“Great job out there today, Kayla! Gimme a high-five!”

Kayla jumped up and smacked her paw against her coach’s. Her shoes landed with a squeak on the gym floor.

“Thanks!”

“I don’t know what was different about you today - but whatever it was - keep it up!”

“Okay!”

Kayla smiled proudly and bounded over to her teammates who were already gathering up their bags. The young bunny cub said bye to her friends and left the gym. As she left the school and started to walk home, she thought about what the coach had said.

“Coach was right. Something has felt different…” Kayla admitted to herself, looking down at her feet. Her shoes scuffed along the sidewalk as she walked. She racked her brain trying to think of what it could possibly be. An unlucky stone that lay in her path took the brunt of her frustration and she kicked it. The rock went flying off until it pinged against a nearby street light.

“I guess I do feel kinda…horny,” Kayla thought, feeling her face flush a little as she mentally said the word. “Stupid Kieran! It’s your fault I’m like this! Why do you have to be at your stupid baseball camp...” She blew out a large, annoyed breath, puffing out her cheeks in the process. All Kayla could think about were her and Kieran’s past “experiences.” She replayed them in her head, a slight smile growing on her face as she looked back on them fondly. In fact, the young bunny was so caught up in reminiscing that she nearly walked right past her house.

Kayla quickly doubled back and walked up to the front door, pulling out her house key and unlocking it. Once inside, she threw her bookbag down against the wall and kicked off her shoes. She stretched, reaching high above her head, winding her arms and clasping her paws together. Her pink nose twitched as she sniffed the air. Lowering one arm, she pulled down the sleeve of her volleyball jersey and sniffed inside.

“Bleh!” Her face contorted and she stuck out her tongue dramatically. “Guess I need a shower…” she said aloud to the empty house.

With Kieran at his week long baseball camp and both of their parents still at work, the house was hers for the next couple hours. Not that she had any grand plans. Her idea of a good time when the house was completely empty was watching cartoons and eating junk food.

Kayla ran up the stairs, already starting to strip off her blue jersey by the time she had reached the top. She pulled the jersey over her head and tossed it into her room as she walked by towards the bathroom. The topless cub entered the bathroom she shared with her brother and shut the door. Humming to herself, she reached behind the shower curtain and turned on the faucet, pulling the knob up to start the shower.

As she waited for the water to heat up, Kayla undressed the rest of the way. She pulled down her black, spandex volleyball shorts and slid them down her legs. Underneath, she wore navy blue panties with a pattern of small, light-pink hearts covering them. Something caught Kayla’s eye as she removed her underwear. She lifted them up to get a better look in the light.

“What the…?” Kayla said aloud as she inspected them.

Thick, slimey cub-juices coated the crotch of her panties. Kayla’s secretions looked more white and opaque than their normal clear color. She sighed and shrugged, dropping them on the floor. Looking at her naked self in the mirror, as if commiserating with someone that understood how she felt, she shouted. “Probably because I’m so [i]FUCKING HORNY![/i]”

The young bunny girl’s yell echoed throughout the house. It was unusual for her to cuss normally, but, for some reason, she just felt like it. Not to mention, she might as well take advantage of the rest of her family not being around.

Steam clinging to the bathroom mirror let Kayla know that the shower was ready. She pulled back the curtain and stepped inside. After a couple quick adjustments to the water temperature, Kayla began to shower as normal.

She washed her long, white ears with her paws and switched to a pink, fluffy loofah when it was time to wash the rest of her body. The near-empty bottle of body wash squirted with a funny noise as Kayla finished emptying its contents onto her loofa. Kayla couldn’t help but giggle at the sound, but immediately felt stupid and juvenile for doing so.

“So what! I’m a cub, ain’t I!?” she retorted aloud to an unknown adversary that she felt was judging her childishness.

In a huff, she started scrubbing away at her arms with the loofa, the body wash sudsing up nicely as she did. However, when Kayla finally got to washing “down there,” she couldn’t help but feel a little bit excited. She shoved the loofa between her legs and pushed it back and forth between her thighs, feeling it slide against her privates.

A needy breath escaped her lips as the pleasurable tingling from the scrubbing tickled up her spine. Kayla stopped and felt guilty. Not to mention a little embarrassed, for some reason. Her heart was pounding and she could feel that her face was warm.

Kayla had never really masturbated per se; sure there had been times she had touched herself out of curiosity or maybe felt a tinge of pleasure when washing or moving in a certain way or maybe on a bumpy car ride, but she had never explicitly pleasured herself. For some reason, the thought of doing so had always made her feel...dirty.

“Maybe just a little more…I was pretty sweaty,” Kayla needlessly justified to herself as she thrust the loofah back between her legs. She washed a bit more vigorously this time, varying the pressure until she found something that was comfortable. However, again, after only a few seconds, she stopped.

It felt good, but apparently not good enough to shut out the voice in her head that was telling her, “No. You’ve washed enough down there. Move on.”

The young bunny cub’s shoulders slumped in disappointment and she finished washing her legs and feet. She turned to face the shower head, letting the water rinse the soap off her naked body. Kayla leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of the warm water soothing her tired muscles.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the shower head sitting in its cradle. It was the type of shower head that was really a wand, connected via a flexible metal hose, that could be set into the plastic cradle to use as a normal shower. Synapses fired in Kayla’s mind as the more deviant side of her brain tried to determine more excuses for seeking pleasure.

“Well, I should be sure that I’ve [i]rinsed[/i] down there too…”

Kayla reached up and grasped the handle of the shower head in her paw and lifted it free. In retrieving it, she accidentally sprayed herself in the face with the water. “Ahh~!” She shut her eyes and turned her face away, spitting out the water that had gotten in her mouth. There had never really been any need to use any of the other functions it had, so Kayla had never used it as anything other than a normal shower head.

The young bunny cub stood sideways in the tub and spread her legs apart. She guided the shower head between her legs and rotated it so it was spraying upwards at her privates.

Almost immediately that sensation of pleasure was back, but much more intense this time. It made Kayla take an ever wider stance, the position somewhat awkward. She remembered the shower head had a “massage” feature so she reached down with her free paw and rotated the outer ring.

Powerfully intense, rapid-firing bursts of water spat from the wand. Kayla redirected it at her pussy. She sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth and immediately pointed the barrage of water away from her sensitive bits.

“Too much.”

She rotated the ring back to the normal setting and resumed “rinsing.” The pleasant tingling returned and Kayla shifted her feet, planting them firmly in tthe bottom of the tub. She had to maneuver the shower head a bit until she found a spot that felt really good; she settled on a spot where one of the many, tiny jets of water was spraying directly against her pronounced clitoris that was peeking out from between her labia.

“Mmmm~~” Kayla closed her eyes and lifted her head, making sure to keep her paw in place. She thought about the first time Kieran had fucked her; getting her back for a prank she had pulled with a friend. At the time she had been annoyed and even a little scared, but looking back on it, it was definitely enjoyable and the start of when she and Kieran began fooling around.

