[FR/REQUEST/CLOP(?)] Anonymous has sex with Angel Bunny II

Somebody asked me to continue this oneshot I once posted in AiE.

And so I did.

 

>Something warm and wet assaults your toes, bringing forth a slightly tickling sensation.

"Oh, Rarity, I didn't know you were into that," you softly moan.

>You weren't expecting to be woken up like this, but you certainly weren't about to complain.

>The ministrations on your foot halt and a weight takes place onto your chest.

>Puckering your lips, you lean forward to kiss the most pristine mare in all of Equestria.

>Slowly opening your eyes, the first rays of sunlight begin to edge into your peripheral vision.

>Your vision clears itself just in time to see a large, dripping wet tongue drag itself over your face.

 

"AH GODDAMNIT!"

>Shoving the dog out of bed, you yell at the top of your lungs.

"Fluttershy, keep your goddamn stinking animals out of my room!"

>Well, technically it was her room.

>But your house got destroyed by the latest parasprite infection, so she had to take you in.

>When you receive no reply, you wildly flail your limbs around until your blanket falls off the bed.

>Not bothering to put on any underwear, you march down the stairs and into the kitchen.

>Aha, there was the culprit!

>Feeding her animals...

>You had no doubt in mind that she was plotting her next devious scheme.

"Fluttershy!"

>Her body tenses up and she falls to the floor, not moving a single muscle upon impact.

>Aha, the 'fainting goat' maneuver.

>She'd try to pull that stunt one too many times on you now.

"I thought I told you to keep your animals out of my room."

>No reply.

>She was playing hard today.

"Oh... You're 'unconscious', huh?"

>You even did the little air-quotes.

"Okay, I get it..."

"Guess you won't mind me playing with Angel Bunny then, will you?"

>He was always her favorite. She'd certainly react to that.

>Before the rabbit could go anywhere, you'd already snatched him by the ears and lifted him up so that he was eye-to-eye with you.

>Still no response from Fluttershy.

>Okay, time to step this up a notch.

"Guess you won't mind me -petting- Angel then either, right?"

>If that didn't got her to respond...

>You softly begin to stroke his fur.

>In return, he stops squirming around in your arms.

>Goddamnit, why wasn't she doing anything?

>Trying to figure out what to do next, you kept petting the small rabbit in your arms.

>Huh...

>He was actually kind of nice when he wasn't acting up.

>And so soft too. Then again, he got bathed three times a day.

>His fur softly tickled the nerve-endings on your fingers.

>He seemed to enjoy your affection as well as he leaned in on your touch.

"We both got to suffer from her, don't we?" you ask your newfound friend.

>He rubs his head against your hand in reply.

>You had to admit, you kinda regret not having done this earlier.

>He was so soft. And cuddly. And warm. And...

>Looking down, you shamefully note that you're sporting quite the erection.

 

>But you just woke up!

>That's normal. You're not weird or anything.

>Angel too seems to have taken notice of your enlarged member.

>Despite how you'd expected him to react, he doesn't seem perturbed in the slightest.

>If anything, he seems... excited at the sight.

>He suddenly breaks the contact with your hand and hops down on your lap.

"Wow there, little buddy. I think we shou—"

>That sentence never got finished on the account of a small rabit dryhumping your shaft.

"Wow! What do you think you're—"

>He certainly seemed to find it enjoyable to interrupt you.

>You can't suppress a small gasp as his small tongue began lapping at your glans.

>Okay, rational thoughts, Anon.

>A small bunny is sexually getting you off whilst his owner is blacked out next to you.

>And yet the only thing that seems to register is how -amazing- he is at this.

>You throw your head back in your neck and let loose a moan you didn't even realize you were holding back.

"Don't... stop... Please, don't stop..." you shamefully moan out.

>Far sooner than you were willing to admit, the throbbing of your member increased and you know you were close to release.

>You'd gone a few months without any stimulation after all.

 

>Angel as well seemed to take note of this and stopped his oral ministrations.

>Looking down, you see him crawling his way up your abdomen, only to lower himself down slowly moments later.

>He wasn't...

>Lifting his little pompon tail up, he comes to rest with his sphincter softly pressing against your member.

>You gulp audibly, unsure of what to do next.

>Angel decides to take matters into his own paws as he begins to lower himself on you even further.

>The sensation you felt was indescribable.

>Despite the fact that he could barely fit a third of your length inside him, you'd never felt heavenly bliss like this before.

>Gently, you give a small thrust upwards with your hips, causing him to squeak in reply.

>He quickly regains his composure though as he begins to press back against you again.

>His incredible tightness, combined with the soft pulsation of his warm innards stimulating you brought you towards your climax again in no time.

>Just before you could feel yourself about to burst, you throw your head back and let out a guttural moan.

>The pressure became overbearing and with one final thrust upwards, you filled up Angel Bunny with shot after shot of your seed.

