The eleventh episode of our Zootopia themed community CYOA wraps up the erotic encounter, but Nighthowler, Judy Hopp's vigilante alter ego, finds herself with a new companion!

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	Nighthowler slumps forwards, resting her cheek against the damp leaf-litter of the rainforest floor. She breathes slowly, inhaling the cool, crisp, air. Warp wetness trickles down her thighs, pearly drools of cum mixing with the juices of a horny bunny. Tension rippled in her fur. Orgasm had been so close, leaving her folds puffed and needy, stiff clit swollen and begging to be touched. But it seemed her Master was, for now, sated. Strong coils slowly slithered down her body, loosely wrapping around neck and shoulders in a scaly embrace. He was heavy, but not too much.
	Pressing her paws against moist soil, Nighthowler pushes herself up, struggles onto her feet. For all the intensity of the past few minutes, it had almost been a break, compared to slogging through thick nigh impenetrable jungle. Brushing leaves and twigs from her soft fur, she bent down and grabbed her dropped flashlight and pulled some wipes from her utility belt, doing her best to mop her musky spunk-matted fur. What else?
	
	Clothes.

	Utterly naked, the misty jungle breeze brushed against her bare pelt, made her stiff nipples and slick folds feel a little colder. Shining her flashlight through the undergrowth, she couldn’t make out her catsuit.

	Did a submissive little bunny really need clothes?

	Nuzzling the two stiff cocks pressed against her twitching nose, Nighthowler idly ran a tongue along one, then the other, sampling the taste. Slick cum coated her tongue, the strong and musky flavour helping her think. A submissive bunny didn’t need clothes. She ought to be accessible. Though a heroine, a masked vigilante, maybe they were better off outfitted, protected from the elements? Her lips idly accepted one twitching shaft without thinking, idly bobbing up and down its length, sucking as casually as one would a popsicle. Pleasantly warm, nice to push against her tongue, to play with its shape.

	Whatever her choice, Nighthowler ought to make a move, lest she wind up lost in the rainforest district forever.

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	[ 1 ] Well-behaved and thoroughly brainwashed subby bunnies don’t need clothes. Looking for her catsuit would just be a waste of time, it was thrown pretty deep into the dark jungle. Better to continue without it. 

	[ 2 ] A heroine needs her costume! Even if that means stumbling around in the dark and damp looking for black leather in rainforest undergrowth. If she’s eagle-eyed and very lucky, maybe she’ll find it? Coin toss on getting her discarded suit back before continuing her adventure.

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	A scene of serpentine smut wrapped up, resulting in a companion. Not something I expected when I set out on this adventure, but people wanted it, so it got made an option. I’m sure there’s plenty of fun to be had. Short, sweet, simple post. I’ve been a little busier lately, finishing and editing a “full length” short story (4,000 to 5,000) words totally unrelated to Nighthowler or Zootopia and working on an actual game.

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