“Do you realize, now, the gravity of your transgressions?” Snozzy tried to look up and find the source of the voice, but the chamber was dark save for the light pointed down at him. He couldn't see past the glare of it, but he could tell he was being watched. The voice seemed to come from someone up above him, looking down. Another soon joined it.

	“Yes, do you, Snozzy?” The second voice was deeper than the first but more relaxed. More playful. It almost seemed to be taunting the poor, confused bunny below. Snozzy opened his mouth to try and say something, but a third voice cut him off before he could get a word in. 

	“On the eve of our celebration, you would claim to be one of us? And HOW long have you been a rabbit again, hrm?” A higher, more stern tone. Coming from... his right, maybe? Snozzy tried to turn to face it, but again that bright light bearing down on him made it impossible to see the source.

	“I-I wasn't claiming anything!” He finally finds the time to speak, looking up at his hidden captors. “I was just JOKING about being an Easter Bunny! I didn't even think they were real, I wasn't...” Snozzy trailed off, realizing he may have just put his foot in his mouth.

	“Not REAL?” The central voice boomed, the whole room going quiet. “You, Snozzy, are accused of Bunny Blasphemy, and THIS is how you reply? You should be ashamed.” Despite the absurdity of the situation, the voice's tone did make Snozzy shrink back in shame. Who knew Easter Bunnies were so serious?

	“You have been found...” The central voice spoke again, calmer this time. “Ignorant of our practices. I would have you punished and be done with it, especially considering we are not yet done with our yearly preparations! But, my fellow council members have begged mercy from me.” The room fell silent again and then fell dark as the spotlight above clicked off.

	“You will prove yourself as an Easter Bunny, here and now. If you succeed, you will be free to boast of egg-laying all year, should you please. You will also help up finish our work...” A voice to his right spoke, a new one. It was all so disorienting in the dark, but thankfully the room around the rabbit wouldn't stay that way. Lights all around Snozzy came on, lighting the round council room in less harsh light.

	“Time is short, however, so your test will be... expedited. I think you up to the task, but we shall see.” Another new voice. Sort of... familiar? With the spotlight off, Snozzy could look up at the council looming over him, barely making out hooded figures in the dark. All of them sported floppy bunny ears of some kind, and if Snozzy squinted, he could've sworn he saw more...

	“The trial begins!” The deep, central voice boomed out again, and the whole room seemed to shake. Something in the distance let out a ring, like a bell, and Snozzy began to feel strange. He looked around the chamber for a source of the sound but found none. He was in the center of a cylindrical room, walls bare save for the lights ensconced within. There wasn't even a door! He was starting to feel woozy...

	The bunny felt it before he saw it. Something in his middle. One hand dipped down to press into his soft, fat gut. There was nothing there, it seemed, other than this odd feeling building within him. Like he'd just had lunch and it hadn't quite settled yet. But it was growing in intensity, and as Snozzy's fingers were pushed apart by his middle, he realized it was literally growing too.

	“Y-you're gonna inflate me?” he huffed up at the council, hand still on his gradually growing belly. He got no answer, just the same silence as the hooded figures watched him grow. His eyes were still adjusting to the light of the chamber, and as they did Snozzy realized what else he'd seen looking up at his captors. They were all HUGE! Round bunny bellies pushed out of their robes, heavy and full before them.

	Snozzy began to put the pieces together as his gut continued to swell, rounding out and growing firmer against his fingers. It was a day before Easter, and the rabbits above him spoke of 'preparations' they still had to finish. Did they mean... eggs!? Snozzy gasped and looked down at himself again, and as he did he saw it. The familiar oblong shape, swelling in his belly.

	“N-No, you're going to make me lay an egg!” He gasped out, blushing as he watched his middle continue to swell. Normally he wouldn't balk at something like that, after all, he HAD been bragging about doing it online. But this was different, this egg was huge! Snozzy watched as it continued to fill him out, his belly pushing down into his thighs and hiding his slowly rising arousal from the council.

	“Normally...” One of the right-most voices above spoke, stifling a snicker. “Normally our rabbits undergo extensive lay training, gradually pushing out larger and larger Easter eggs for us. But, Snozzy, judging by your boasts online you can EASILY handle an egg of this size! What trial would this be if it weren't a challenge?”

	Snozzy gawped up at the hooded figure above, blushing brightly as his gut continued to stretch. He felt like he had to say something, try and argue his case... but the weight in his middle was very, very distracting. It just kept on growing rounder, heavier, that oblong shape still obvious despite his size.

	“If I were you, boy.” A rumbling voice came from above, one he hadn't heard before. “I would start laying, now.” The council all chuckled at this, but the central voice cleared his throat and silenced them all.