>Loudly panting, you ride out the high that your orgasm had brought forth.

>With a plopping noise, Angel Bunny lifted himself of your member and jumped on the floor.

>Seemingly ignoring you, he skips towards a small hole in the wall.

>Raising his tail, he looks back at you over his shoulder and gives you a wink.

>At the same time, his sphincter clenches and a small drop of your semen drips onto the floor.

>He skips into the hole, leaving you to sit there in the kitchen, cum dripping from the tip of your rod onto the floor, an unconscious Fluttershy still lying next to you.

>Shaking your head in disbelief, you walk back upstairs.

>You needed a goddamn shower.

 

 

>You are now Angel Bunny. Rabbit extraordinaire.

>And you just had the single best sexual experience in your entire life.

>No wonder Fluttershy was so obsessed by Anon's hot monkey dick.

>You'd never had anything quite like him before.

>You hop through the hole in the wall and into your secret underground lair.

>What kind of self-respecting Poison Joke dealer does not have a secret underground lair?

>None. That's the answer.

>Large heaps of the grounded blue leaves lay on glass tables, some already sorted in neat lines, ready to be sniffed.

>Several female bunnies laid sprawled across the floor, some making out with each other, others tripping their brains out.

>This debauchery used to excite you to no extent.

>But lately, things had lost their appeal...

>You'd seen it all, done it all.

>Until moments ago, that was!

>You can't seem to get Anon out of your head no matter how hard you try.

>He was a breath of fresh air in your otherwise stale life consisting of dealing illegal substances and being pampered by Fluttershy.

>Hopping towards your desk, some of the ladies present themselves to you for a quick mount.

>With a dismissive shake of your paw they go back to whatever it was that they were doing before.

>You had no time for them.

>No.

>You had to find a way to make Anon yours.

 

 

>You are Anonymous. Rape victim.

>Are you?

>You like to think so.

>You weren't comfortable with what you just did, that much was certain.

>The fifteen minute long, ice-cold shower didn't help to diminish that feeling in the slightest.

>Uncertain of how to cope with these recent developments, you decide that it would be best to simply carry on with life as usual.

>Maybe this would sort itself out.

>A man can dream, right?

>After the usual morning routine, you'd gotten dressed and went back downstairs.

>Fluttershy still was still lying on the floor in the exact same position that you'd left her.

>You nudge her with your shoe.

>In return, she softly groans.

"Come on. Get up already."

>Another nudge.

>Another groan.

"Goddamnit. What does a man have to do to get breakfast around here?"

>Nudge her again.

>She groans again.

"Fuck this."

>Cuntpunt her full force across the room.

>"Good morning, Anon," she greets you with a warm smile.

>Ah. Good old cuntpunt. Always there to help.

"Morning Shy. What's for breakfast?"

>"B-Breakfast? Oh my... I-I must've forgot."

>She looks around the room.

>"W-What was I doing again?"

>Huh. Looks like you got her good this time.

>You shrug.

"Beats me."

>Fluttershy starts looking through her pantries, quickly opening and closing the doors before moving to the next set.

>"Anon, could you go pick up some groceries for me? I don't have anything left to make breakfast with..."

>You let out a labored sigh.

>"Please?"

>She's giving you the puppy eyes. Pony eyes. Whatever. The cute kind of eyes.

>And it gave you an excuse to get away from here for a while...

"Sure. Why not?"

 

>She hands you a small bag of bits.

>"Actually... why don't you just go to Sugarcube Corner for some breakfast?" she proposes with a smile.

"Thanks Shy, that's kinda ni—"

>"After all, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

>She flutters her eyelids.

>Yeah, that's not working a second time.

"Okay, I'll make sure to tell Pinkie that I love her."

>"W-Wait, that's not what I me—"

>And with that, you are out the door.

>Before you can make any progress though, you are halted by something tugging at your pants.

>Looking down, you see...

"Oh."

"H-Hey there, Angel."

>He points his paw at you.

"Me."

>Then at him.

"You."

>And then he begins to thrust into the air.

>You gulp.

"N-No. That... that was a one time thing, little buddy. And I'd appreciate it if we could keep that between the two of us as well..."

>He cocks his head in confusion before repeating the same motions again.

"No. That's not happening again, alright."

>He rubs his chin against your shin.

>You crouch down and pet him lightly on the head.

"Look. You're a very nice bunny. Why don't you just go find another bunny to play with, okay?"

>You get up and simply walk away.

>You weren't in the mood to deal with this.

 

>You are Angel Bunny.

>Did... did you just get turned down?

>No. Couldn't be.

>You quickly reassure yourself of that.

>It had to be something else.

>He did call you 'a very nice bunny', didn't he?

>Of course he did.

>Maybe...

>Maybe he just needed to be reminded of your intimate moment.

>If you could remind him of that then he'd see how you and him were meant to be.

>Simply recalling his throbbing, engorged member already made you drool in anticipation.