Kayla continued to stand still, letting the running water do its job. She could feel the tension building between her legs, the pleasure increasing in the continuous spray of warm water. The young cub put her paw against the tile wall, bracing herself. A small moan escaped her lips but mostly she was silent. Her breath was quick. Her heart was racing.

The dam of pleasure welling up within her burst and Kayla cried out as she gave herself an orgasm. Her legs trembled as her muscles strained. Her hips bucked as her young body tried desperately to fuck a cock that wasn’t there. Her knees wobbled and if it wasn’t for her arm bracing against the wall, she would have surely collapsed into the tub. Kayla rode out the crashing waves that rippled through her body.

When her climax had ended, she moved the shower head away and took a second to catch her breath.

“I can’t believe...I could have been doing that...[i]all this time[/i]!”

Definitely a new element to add to her typical shower routine.

Kayla finished showering and turned off the water, stepping out onto the bath mat, dripping wet. She pulled her towel off of the towel rack and dried herself off. Her long ears flopped around as she rubbed the towel on her head.

“Man, I’m thirsty!”

She was about to put the towel around her waist and chest as she normally would but stopped.

“Why bother! It’s not like anyone is gonna see me naked!”

Defiantly, she hung her towel back up on the rack and picked up her underwear and shorts from the floor. She threw open the bathroom door and marched down the hall, tossing the rest of her clothes into her room as she walked by. The young bunny girl went proudly down the steps, completely nude, and into the kitchen. She snatched a glass from the cabinet, filled it at the fridge with cool water, and took several large gulps.

“Ahh~!”

The cool water wasn’t the only thing that she found refreshing. There was something about walking around the house naked that just felt so freeing. For some reason, being naked just felt…right; it felt like it was the thing to do. It made Kayla feel rather giddy and excited, so she decided to take full advantage of it and visit all the rooms in the house. She even went so far as to go out into the empty garage and do a little goofy dance.

When she finally got to Kieran’s room, she called out as if taunting him, “Kiiieeeeraaaan, I’m in your roooooom. [i]Naaaaaaked[/i]!” She giggled at her own playfulness and then quickly realized that her being naked in his room would probably be exactly what he wanted. Her lips pursed and her shoulders slumped as some of the fun of her “victory” deflated.

“Hmmm…”

Kayla eyed her brother’s dresser and stroked her chin thoughtfully. She meandered over to it and started pulling open the drawers until she found the one she was looking for: his underwear drawer.

“Jackpot.”

She excitedly pulled out a pair of plaid boxers and held them up to her face. She sniffed at them but was disappointed to find they only smelled like laundry detergent. Kayla honestly wasn’t sure why she had even done that in the first place – it was like her subconscious had told her to do it.

“Oh, duh…” she said to herself, “They’re clean.”

Her eyes scanned her brother’s room, looking for his laundry basket. She spotted it in the corner but was disappointed to see that it was empty – an unusual sight to be sure.

“Mom must have done it while he’s gone…”

Still holding her brother’s underwear, Kayla got another idea. She slipped her feet through the holes and pulled them on. She giggled and stomped around his room, mocking his voice, her arms bent at her sides as if trying to appear larger than she was.

“I’m Kieran. Durr, durr, baseball. Shortstop, outs, blah blah blah.”

The young bunny girl stopped and looked down, feeling a bit more breezy than her underwear normally did; the small flap on the front of the boxers was slightly open and she reached inside. Her fingers grazed her labia and sent a slight tingle through her.

“Huh… That must be where he puts his [i]PENIS[/i] through!” Kayla put a strong emphasis on the word “penis,” practically shouting it. Again she giggled and started to slip out of Kieran’s boxers but stopped halfway down. She pulled them back up and decided that there was something exciting about wearing them and nobody needed to even know.

Kayla quickly closed his dresser drawers and scurried back to her room. She threw on her usual tank-top and black shorts that she used for lounging around the house. After a quick check to make sure that Kieran’s boxers were covered by her shorts, Kayla smiled triumphantly at her devious plan.

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That night at dinner, Kayla kept glancing at her parents, wondering if they knew about what she had been doing all afternoon around the house. Logically, she knew that they didn’t, but still...it gave her anxiety to think about them somehow finding it out.

“Hey mom…”

“What’s up sweetie?”

“When’s Kieran coming home?”

“His baseball camp ends on Friday, so he should be home Friday afternoon I think. Why do you ask?”

“No reason.”

Kayla stirred the mashed potatoes on her plate with her fork.

“Aww, do you miss your big brother?” Kayla’s mom gushed, smiling at her cub.

“Psh. As if!”

After dinner, Kayla helped clean up and headed up to her room to work on homework. The whole time she was thinking about the fact that she was wearing Kieran’s underwear; it made it incredibly hard to concentrate on her work. Occasionally, she would wiggle her hips, just to remind herself that they were there, since they felt much different than the panties she typically wore.

When bedtime rolled around, Kayla said goodnight to her parents downstairs and headed up to the bathroom to get ready. She washed her face and made silly faces at herself in the mirror, something she occasionally did. Next was her teeth. The electric toothbrush she and her brother shared sat on its charging station. It wasn’t as though they shared the actual [i]brush[/i] part of the toothbrush, just the main unit; there were interchangeable heads that they would swap out. Kayla’s brush was pink and Kieran’s was blue.

She clicked on the toothbrush and started to brush her teeth. The toothbrush buzzed in her paw, the vibrations traveling up her arm.

All the sudden, Kayla realized that she was still maybe a bit hornier than she had previously thought. Devious thoughts filled her mind. She quickly finished brushing her teeth and rinsed her mouth. She held the head of the toothbrush under the water, making sure to give it a really good rinse.

Kayla turned around and delicately locked the bathroom door, trying to do so silently, before going over to the toilet. She pulled down her shorts and “her” underwear, letting them fall around her feet and sat down on the toilet. With the electric toothbrush still in her paw, she spread her knees apart. She clicked on the brush and looked at it buzzing in her paw.

For a moment, she considered taking the head of the toothbrush off completely, but ultimately decided against it; there was just a metal bar inside and she was worried it would hurt her.

“I’ll just wash it really good after,” she justified to herself, deciding to leave the plastic head on the toothbrush.

Slowly, she brought the vibrating toothbrush down between her legs. She rotated it around so that the bristles were at least pointing outward, deciding that they’d be too scratchy. At last, she pushed the head of the brush against the top of her slit. The small plastic head slipped between her lips.

“Oh fuck~!” Kayla whispered as the intense, but pleasurable, buzzing sent a shock through her body. She varied the position of the toothbrush, as well as the pressure, until she found a combination that felt [i]incredibly[/i] good. The toothbrush buzzed away and in no time her clitoris had emerged from underneath its protective hood, stimulated by the rapid vibrations.

Kayla’s breathing became shaky as she felt her climax building rapidly. She closed her eyes and recalled her brother licking her in the canoe at the lake. It was pure bliss…

[i]Knock, knock, knock.[/i]

A knock on the bathroom door. Kayla immediately switched off the toothbrush and listened.

