

 The bunny managed a grin, fully embarrassed at this, but grateful. "W-wow, thanks, Stevie..." He groaned weakly, starting to get up and head to the shower. 

 Right before he entered, he heard him clear his throat. "You still gotta wear what I tell ma to sew, though." Dylan's ears folded back at this, entering the bathroom. To be honest, though, at this point, he welcomed it. It had to have been less exhausting than not cumming for two weeks. 

 Sure enough, when Dylan stepped out of his shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, he had fresh sheets, clean walls, floors, and ceiling. Any dirty clothes were removed, his brother nowhere to be found. The bunny smiled a bit and dressed himself. 

 Of course, his optimism wouldn't last long. Because he still lost the bet, Stevie had to bring up a design choice for Dylan to wear. It wasn't long before he heard him talk to his mom about making a very special pair of underwear. Judging from how excited she sounded, she was more than happy to make whatever it was he was going to have to wear for the next few days. 

 It wouldn't take Sharie long at all to finish it, waiting for Dylan in his room after coming home from school one day. She was grinning ear to ear, holding it in her hands. "Surprise! Your brother told me about how you've been wanting a special pair of undies, so I made you these, Dylly-Willy!" The bunny gulped, eyeing it over. Instead of being briefs, Stevie had requested a jock strap, which made Dylan feel like he had a pit in his stomach. If briefs weren't embarrassing enough, a jock would cover even less. The trim and waistband was white, but in bright purple letters around the thick waistband read the following words. 

 "MOMMY'S BIG BUNNY" 

 Dylan's face burned in embarrassment as he saw this. It only got worse when he saw the actual fabric. It also had a white background, but to pattern the pouch, it was covered in lipstick marks of every conceivable color. Naturally, there was no back to the jock strap. 

 Sharie looked at him expectantly as he gently took the pair from her, grinning awkwardly. "Er... th-thanks... mom..." She quickly pulled him into a tight hug, which he slowly returned, her bosom in his face. 

 "Oh you're so so welcome, Dylly-Willy! Don't hesitate to give me more requests, my special bunny bun!" She cooed lovingly at him. She soon let him go, giving him room to breath, face red as an apple. Instead of leaving, she tilted her head a bit. "Go ahead, Dyl! Try em on!" She giggled excitedly. Dylan's ears fell back, gulping and squirming. 

 "U-uh..." He didn't know what to really do at this point. Did she really want him to strip and try this on now? He did a quick look to his door, seeing three pairs of eyes peek in. He wanted to disappear, but couldn't refuse his mother. She looked too giddy and eager to say no to. He sighed and nodded, stripping naked, as was habit. She was always the type to have him try clothes on nude, so she could get a better look at how they fit. 

 It wouldn't take long for the bunny to exchange his Superman briefs with his new jock strap. He flushed brightly as he heard everyone giggle. Sharie, more for the fact about how perfectly it seemed to fit him, and his siblings for the fact that he was wearing it. To Dylan, it felt... weird. It had all the support of briefs in the front, stretching to fit his endowment perfectly, but his ass was out in the open. With how it was designed, it also seemed to give his cheeks a bit of a push upwards, accentuating his bottom. After giving a gesture for him to turn around and model in it, which he reluctantly did. 

 After the little show, Sharie smiled at her son and sighed. "You can get dressed now, baby. Once you do, it's your turn to vacuum the house." She cooed sweetly. Dylan turned his gaze to his door. Roger was shaking, as if ready to burst with laughter. Melissa had her phone out, recording the entire thing. As for Stevie, he had an eyebrow raised, a smug look forming. He gave a single nod. Dylan knew what this entailed. 

 With a wide, fake smile, the half nude bunny turned back to his mom, trying to not sound nervous. "U-uh actually, mom... c-c-could I just... vacuum in my... new underwear?" 

 Sharie looked surprised, eyes wide in disbelief. "...you wanna do chores in your new undies, baby?" 

 The youngest bunny stayed quiet for a second or two, face red in humiliation. "...yeah," He replied dumbly. 

 His mom looked as if she was about to cry in happiness. With a squeal, she hugged him once again, shoving him into her large bosom. Of course, it was even more embarrassing this time, since he was essentially half naked. As his siblings let out a mocking 'awwww!' at him, he did everything in his power to keep his mind from having dirty thoughts. His bulge twitched a tiny bit in his lipsticked jock. 

 She finally let him go, gently pushing at his tush. "Oh, Dylly-Willy, you wear those as much as long as you want to! If they get dirty, I'll immediately wash them just for you, bunny buns!" 

 Dylan muttered a small "thank you," to her before heading to go get the vacuum cleaner. She remained in his room for a bit, sighing in happiness. As he passed his siblings, they naturally didn't take long before they started mocking him. 

 "Don't forget my room, bunny buns~" Melissa laughed, waving at him with one hand while the other kept holding onto her phone, which was still rolling his walk of shame.

 "Cute undie-wundies, Dylly-Willy!" Roger snickered. 

 "I'm sure your girlfriends will love em!" Stevie called to him. Dylan didn't make any sort of retort, his tail twitching behind him in irritation, which only made his siblings laugh at him more. Apparently, they found his annoyed tail twitch adorable. 

 This was going to be a looooong week...