	Snozz looked down at himself with a huff. Duh! The longer the stood there blushing and cradling his gut, the harder a time he'd have. He tried to relax, squatting down a bit and letting his cheeks spread. He'd taken huge toys before, he could handle one measly egg... right?

	With a grunt, he began to push. His belly tightened around the egg as he bore down, and his plump purple pucker spread. The egg inside of him was still swelling, but he could feel it moving now too! The thinner end of it shifted down, towards his bottom, and Snozzy felt it slowly pushing towards his open hole.

	The bunny blushed as he felt it stretching out his insides, making him shudder in place. It felt surprisingly good, pushing and shoving on this huge egg with his whole belly. His shaft was stiff beneath him now, and silently he was thankful it was hidden from view. This was turning him on a LOT more than he'd imagined, and the fact that it was a public performance (of sorts) only made it more exciting for the exhibitionist bunny.

	Snozzy's hole flexed and flared as he continued to push and grunt. He reached back with one hand to tug on his loose rim, trying to feel if the egg was there yet. All he felt was his fat purple donut, so he brought his hand back around to push down on his tummy. He was sweating with the effort of constantly bearing down like this, but he was afraid if he stopped the growing egg would slide all the way back into his belly!

	The grunting and groaning in the room grew louder as the egg continued to shift and swell. It was stretching the already round rabbit out more and more, his gut mere inches from the floor in front of him. One hand traced along its stretched skin, feeling just how taut it'd all grown. It made the bunny shiver, his hide so sensitive now.

	Snozzy gasped as he suddenly felt it. The egg inside of him shifted, pushing into his colon and further down still. It was stretching him so, SO much, it was getting hard to keep pushing. His muscles already ached, causing him to falter for a moment and relax. Immediately the egg shifted back towards his belly, making the rabbit gasp and re-double his efforts.

	A few more moments of grunting and groaning and Snozzy felt more progress. The egg's tip was just behind his pucker now, and he was ready. Or at least, as ready as he could be. He bit his lip and PUSHED, bearing down with all he could muster and sinking both hands into that tremendous middle of his. His donut pulsed, and spread, and out began to slide the patterned shell of the egg!

	“O-oh fuck...” Snozzy groaned, biting his lip harder as he felt it. He'd never stretched this far in his life, and this was just the tip of the egg! His hole clenched and pulsed uselessly as he continued to push, a few inches of the egg slowly creeping out of him. He'd had a moment of confidence when he'd felt the egg at his back-door, but now...

	“It's harder than you thought, isn't it boy?” That rumbling voice came again, along with a laugh. “Ah, but I'd wager it feels better too.” Snozzy silently nodded, unable to speak past his whines and moans. Something about the egg stretching him like this, about his whole body being devoted to this one tremendous task, it just felt right. Natural, even.

	The egg-bloated bunny reached back with a shaky hand, dipping down between his spread cheeks. He just had to feel it, his fingers groping blindly until they hit the smooth shell. He groaned as he felt it, measuring it with his fingers, palming and rubbing and stroking it. All that prodding transferred through his whole body, and it made him shudder in bliss.

	Re-doubling his efforts, Snozzy brought his hand back up onto the top of his tummy and pushed, hard. His hole sputtered open wider, another few inches of egg slipping out. The rabbit moaned and whimpered, face flushed and warm. Somewhere above, a member of the council groaned with him, and Snozzy could only imagine a few of the bunnies above were doing more than just watching his lewd little display.

	The bloated bun felt something through his bliss that still worried him though. The egg inside of him was still growing, despite its already MASSIVE size! His body had to be eighty percent egg by now, gut firmly resting on the floor. It seemed entirely hopeless, at least for a moment, but then the bloated bunny got an idea.

	Snozzy transferred all his weight forward, onto his belly, allowing him to adjust his stance. Instead of squatting down, he began to lean into his gut, pushing on it with all his weight to try and help the egg shift faster. At first, it seemed to make no difference, but another SHOVE and the bunny felt himself slip. A whole foot of the massive egg slipped out between his cheeks, stretching him WIDE and making him gasp in delight.

	“Ah, look, he's found a trick to use!” One voice from above came. The council was slowly growing louder, murmuring as they enjoyed Snozzy's show, a few openly moaning as they played with themselves. The clamor built as Snozzy shoved again, another surge of egg pushing out of him. A few members of the council even cheered for the bloated bunny below, and that just made him blush all the brighter.

	“ENOUGH.” Came that deep central voice. All the clamoring came to a halt, and even Snozzy bit back his moans. “This is clearly against the spirit of the test. You will stand. Upright.” The voice commanded, and Snozzy couldn't help but whine.

	“S-stand? I can barely see past my middle, I'm so full of egg!” he panted up at the unseen bunny above. “H-how the hell do you expect me to heft this upright?” He patted his gut, making the egg inside shift around and arouse him further.