“Kayla? You okay in there sweetie?” her mother asked, her tone concerned, yet not overly so.

Kayla muffled her voice, trying to make it sound like her mouth was still full of toothpaste.

“Yeah mom, just brushing my teef!”

“Oh, okay. Well, dad and I are going to bed. Once you’re done in there, you go to bed too, okay?”

“Okay mooom~”

Kayla waited for the sound of her parent’s door closing before clicking the toothbrush back on. To her surprise, she was able to pick right back up where she left off. The feeling of being close to the edge hadn’t diminished at all during the sudden interruption. And after about thirty more seconds, Kayla came. Her knees clasped together as a powerful orgasm overtook her small body. Her hips wiggled on the toilet seat, but Kayla kept the toothbrush held firmly in place against her clit. She had to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning, aware that doing so now would almost certainly be noticed by her parents. She bounced up and down slightly, again her body trying to ride an imaginary cock.

Before her climax had subsided, Kayla had to pull the toothbrush away, the intense stimulation becoming too much for her overly sensitive nub – so much so that it almost hurt. She clicked it off and examined the brush head; to her surprise it didn’t really seem all that different than before. There was maybe a little bit of something on the plastic. She wiped it off using a square of toilet paper and set the toothbrush down on the counter.

Next, she spread her legs back open and examined herself, worried that she had somehow injured herself. Though her pussy was somewhat swollen from arousal, everything appeared to be intact. However, one thing did catch Kayla’s eye: there was a single strand of clear fluid, dangling from her pussy lips. It was stretched far enough that it was nearly touching the water.

Kayla rolled off a pawful of toilet paper and reached between her legs with it, wiping herself. That was when she felt it; she was wet. [i]Really[/i] wet. Quite literally, dripping. She examined the wad of toilet paper. Her clearish-white juices were barely visible against the soft, white paper. Still, she could tell there was a lot of it.

All the excitement had made Kayla need to pee. She used the toilet and flushed before pulling her shorts back up. As she was about to leave the bathroom she paused, grabbing the electric toothbrush. “You’re coming with me,” she said slyly to the device. After flicking off the light, Kayla peeked out into the hallway, checking that the coast was clear before hurrying back over to her room. She quickly closed the door behind her and locked it.

Her heart was pounding, fluttering with anticipation. Kayla crawled into bed, not even bothering to turn off her lamp. She threw the covers over her head and grasped the toothbrush firmly in her paw. However, she hesitated, worried about getting [i]her[/i] brush dirty.

“Hm…”

She got back out of bed and darted across the hall. Once in the bathroom, she quickly swapped her brush head for her brother’s, snapping it securely into place.

“Heh…”

Kayla scurried back across the hall and into her room. She eagerly threw the covers back over her head and clicked on the toothbrush, feeling it vibrate in her paw once more. With her free paw, Kayla pulled her shorts and Kieran’s boxers away from her body and shoved the toothbrush down her pants. However, it was rather difficult and cumbersome to try to maneuver the improvised vibrator into position with her clothes still in the way. She sighed and clicked the toothbrush off again and hopped out of bed, remembering how freeing it felt earlier to be completely naked.

The anticipation continued to build in the young bunny as a seemingly endless stream of obstacles stood between her and sexual satisfaction. Kayla quickly stripped out of her clothes, leaving them scattered across her bedroom floor. She crawled back into bed and eagerly switched on the toothbrush and guided it between her legs. A soft moan escaped her lips as she pressed the plastic part of Kieran’s brush against her clitoris.

It quickly became unbearably hot underneath the covers, almost as if she had a fever, and Kayla tossed them aside. She traveled back in her mind to the fun that her and Kieran had had in the camper, right underneath (or rather, above) their parents’ noses. As her magic button buzzed under the toothbrush, she couldn’t help but crave more. What she really wanted was Kieran inside of her.

She paused briefly and reached over to her nightstand, grabbing hold of a green marker that was within reach. The young bunny girl guided the marker towards her entrance and pushed it into her vagina. It didn’t feel nearly as nice as Kieran's cock did, but it was at least [i]something[/i] inside of her helping fulfill the craving of [i]needing[/i] to be filled, even if only to a small degree. The marker slid in with ease, aided by the fact that this extremely horny cub was so incredibly wet. She let the tension of her walls hold the marker in place while she focused on the toothbrush. It didn’t matter that the marker wasn’t moving, she just wanted something [i]in[/i] there.

Kayla’s free paw roamed her naked body as she masturbated with her big brother’s toothbrush. She massaged her flat chest, grazing her fingers against her pink nipples. Her nipples were hard, standing out against her white fur. She rubbed them a little more, enjoying the sensation as the erogenous nerves were stimulated.

Her mind wandered to all the times Kieran had done things to her butt, either on purpose or on accident. Before she even realized what she was doing, her free paw had wandered underneath her butt and was squeezing her cheek. She hesitated for a moment but ultimately decided she didn’t care; nobody was there to judge her and she was curious. The bunny girl inched her finger up and pressed it against her tailhole until finally the tip of her finger slipped inside.

Another moan reverberated in Kayla’s throat. The young cub was in sexual bliss: a marker shoved inside her pussy, fingering her own asshole, and using her brother’s toothbrush as a vibrator for her clit. She had never experienced so many simultaneous sources of pleasure.

“Mmm, fuck me Kieran…” she moaned softly as she imagined their secret beach where he had mounted her from behind. She felt her face flush at her own words but didn’t care. She wanted him so badly. [i]Needed[/i] him. Kayla would have given anything to feel him shooting his “white stuff” inside of her. What did he say it was again? Semen?

She fantasized about the feeling of the sudden burst of warmth inside of her, followed by the rhythmic pulsing of his member. The thought finally sent her careening over the edge; a truckload of pleasure with no brakes. Her body arched, lifting her hips high off of her bed. Still, she kept the toothbrush pressed firmly against her clit, her finger hooked inside her asshole. The marker, however, shot out of her wet pussy as her vagina clamped down hard on it, trying in vain to milk it for cum. Kayla moaned into her closed mouth as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed through her. She felt herself get even wetter, could feel it dripping onto her paw, sliding over her finger that was buried in her butthole. For a brief moment she was worried she had peed herself, but it was far beyond her control or concern at this point. Her whole body seemed to writhe and jerk involuntarily and she rolled onto her side. It was simply more pleasurable sensations than a cub her age was meant to experience, more than her brain was meant to handle.

And she loved every minute of it.

As soon as her climax seemed to ease up, Kayla withdrew the toothbrush, her sensitive clit demanding reprieve. She pulled the finger out of her butt as well, embarrassed that she had done it – even though there was nobody to be embarrassed for.

Kayla clicked off the toothbrush and sat up in bed, panting heavily.

“Where’d the marker go…?” she asked herself, looking around, confused. She could feel that it was no longer inside of her, but couldn’t see it. Her eyes grew wide when she finally spotted it; the marker had shot clear past the foot of her bed, landing on the carpet below.

“Wow…”

She looked down and noticed something else surprising: wet stains on her sheets, stretching outwards from between her legs. Kayla panicked, worried that she really had peed the bed. She bent down and sniffed at the stains, but was relieved that they didn’t seem to smell.

“So it’s…not pee? It’s probably just from when the marker…” she told herself.

Kayla was partially correct, but she was simply too naive and innocent to know what had really happened; she had made herself squirt. The stains were in fact, young-bunny-girl-cum; excess natural lubricant that her body had produced in intense excitement.

Next up to be inspected was the toothbrush itself. This time, the head of the toothbrush, including the bristles, were completely coated in Kayla’s juices.

“Oops…” she said softly. However, she quickly smirked and shrugged her worries away. “Good thing it’s Kieran’s.”

Kayla turned out her light, dropping the toothbrush in the process. She accidentally rolled on top of it.

“Ow!”

She reached under her back and pulled it out from underneath her. And, deciding to forgo sleep a little longer, Kayla clicked on the toothbrush once more. The powerful, rapid buzzing was music to her ears. In the end, she buzzed her way to two more orgasms, albeit each less powerful than the first, before finally passing out and drifting off to sleep around midnight.

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Kayla felt like a zombie the next morning.

“So. Tired.”

She rubbed her sleepy eyes with the back of her paw. When she went to the bathroom she saw that she had dark circles under them – a product of staying up late masturbating. However, Kayla was surprised to find that her tiredness faded quite quickly.

As she got ready for school, Kayla found that she felt, in fact, rather girly today - a change from her rather tomboyish presence. She pulled open the top drawer of her dresser to pick out some new underwear and opted for a pair of cute, light pink panties with a tiny pink bow on the front. Giving a single satisfied nod, she closed the drawer and pulled on the panties. It felt good to embrace her femininity.

Thinking of underwear, Kayla was reminded of Kieran’s boxers, which were still in her possession. She had slept in them all night, in fact. She picked them up off the floor and inspected them.

“Definitely not so clean anymore,” she remarked aloud, noticing the stains of vaginal secretions she had left in and on them. After she finished getting into her school uniform, she decided to simply fold them back up and put them back where she found them. After all, finding them in the otherwise-empty laundry basket would be suspicious. Besides, it’s not like Kieran would ever even notice. And even if he did, he probably wouldn’t care or would think it was his own [i]stuff[/i].

“I’m off to school!” she called out to her mom as she started to leave the house.

“Have a good day!” her mother called out after her.

“Good, nothing unusual about her response. They don’t know a thing,” Kayla thought to herself with a smile as she headed out the door.

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The school day seemed to drag on for an eternity. All Kayla could think about, all day, was sex. All the different times her and Kieran had done it. All the places they had done it. Even the time she had done it with Kieran’s friend, right after losing her virginity to Kieran.

[i]Sex, sex, sex, sex[/i]

When the ending bell did finally ring out, Kayla hurried out of the school and started to briskly walk home. She was relieved there was no volleyball practice today, for there was only one thing on her mind.

Kayla rushed inside the house and closed the front door behind her, making sure to lock the deadbolt. She threw down her bag and scampered up the stairs loudly, hurrying to the bathroom. However, when she looked at where the toothbrush would normally be, she was surprised to find it missing.

“What the…?”

For a second, her heart skipped a beat.

Had her parents found out?

Had they taken it away from her?

She ran to her room and started digging through her bedding. There, hidden among her covers, was the electric toothbrush.

“I [i]knew[/i] I forgot to do something this morning!” she remarked to herself aloud.

Her thumb pressed down on the button.

Nothing.

She clicked it again.

Still nothing.

“Nooooo! I forgot to charge it!” Kayla lamented, tossing her head back in exasperation.

She sulked to the bathroom and set the toothbrush on its charger, a little red light indicating that the dead batteries were charging. Annoyed, Kayla stomped back to her bedroom and sat down on the edge of her bed in a huff and sighed loudly.

“What am I supposed to do now? I was looking forward to that all day…” she whined.

Kayla swung her feet, kicking them in the air as they didn’t quite touch the floor.

“I could take another shower?” she pondered deviously. However, she didn’t really feel like getting all wet right now. …Even if she was already wet in some ways.

“God, why am I so horny!?” she yelled out loud, the question echoing throughout the house.

A thought crossed her mind, one that she was surprised hadn’t crossed her mind already.

“Could this be…? No, I’m still too young…Right?”

The young bunny girl hopped up off of her bed and headed back downstairs, making her way to the family computer that was in the living room. She pushed away the office chair and rolled over her mom’s green exercise ball that she preferred to sit on. In no time she had logged on and brought up Google, ready to enter her search.

“Heat in rabbits,” she typed, striking the enter key.

A list of results appeared, with the first one being a link to Wikipedia. The article was more generic, and with a much more complicated title: “Estrus in Anthropomorphic Mammals.” She started reading, mumbling the words softly to herself as she did.

“[i]Estrus, or “heat” as it is sometimes called, is the fertile period, marked by increased sexual arousal, experienced by most female anthropomorphic mammals. Many species experience estrus including canines, felines, and leporidae (rabbits and hares). Anthropomorphic females in estrus exhibit many of the same characteristics that their feral/beastial counterparts do: increased sexual excitement, moderately heightened aggression, elevated body temperature, and increased pheromone production. However, unlike their feral counterparts, female anthropomorphs experience estrus much more frequently, typically on a monthly basis (much like the human ovulation cycle).[/i]”

Fascinated, she read on.

“[i]During estrus, a female will release one or more eggs (depending on whether or not the species is prone to having litters), and she will become exceptionally receptive to sex. Her body will become warmer and her vaginal lubrication will increase to help facilitate mating. It is thought that the increase in warmth and “wetness” makes the act of mating much more pleasurable for males, encouraging them to mate with females that are in heat over females that are not. Additionally, the act of mating also feels much more pleasurable for females. This increased pleasure encourages more frequently mating, which can help ensure successful fertilization. Males are often able to instinctively identify females that are in heat by their scent. This scent can trigger males to rut, dramatically increasing their desire to mate.[/i]”

Kayla could feel a tingling sensation coming from between her legs as she read about mating and fertilization. She swallowed excitedly and continued to read.

“[i]Females that are in heat often report that they feel much more aggressive around other females, and much more submissive when around males.[/i]”

The young bunny girl thought back to volleyball practice yesterday and how even her coach had noticed a change in her performance and play style. “Could that be why I was playing better?” Kayla asked herself aloud. She scrolled down further in the article until a section caught her eye: “[i]Estrus in Cubs[/i]”

“[i]Most female cubs will experience their first estrus at the onset of puberty, around 8 to 12 years of age. Often, estrus will be one of the first indications of puberty, occurring even before the development of secondary sexual characteristics (breasts, pubic hair, etc.). Typically, the first several estrus cycles a girl experiences will be “anovulatory” – meaning no egg(s) are actually released. This can actually be true for up to one to two years as early cycles tend to be somewhat irregular. However, it is important to note this is not always the case and girls should consider themselves “fertile” from their first heat, onward. There have been reported instances of girls releasing as many as six eggs during their first cycle and cubs being impregnated with full litters as young as 9.[/i]”

Kayla anxiously swallowed again. “I’m...fertile?” she mouthed to herself before continuing to read. She wasn’t quite sure she understood what that meant. “That has something to do with babies, right?”