	“You. Will. STAND.” The voice came, full of unnatural power. Somewhere off in the distance, Snozzy heard that bell chime again. The egg inside of him stopped swelling, but as it did the bunny felt something else going on in his legs.

	His body, entirely of its own accord, began to move. His feet found purchase below him, his legs tensed, and he began to rise. He had NO idea how he was doing any of this, strength beyond his own pulling him to his feet, allowing him to stand there before the council. His egg-filled gut slowly left the floor, if only barely. So full and heavy that, even with the bunny upright, it was mere inches from the floor below.

	That shift in position wasn't great for his lay, however, and though the egg had stopped growing it had slipped back up into him a bit. Snozzy gasped and tried to bear down again, keeping it from moving too much more. He'd still lost a good foot of progress though, and now that he was upright, it was going to be even harder to get that back out.

	The strange feeling in Snozzy's legs built higher, and they seemed rooted in place below him. Snozzy was worried they might give out under all this weight, but as he stood there his whole lower half started to feel... numb.

	Looking down past himself, Snozzy gasped at what he saw. From mid-thigh down, his legs had been turned into stone! No, not stone... He reached down and pushed a finger into the waxy white surface, feeling it firm and cool. His legs had been turned into chocolate!

	“Now you see what will befall you, should you fail.” The central voice rumbled, pulling Snozzy's attention back up away from his legs. “These will allow you to stand and push, but if you do not pass this test, you will be locked in a chocolate form!” The voice offered no other explanations, but Snozzy didn't need any. With even MORE motivation than before, he started to push again!

	Standing upright meant this was all going to be harder on the bun, but he wasn't about to give up! He still felt that strange, arousing rush of the egg jutting out from between his cheeks, urging him on. It felt so natural to the rabbit, even as he bore down once more and pushed both hands into the top of his tummy. More groaning and grunting filled the chamber, along with Snozzy's aroused moans as the egg stretched him further and further.

	The bunny's fat white rump was spread impossibly wide, his hole wide enough to fit a pair of basketballs side by side. It was intense, impossible, but Snozzy just kept pushing. The egg inside of him continued to shift, though it was much slower now, leaving Snozzy to fall into a rhythm of sorts. Bearing down with his belly and bowels until he couldn't anymore, then shoving with his hands to keep the egg from moving as he took a moment to recover.

	It was working, but it wasn't working fast. Moments stretched out as the bunny's hole did the same. Snozzy needed more breaks and longer ones. On top of all that, the feeling of the egg sliding around within him had the bunny aroused beyond reason. It was hard to focus on the task at hand as the egg pressed into his prostate, every little shift making his cock jump and slap into the underside of his taut tummy. He could feel himself drooling thick ropes of pre, and he was sure the council could see it now.

	“This is taking far too long.” One council member said, making Snozzy whimper. He couldn't tell how long it'd been, but he was FAR from done, and he was already exhausted! He tried to push again, but his sore, sweaty body couldn't manage much more. Despite all that, the stretch and strain of struggling to lay still felt so, so good.

	“I am inclined to agree, sadly.” Came that friendly rumbling voice from before. “This show is damn good, but I think the boy has a lot of training to do before he can handle a lay this large.”

	“Then he as failed the test.” The central voice came. A few others murmured in agreement, and Snozzy felt his heart sinking. His body was aching with bliss though, making it hard to even fake a frown. For a 'failure' this all felt really good.

	“All those with urgent duties to attend to should return to work.” The central voice continued. At least half the gathering above began to rise and waddle away, no doubt off to finish their own laying for the season. A few members remained, maybe half a dozen. It was hard to tell in the dark.

	“Now, Snozzy...” That central voice continued to speak, addressing the poor stretched out bunny below. “You certainly have the instinct and the spirit of an Easter Bunny proper, but...” The far-off bell chimed again, and Snozzy felt something creeping up his leg.

	“But you are not ready. You are NOT an Easter Bunny. For your crimes of impersonation, for your boasts you cannot match, you will remain here until you pass our test. We have much to attend to, however, so it will have to wait.” And with that, the owner of the central voice rose, and turned, and left.

	“Wait!? H-hey, you can't leave me here, I'm still half chocolate! And I've gotta get home and...” Snozzy's pleading trickled off as he realized what that tingling in his legs was. He gasped and looked down, and sure enough, the chocolate transformation was creeping further up this thigh, slowly turning more of him into cool, stiff, numb white chocolate.

	Snozzy thought about trying to squirm free for a moment, but deep down he knew it was already too late. His legs were rooted in place, and the chocolate was spreading up from there. He was gonna end up as a chocolate bunny statue! That should have been more worrying, but a mix of exhaustion and arousal kept Snozzy from being too upset.

	“Don't worry too much, boy!” That friendly, rumbling voice came down. “The egg ain't goin' anywhere, so whenever we find time for yer test again, you can pick up right when ya left off!”