“[i]While a cub may not release any eggs for her first several cycles, she does experience all of the other characteristics of heat. Often, these effects are felt more intensely than in adult females due to the fact that the cub’s body is simply not used to the hormone levels produced during estrus. Because of this, a cub’s first heat (or several, for that matter), can be an extremely difficult time for her; a sudden onset of ravenous sexual urges can catch a cub off-guard, making it important for parents to discuss estrus with their daughters prior to them experiencing it. Some of these symptoms include:

●	A strong desire to be naked and/or removing clothing at inappropriate times.
 	
●	“Presenting” to males (pointing her hindquarters towards them and flagging her tail). This is typically seen with male family members (father, brothers, uncles, etc.), and can occur either clothed or naked, but can also occur with classmates, friends, or even strangers.
 	
●	Increased vaginal lubrication – sometimes necessitating a change of underwear (it’s a good idea for girls in heat to bring an extra pair of underwear to school).
 	
●	Rubbing or grinding up against males (again, typically family members) in a 	provocative or inappropriate manner.
 	
●	Flushed cheeks and ears due to increased blood flow.[/i]”

“I think mom talked to me about it...maybe?” Kayla said aloud. She leaned forward and continued to read, not even noticing that she had started to idly rock her hips on the exercise ball.

“[i]Because of their increased sexual arousal, and the fact that they are typically not yet sexually active, it is around this time that many female cubs will begin to masturbate. A survey conducted by the National Health Institute (NHI) found that as many as 80-85% of girls had begun masturbating regularly by the age of 12, with as many as 55-60% even masturbating to the point of orgasm. In comparison, the same study found that most boys did not begin to masturbate until past the age of 13 (which is typically around the onset of puberty in males).

Since many female cubs do not have access to sexual partners or adult sex toys, they will often improvise, finding innovative ways to pleasure themselves. The same NHI study identified the most common methods that female cubs used to masturbate:

●	45% reported using their own paws – inserting one or more fingers into their vagina or 	rubbing their clitoris directly (inserting fingers into the anus was also somewhat common)
 	
●	18% reported using pillows, stuffed animals, blankets, or bedding – rubbing or grinding their genitals against the soft surfaces
 	
●	11% reported using detachable shower wands – spraying the water against their vulva and clitoris
 	
●	10% reported using improvised vibrators (electric toothbrushes, video game controllers, cell phones) to stimulate their clitoris directly
 	
●	9% inserted various objects into their vaginas – pens, markers, toy dolls, hairbrush handles, fruit (bananas), vegetables 	(cucumbers, carrots, zucchini)
 	
●	5% reported using underwater jets in jacuzzis or public swimming pools – positioning their vulva in front of the jet to produce pleasurable sensations
 	
●	2% reported clenching their leg muscles repeatedly, squeezing them to put pressure on their clitoris, causing a pleasurable sensation

It should be noted that 3 of the 500 participants admitted to experimenting sexually with their family pet (a dog in all three cases). All three of the girls had let their dogs lick their genitals, while only one of the girls had actually allowed their dog to mount her and engage in sexual intercourse.[/i]”

Kayla could feel her cheeks burning hot. “With their dogs…?” she questioned, somewhat bewildered but surprisingly aroused. She scrolled back up, re-reading about the masturbation methods and checking off aloud those she had used. “Check. Nope. Yup. Did that. Yup. Don’t have those. Not sure I understand the leg thing…” She squirmed a little as she sat atop the exercise ball. “I never thought of using a pillow…”

The tingling coming from between Kayla’s legs was growing stronger, demanding to be addressed. She opened a new tab in the browser and Googled “rabbit sex.” She clicked on the first link, but it was just a text article from a women’s magazine. Kayla sighed and clicked the back button and then changed the search to an “image” search.

The screen filled with thumbnails of mostly stock images, all of them fairly tame. There were suggestive pictures of pairs of feet underneath covers, the “male” and “female” symbols linked together (or the male symbol penetrating the female symbol), a picture of a pair of lips closed around a strawberry?

Growing frustrated, Kayla went back up to the search bar. This time, she entered “bunnies fucking” and unticked the “SafeSearch” checkbox. She pounded the enter key and the screen refreshed.

Dozens of explicit images filled the screen. Bunnies engaged in all kinds of sex acts, in all kinds of positions, with all manner of partners.

“Jackpot…” Kayla smirked under her breath.

She rolled her hips back and forth on the exercise ball, becoming more and more aware of the pleasure it was providing. Her finger rolled against the mouse’s scroll wheel, sliding the pictures up the screen and bringing up more. A picture of a female bunny getting nailed from behind by a male fox caught Kayla’s attention in particular; she clicked the picture, expanding it to full-size.

Her eyes flicked across the pornographic image, studying the different details: the pleasured expression on their faces, the muscle tone of the fox, the exotic red, canine penis plunged halfway into the rabbit’s pussy. Something about the pairing excited Kayla immensely and she rocked her hips a bit more.

Remembering what the article had said about needing a change of underwear, Kayla got up from the exercise ball and pulled down her light-pink panties, letting them fall around her ankles. She sat back down on the ball, her bare pussy squishing against the rubber. The cool temperature and texture of the ball felt nice against her naked labia. Kayla resumed rolling forward and backward slightly, letting gravity do most of the work of applying pressure against her pussy.

That familiar build up of pleasure started to grow between Kayla’s legs. Her breathing became a bit raspy as she continued to masturbate using the exercise ball. She started to moan softly, her eyes locked on the fox’s cock.

Just then, the front door unlocked and was flung open. Kayla’s mom entered, her purse slung over her shoulder.

Kayla startled and quickly morphed the sound of her moan into a fake yawn. After quickly minimizing the explicit picture and pulling up a blank word document, she stretched her arms behind her back and over her head in an exaggerated motion.

“Oh hi, sweetie! I didn’t expect to see you down here!”

“Hi mom!”

Kayla’s panties were still loose around her ankles, but her feet were stretched out, hidden underneath the desk. The skirt of Kayla’s school uniform covered her bare hips and the top of the exercise ball, obscuring the fact that she was actually sitting on it bottomless.

“What’cha up to?” her mom asked innocently, hanging up her purse and walking past Kayla and into the kitchen.

“Homework.”

“Doesn’t look like you’ve gotten very far,” her mother said, somewhat disapprovingly, nodding at the blank word document.

“Writer's block,” Kayla lied.

“Ah. I see. Well, I’m going to get started on dinner.”