	“A-and how long will that take? After Easter?” Snozzy panted up, trying to crane his neck to see the owner of the voice. All the while, his thighs were firming up, fur replaced with firm chocolate. Snozzy even felt it starting to spread to his cheeks and groin, making the bunny groan as his balls began to go numb.

	“Hrm, hard to say! The council only meets once every few years, and we tend to cancel more often than not!” The rumbling bun above laughed, rising and turning to waddle out of the chamber.

	“Wait, YEARS?” Snozzy gasped, trying to squirm. “I-I'm gonna be stuck like this for years?” His gaping hole slowly transformed behind him, the strain of that stretch fading as his whole ass transformed into chocolate. He could still feel the pleasant gape of his hole, but it was numb now. Comfortable. Relaxed despite the huge egg still stretching it.

	“If not longer!” Another voice came, cackling. “You're a cute bunny, boy, but the council leader doesn't seem to like you. He may very well postpone your trial just to punish you for wasting his time!” The rabbit laughed again, clearly enjoying Snozzy's predicament. If the soft -fap fap fap- coming from his direction was any clue, he was 'enjoying' it quite literally too.

	“L-Longer...?” Snozzy shuddered, having trouble getting the words out. His balls were changing now, and it felt... so good. All that pent up need from his impossible lay was suddenly trapped within him, his chocolate balls drawn up tight as they changed. Part of him wanted to reach down and stroke them, feel how firm they were, but it would be impossible to reach past his monster of a gut.

	His cock came next, stiffening even more as it changed, from root to tip. The rabbit's shaft was solidified mid-throb, leaving Snozz with a wonderful numb pleasure emanating from his groin. He was trapped with that feeling, along with the pleasure of his stretched out hole, and those combined to make it even harder to worry about his fate.

	“Maybe I'll have the boy in my garden as a statue.” Someone above said as they left, clearly talking about the bunny below and not to him.

	Snozzy pictured himself standing over a beautiful spring garden, round and horny and stuck in place. Warm sun shining down on his magically chilled chocolate body. It wasn't a bad fantasy... His stretched-out belly transformed beneath his fingers as he rubbed at his egg-bloat, the rabbit moaning as more strain was taken off of him.

	“Just have to hope we don't lose this one! Storing these statues is such a pain. Especially ones as big as he is!” Another bunny spoke, rising from his seat and plodding towards the exit.

	Snozzy pictured himself again, this time in some dark magical vault. The air around him cold and sterile, keeping him preserved for years. His body trapped, still numb and full of pleasure.
 Forgotten, left to stay that way forever. Forever... If his cock hadn't been transformed already. Snozzy might've cum then and there. As it was, his chest and shoulders were changing now. Suddenly, Snozzy didn't feel the need to breathe anymore.

	“Or...” The pervy bunny that had been teasing Snozzy before spoke up again, the last member of the council left in the chamber. He was panting as he continued to stroke himself, Snozzy able to hear every wet slap of his cock against own egg bloated belly. He was jealous, if only briefly.

	“Or maybe...” The bunny continued to pant as he pleasured himself at the sight of the solidifying rabbit below. Watching the chocolate spread over Snozzy's arms, his hands. Locking them in place atop his tremendous tummy. Seeing that was enough to get him to his peak, and he blew his load as he watched the transformation start to creep up Snozzy's neck.

	“Or maybe someone will just steal you all for themselves.” The panting rabbit continued, rising to his feet and leering down at the bunny below. “Pull that stiff body of yours apart, use you as a toy. Your head would look so cute on my desk...” He huffed, turning to exit the room, leaving Snozzy alone in the chamber below.

	The rabbit could feel his chin starting to change, and he tried to relax. He wanted to be a good looking chocolate rabbit, at least! It wasn't hard to surrender to all this though. After all, being a statue felt so... good. Stuck stretched around that egg, cock frozen mid-throb. Trapped that way for who knows how long. Maybe forever. Forever...

	Snozzy's head froze mid-moan, leaving the chocolate statue with a blissful grin on his face. The world went dark around him, leaving him to stew in his petrified pleasure without any distractions. His ears were the last thing to change, cutting off all sound, and truly isolating the bunny. Not long after, the lights in the chamber clicked off.

	Somewhere, deep in his bliss-drunk mind, Snozzy was worried. He was stuck in place, totally isolated from the world. Unable to see, or hear, or speak, or breathe... The bunny's thoughts began to slow, and just before he couldn't think anymore, Snozzy realized his whole brain was probably being transformed too.

	No more thoughts, or worries. No more Snozzy. Just a chocolate bunny statue, trapped mid-lay, massive egg still stretching him open impossibly wide. Maybe he'd get to finish his test someday. Maybe not. He didn't care anymore. Couldn't.

	He was just chocolate, after all.