“’Kay.”

Kayla’s mom disappeared into the kitchen, the sound of water running and drawers opening and closing coming from the other room. The placement of the desk allowed for Kayla to see into the kitchen somewhat, but hid the screen of the computer from view.

Peering into the kitchen every few seconds, Kayla opened the browser back up, the raunchy picture filling the screen. The young bunny girl rolled her hips against the exercise ball again, slower this time, cautiously.

Satisfied that her mother was unaware and completely immersed in fixing dinner, Kayla started to grind against the ball more aggressively. Her eyes locked on the picture and she rocked her hips faster and faster. She could feel her lips getting slicker as they pressed against the green rubber ball. In a final flurry of rapid movements, Kayla rocked her way to climax.

“Mmp!” Kayla squeaked, her lips pressing together tightly in order to contain the sound. Her knees clasped together and her toes spread apart under the desk as pleasure racked her body. She shivered slightly as the waves of ecstasy traveled through her limbs and up her spine. Kayla seemed to freeze, her body tense, waiting for her orgasm to end.

“Did you say something?” her mom called out from the kitchen, having heard a noise.

“N-no,” Kayla managed to stutter, trying to steady her voice.

“Oh, okay. Well, go wash up for dinner – it’s almost ready and your father will be home soon.”

“’Kay!”

The young bunny girl closed her browser tabs, hopped up from the exercise ball and was about to pull up her panties but stopped. A glisten atop the ball caught her eye and she looked closer. Her face flushed as she realized that there was a streak of her juices on top of the ball; a perfect snail-trail of preteen excitement coating the green rubber, shimmering in the reflected light.

“Crap!” Kayla said softly, frantically looking around for something to clean up the mess with. Finding nothing, she stepped out of her underwear and picked them up, using the soft, cotton panties to wipe up the mess. She balled her dirty underwear up in her paw and started for the stairs.

Just as she was rounding the banister to climb the stairs, her father opened the front door and entered.

“Oh! Kayla,” he spoke, “You startled me!”

“Sorry dad!”

He set down his briefcase and held out his arms for a hug. Kayla blushed, the only one aware that she had on nothing underneath her skirt, that she had come only moments ago and had her panties balled up in her fist. She didn’t want to draw any suspicion, so she stepped close to her dad and threw her arms around him, still clutching her underwear. The two embraced for a few seconds.

Kayla’s father’s pink nose twitched, subtly sniffing at the air.

“Is that…? Could Kayla be…?”

He broke the hug and awkwardly cleared his throat, trying to quickly think of something to say.

“What do you have there?” he asked, nodding towards Kayla’s clenched paw.

“Oh? Just a tissue,” Kayla lied, hiding her arms behind her back.

“Ah, I see.”

Her father tugged at his collar, suddenly feeling very warm.

“I’m gonna go wash up,” Kayla informed him and grabbed her bookbag before starting up the stairs.

“...Okay,” her father replied, his response somewhat delayed as he chased down his thoughts. He glanced up at his daughter as she ran up the stairs, catching a brief glimpse of her bare white butt as her skirt fluttered. He quickly averted his gaze.

“I am [i]definitely[/i] imagining things,” he said quietly to himself, tugging at his collar some more.

Both father and daughter were relieved the moment was over; both of them praying that the other hadn’t noticed anything strange about the interaction.

Kayla went into her room and closed the door, leaning her back against it as soon as it was closed.

“Whew,” she sighed. “That was close.”

She tossed her panties on the floor and undressed the rest of the way, discarding her school uniform as well. Kayla pulled on her favorite black shorts that she wore around the house and white tank top that she used as pajamas. She threw open her bedroom door and went across the hall to the bathroom and washed her paws.

Kayla looked up at herself in the mirror and started to blush; she was having a hard time believing what she had just done, how horny she had been these past couple days. But the Wikipedia article had been eye opening.

“I’m [i]definitely[/i] in heat,” she admitted to herself in the mirror, the inner pink of her ears warming up considerably as she said it.

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At dinner, Kayla and her father kept finding the other staring. Whenever either would notice, they’d both quickly look away or find something completely unrelated to say.

“So, Kieran gets back tomorrow, right?” Kayla asked after one such exchange.

“Yeah,” her mother confirmed. “He texted earlier and told me that his friend Tommy would be coming home with him and spending the night.”

“Oh…” Kayla’s heart sank a little. She was so incredibly horny and she had really been looking forward to “playing” with Kieran when he got home.

“Since it’ll be Friday, maybe you should invite one of your friends to spend the night too?” her mother offered enthusiastically, seeing the disappointment in her daughter’s tone but not fully understanding the real reason.

“Yeah...maybe,” Kayla acquiesced.

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Kayla slammed her math textbook shut and looked at her multiplication worksheet with pride.

“There! Done!”

She slid the paper into her green math folder and put it back in her backpack. Sitting cross-legged on the floor of her bedroom, Kayla idly drummed her fingers on her knees, as if trying to stave off boredom.

Truth was, she had been trying to suppress her lustful urges all evening. She felt guilty and dirty about looking at porn and cumming on her mom’s exercise ball, all while her mother was only feet away in the kitchen. However, the pull of her heat was strong and it took nearly all of her concentration to fight it. She had busied herself with homework, and that had worked pretty well, but now with the last scrap of it complete…

Kayla’s eyes darted to the large stuffed bear that Kieran had won for her a few years ago at the county fair. When she was younger, Kayla slept cuddled up with the stuffed bear every night, but now that she was getting older, it was no longer “cool” to sleep with stuffed animals – so he spent most of his time sitting in the corner between her bookshelf and the wall. She gazed at its featureless crotch, wishing that it had more specific and detailed anatomy. The young bunny cub licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, rapidly losing her willpower.

Mr. Bojangles, as the teddy bear was so affectionately named, seemed to taunt her with a cold, vacant stare. His beady, black eyes judging her for her seemingly inexhaustible sexual desires. Kayla simply couldn’t stand it any longer. She crawled over to him on her paws and knees, grabbing hold of his arm and dragging him back over to the middle of her floor.

“Sorry Mr. Bojangles…” Kayla said apologetically as she straddled the stuffed bear. She was in the process of lowering her hips when her bedroom door suddenly opened.

Kayla quickly stood up, picking up Mr. Bonjangles in the process. Standing in the doorway was Kayla’s father.

“[i]DAD[/i]! Haven’t you ever heard of knocking!?”

“Oh...sorry.”

Her father rasped his knuckles against her already open door and gave her a goofy grin.

Kayla just looked back at him, her eyebrows furrowed, her head tilted to the side, clearly unamused by his joke.

“What do you want?” she demanded.

“Well, your mom and I made some popcorn...and, I was just wondering if you wanted any?”

“No. I’m good.”

“Okay. What are you doing up here anyway?”

Kayla blushed, trying to quickly think of an excuse for why she was currently holding her teddy bear by one of his arms. She wasn’t sure exactly how much her dad had seen. Had he seen her sitting on top of him?

“I’m just...picking up my room.”

She carried Mr. Bojangles back to the spot she had retrieved him from less than a minute ago and plopped him down.

“Ah. I see…”

Kayla’s father was suspicious and assumed there might be more to the story, but he didn’t press further. He already felt bad about bursting in without knocking. 

What if Kayla had been changing?

...Or naked?

…Had it always smelled [i]this good[/i] in Kayla’s room?

His gaze wandered down his cub’s body as impure thoughts filled his mind. He quickly looked back up, hoping that Kayla hadn’t noticed.

But Kayla had worries of her own, thinking that her father was trying to figure out what she had really been doing. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted something underneath her bed.

It was the green marker from last night – it must have gotten kicked under there at some point.

In a flash, Kayla had dropped down to all fours and was crawling underneath her bed to grab the marker. Her heart was pounding and she had an urgent need to pick up the marker immediately. It was as if her father would find out about everything if she just left it lying there.

It wasn’t until she was reaching out for the marker that she realized what she was doing…The reason she felt so compelled to pick up the marker.

Her butt was pointed squarely at her father. And without even meaning to do so, Kayla’s tail had lifted itself straight up, exposing its fluffy underside. It was like her body had acted on pure instinct and with a mind of its own, putting herself in this indecent position deliberately.

“[i]I’m presenting![/i]” Kayla thought to herself in a panic, her eyes going wide. “Just like that article said!”

She tried to spin around but found herself unwilling to move. She was frozen in fear.

Or was it something else?

Intrusive thoughts clouded the young cub’s mind; instead of thinking about standing up or turning around, Kayla found that her subconscious was in fact urging her to yank down her shorts and underwear, right then and there. She gritted her teeth, attempting to strengthen her resolve and combat the inappropriate compulsion to expose herself.

Meanwhile, Kayla’s dad swallowed. His nose sniffed and the heavenly scent that had already filled the air became much stronger as his daughter aimed her hindquarters at him. He stared at her butt, his eyes trying to burn a hole through her clothes. The top hem of her panties peeked out from underneath her shorts. He could feel his heart rate increase as his gaze locked onto the spot where his cub’s pussy lay, hidden by only two layers of thin fabric.

“It would be so easy…” he found himself thinking. “I could just rush over there and pull down her…”

Kayla’s dad cleared his throat, pushing the thoughts from his mind, trying to regain his composure.

“What are you doing, Kayla?” he finally asked, his voice lifting the fog in Kayla’s mind enough for her to regain control of herself. Her paw clasped around the marker and she quickly sat up, sitting back on her bare feet, her tail finally relaxing. She held up the marker and looked back over her shoulder.

“There was a marker…I...must have missed it.”

“Ah…Well...there’s popcorn downstairs if you want me-[b][i]IT[/i][/b]!”

Kayla’s father quickly corrected his Freudian slip, blushing imperceptibly.

“T-thanks,” Kayla said with a cute smile, pretending not to notice. “I’m good though.”

Without another word, Kayla’s dad turned around and left her room, pulling the door closed behind him. Both of them breathed heavy sighs of relief as soon as they were out of sight from the other.

The whole incident had only lasted about 30 seconds, but Kayla’s dad knew that the mental image of it was something he would not soon forget. Both of them were completely clueless when it came to knowing the thoughts of the other. Kayla had thought her dad had just sincerely come to offer her some snacks, while her father had thought that Kayla really had just been innocently picking up a marker from underneath her bed.

Neither of them realized that they had been only a few, unrepressed urges away from a raw, father-daughter breeding session. Had Kayla exposed herself, it was unlikely that her dad would have been able to resist. Likewise, if Kayla’s father had made a move on her, she probably would have been receptive, letting him do whatever he pleased.

Kayla walked over to her door and listened for a few seconds, waiting for her father to leave. She silently turned the lock on the knob. Her heart was still pounding from the whole exchange with her father; anticipation and excitement made the pads on her fingertips feel sweaty and her body felt as light as a feather.

The stuffed Mr. Bojangles was pulled violently out of his corner and tossed into the center of the floor. Kayla yanked down her shorts and stepped out of them. Not wanting to get the bear dirty, she opted to leave her underwear on. The young bunny girl straddled her stuffed bear and pressed her hips down, his soft body squishing underneath her. Even just the pressure felt good and Kayla let out a slight gasp. Soon, she was rocking her hips, grinding her privates against Mr. Bojangles tummy. Her rubbing became more and more aggressive, producing a light thumping sound on the floor.

Kayla didn’t even notice. Her mind was filled with memories and fantasies of fucking Kieran. She wished that he was home, or at the very least that Mr. Bojangles had [i]something[/i] she could ride. Still, the horny cub was getting plenty of pleasure grinding her stiff clit against the toy animal.

Quiet, sweet moans filled her room and Kayla found her thoughts drifting; she was surprised to find she was instead now thinking of her father – of the experience they had just shared. Kayla fantasized about being back on all fours, pulling down her shorts and underwear, fully presenting to him. She wondered what his cock looked like.

How was it different from Kieran’s? Was it bigger? What would it [i]feel like[/i] inside of her?

The very horny bunny girl imagined her father mounting her from behind, pounding away at her backside. She thought about his cock plunging in and out of her, that satisfying feeling of fullness every time he thrust inside. Kayla’s moans grew louder and she imagined the pulsing warmth inside of her as he filled her with his white stuff. That thought, combined with her rapid humping, pushed her to the brink.

Her legs clamped around Mr. Bonjangles, squeezing the teddy against her privates. Kayla’s mouth opened as she came silently on the stuffed bear. Her breathing was staggered, uneven; her eyes were closed, allowing her to better visualize her sexual fantasies; she froze in place, her whole body tensing with pleasure. Kayla’s heart pounded in her long ears and her raspy breathing was the only sound in the room.

After about twenty seconds, her climax finally seemed to be ending; but it wasn’t enough for Kayla.

She picked right back up where she was, humping the lucky teddy bear, trying to ride out her pent up adolescent sexual frustration. It didn’t take long for her to have a second orgasm, this time collapsing forward onto the floor, Mr. Bojangles held tightly between her legs. Her toes pushed off against the carpet, her body trembling with pleasure.

When she was finished, Kayla was practically panting. She kneeled, lifting herself off of the stuffed bear. The young bunny cub peered down at the bear’s tummy – luckily, it looked like it was still clean. Her underwear, however, were a different story; they were soaked, and she could feel her slimey juices coating the inside of them.

Kayla stood, hauling Mr. Bojangles back to his corner and propping him upright. He had the same, vacant stare on his face – unphased by the bunny girl’s climaxes. In fact, the stuffed toy still looked downright innocent. The fact that he had just made a horny, 10-year-old cub cum multiple times, a secret that would be kept behind his stitched mouth and button eyes.

Kayla removed her panties completely and picked them up. They were absolutely drenched.

“I’ve never been this wet before in my entire life! Holy crap!” she thought to herself, examining her soiled underwear.

In fact, this pair was now dirtier than the pair she had used to wipe up the exercise ball. Not wanting to burn through her whole underpants drawer, Kayla opted to simply switch back. She carried the wet pair over to her laundry basket and dropped them in before retrieving her only-slightly-dirty pink panties from earlier. The young bunny girl held them open and stepped into them, pulling them up snugly. She strode back over to her discarded shorts and put them on.

“Well...now what should I do?”

Kayla walked over and sat down on the edge of her bed.

“Oh! I know! I’ll call Zoey and see if she can spend the night tomorrow night…since [i]stupid[/i] Kieran is going to have his [i]stupid[/i] friend over…”

She went over to her desk and gave her friend a call, arranging for her to come over and spend the night. After they had agreed on a plan, Kayla went downstairs and informed her parents.

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The ceiling fan above Kayla twirled lazily as she stared up at it from her bed. It was around 11:00 and her parents had gone to bed about half an hour ago. The young cub was finding it impossible to fall asleep - there was simply too much on her mind. 

Well, mostly one thing…

Despite the fact that she had already come three times that day, she [i]still[/i] wanted more.

“Being in heat is exhausting…” Kayla said softly with a sigh. She reached underneath the covers and into her shorts. She touched her pussy lips and felt that they were still a bit wet.

Kayla sighed again and grabbed the extra pillow on her bed, pulling it in close to her chest and hugging it as she laid on her side.

“I miss you Kieran…” she whined, feeling a hollow sadness within her. Her arms tightened around the pillow as she imagined herself hugging her big brother. It wasn’t just that she missed him because of all the [i]things[/i] they could be doing…but she also just genuinely missed his company. His smile, his warmth, his kind eyes - Kayla longed for them all.

Whenever Kieran had left for more than a couple days, Kayla had always found herself missing him, ever since she was very little. It was only now that she fully understood the reason why she missed him so much…

She loved him.

Kayla buried her face down in the pillow she was hugging, trying to fill the hollowness she felt in her chest.

However, it didn’t take long for Kayla’s heat to start pulling her mind in another direction. Not necessarily away from Kieran, in fact quite the opposite. Her hips gently rocked as she tried to grind herself up against the pillow.

“Mmm~” Kayla moaned softly into the pillow but then caught herself and stopped.

“No. I shouldn’t do it again today. It’s already been [i]three times[/i].”

She released the pillow and looked over at her clock. 

11:11.

“Well, technically, after 12:00 it will be [i]tomorrow[/i],” Kayla reasoned with herself. “So, if I can just wait until then…[i]then[/i] I can do stuff…”

Kayla made it as far as 11:14. The numbers on the clock’s display had clicked by [i]painfully[/i] slowly.

She was about to start going to town on her own pillow when she had a better idea.

Quietly, Kayla climbed out of bed and positioned her pillows under her covers in a way that made it look like she was still in bed sleeping, at least at first glance. Next, she pulled her tank top over her head and dropped her shorts and underwear. The young bunny girl could feel her heartbeat quicken with anticipation as she stripped down to her birthday suit.

“That article was right…there [i]is[/i] something about being naked…” she thought to herself. “Maybe ‘cuz it makes it easier to do stuff?”

The doorknob to Kayla’s room quietly rotated as she turned it, silently opening the door. The bare naked bunny girl peeked out into the hallway, down towards her parent’s bedroom.

“Asleep,” Kayla whispered, seeing no light coming from under their closed door.

She tiptoed stealthily into the hallway and into Kieran’s dark, empty room. Not even bothering to close his door, Kayla continued over to his bed. It felt so risky, so thrilling to be walking around naked again - this time while her parents were home (albeit asleep).

Kayla knelt on her big brother’s bed, grabbing his pillow. She first held it to her face and huffed it, getting a hint of his scent, before finally stuffing it down between her legs. Her heart pounded as she pressed her bare privates against the soft cotton of his pillowcase. Kayla rocked her hips, rubbing herself directly against Kieran’s pillow.

The horny young cub let out a quiet moan and thought back to the time she had ridden Kieran in the family minivan, after one of her volleyball games. She reached up and caressed her flat chest, her fingertips teasing her pink nipples. Knowing that the door was open, that she was completely naked in Kieran’s room, on his bed, with no reasonable explanation and could be caught at any time, just made the act all the more thrilling. 

In some ways, she wanted to get caught - wanted her father to find her in this embarrassing and compromising state. Her thoughts flashed between her dad and Kieran as she continued to hump her older brother’s pillow. Kayla’s breathing became heavier and heavier and she collapsed forward, laying flat on her stomach with Kieran’s pillow still under her. She pressed her hips downward, rubbing herself harder and harder against the very thing her big brother laid his head every night.

“Mmm~ Kieran…” she moaned softly, imagining him on top of her in the camper, fucking her in the cool, morning light - his cock plunging in and out before finally erupting inside of her, even as their mother stood in the doorway. She wanted so badly to be filled; Kayla wished that he would just walk in the door right now, finding her naked on his bed, and just start pounding her into the mattress. She wanted to be bred.

The young bunny girl’s hips thrust downward into the pillow, her butt and legs clenching up as she came. She lifted her head, her eyes closed, and let out a small gasp. Staying still until her climax subsided, Kayla felt as though all of her senses were heightened. She could hear with crystal clarity each breath she took, could feel her fur standing on end and the softness of Kieran’s bedding against her naked body, could smell his scent hanging in the air.

When she finally came down from her high, Kayla rolled over to the side and off the pillow. She stared up at his ceiling for a second before reaching over and feeling the pillow. Her fingertips grazed a damp spot in the middle of it. Since it was still dark in the room, Kayla shimmied back over towards Kieran’s nightstand and clicked on his lamp. The sudden bright light forced her eyes to close and squint until they finally adjusted.

Finally able to open her eyes, Kayla examined the pillow. She blushed seeing the spot, square in the middle of the gray pillowcase, where the fabric was darker. Curious, she brought the pillow up to her face and gave the spot a small sniff. Unfortunately, the uniquely-feminine musk of Kayla’s scent didn’t have the same effect on her as it did on males and she recoiled a little. However, still feeling daring, Kayla brought the pillow back up to her face and this time stuck out her tongue, touching the very tip of it against the wet spot; it tasted salty - quite unlike anything she had ever really tasted before. She much preferred the taste of Kieran’s white stuff over her own juices.

Kayla’s eyes shot to the open doorway, only now realizing that the light blazing in Kieran’s room was spilling out into the hallway. Her heart raced as she sat naked on his bed, realizing her mistake, but there was nobody there. She quickly clicked off the lamp and replaced the pillow at the head of the bed, casually flipping it over so the wet spot was on the bottom.

Finally having some relief, and feeling rather tired, Kayla tiptoed back to her room. She eyed her discarded clothes on the floor and considered putting them back on, but then decided to try something new. Pulling back the covers, she climbed into bed, fully nude, and snuggled down to go to sleep.