>He'd feel the same way about you soon enough.

>You'd make certain of that.

 

        *******

 

>Patting your slightly bloated stomach, you sigh in contentment.

"Another great breakfast, Panko. Ten outta ten, would eat again."

>"Thanks, Nonny!" she chirps.

>A glance at the clock reveals to you that it is nearly noon already.

>Best head back to check up on Fluttershy.

>You get up and let out a burp.

>Ah, that's good eatin'.

>Leave a few bits as a tip for Ponki and you're on your way.

>...

>..

>.

 

>The walk to the cottage gave you some time to think.

>You hadn't done anything wrong this morning.

>Angel had been the one to instigate things.

>You couldn't be blamed for what happened. Right?

>Right.

>Innocent. You were innocent.

>Besides, it's not like anyone needed to know that ever happened.

>Your conscience was at ease again.

 

 

>You enter the cottage, looking for Fluttershy.

>When you don't find her downstairs, you call out for her.

"Hey yo Fluttershy! You around?"

>No reply.

>Maybe she was upstairs.

>You ascend to the second floor of the house in search of the pastel pegasus.

"Flutters, you here?"

>Still nothing.

>Peek in the bathroom.

>Empty.

>Her bedroom.

>Empty as well.

>Your bedroom?

>Well, maybe she was sniffing your sheets again...

>Open the door and—

>Oh, how you wished it merely had been Fluttershy sniffing your sheets.

>Sprawled on your bed lied Angel Bunny with a half-lidded gaze.

>That in itself was bad enough.

>What made it worse was the ensemble he wore.

>He wore latex stockings, combined with a little black string.

>On his paws were latex socks and to top it all of, he held a little riding crop.

>Where do they even make riding crops that small?

>Or panties for bunnies for that matter?

>Rarity was into some kinky stuff but this seemed too much even for her.

>Wait.

>Focus Anon.

>Latex-covered bunny in your bed.

>He's motioning you over with his paw, whilst spanking his hindquarters with the other.

"Out."

>You pick him up.

"Out of my room now."

>Drop him in the hallway.

"I said no. I don't want to have anything to do with you, okay? Leave me alone."

>Slam the door shut.

>Prolonged exposure to Fluttershy apparently turns animals into...

>Well, however the fuck you want do describe what just happened.

>

 

 

>You are Angel Bunny. Despotic dominatrix doe.

>And you are certain that you just got turned down by Anon.

>How?

>How could he not want to rock your world with you were wearing this outfit?

>...

>It doesn't make sense to you.

>You were driven mad with lust by him and his handsome hot cock. How could he not feel the same towards you?

>You wanted that dick.

>No.

>You needed that dick.

>And he'd give it to you.

>Whether with his consent or without.

>You hop down the stairs.

>Time to go visit an old friend of yours.

>...

>..

>.

 

        *******

 

>Day tomorrow in Equestria.

>More specifically, in Fluttershy's cottage.

>You are Anon. And you are waking up.

>No dogs licking your face this time.

>That's a nice start.

>Stretch out and commence the usual routine.

>Poopie, soapie and decortication of undesirable facial tress.

>With that out of the way, you get dressed.

 

>Your stomach rumbles, signaling its lack of content.

>You walk down the stairs to see if Fluttershy had already began making breakfast.

>As it turned out, she had to go to the Everfree yesterday afternoon.

>Supposedly to help some injured animal.

>But she hadn't found anything in there is what she told you.

>You just knew it was a set-up from Angel.

>Somehow, you think you haven't seen the last of that little bastard.

 

>You go downstairs and once more, you are met with an empty house.

>You're not in the mood to go look for Fluttershy, so you go take a few bits from the same sack she'd used yesterday.

>You'd pay her back. Eventually.

>Maybe.

"Eh."

>You shrug to no one in particular.

>Bitch had gotten you into enough trouble anyways.

>You walk out the door, towards Sugarcube Corner.

>Ow yeah, pancakes twice in a row.

>That's living the good life if anyone asked you.

 

>As you're walking towards town's edge, you hear something rustling in the bushes behind you.

"Jimmy, is that you?"

>Jimmy was one of the few animals you actually got along with.

>Then again, you didn't want to piss off a bear so you kinda had to like him anyway.

>The bushes rustle again and out of them comes a large bear.

"Hey Jim, long time no see, huh?"

>He doesn't seem to respond which strikes you as more than just odd...

>He had this crazed look in his eyes and before you could anticipate it, he pounced on you.

>Throwing his weight in the struggle, he has no issues pinning you down.

"What the fuck Jim?! I thought you were clean! You said you were off the stuff!"

>That look in his eyes said it all.

>He'd been sniffing Poison Joke again.

>After all those months of rehab...

>Fluttershy had put so much effort into him but he still couldn't open up.

>His wife had left him, taking the cubs with her. A real tragedy.

>But then you came and you managed to help him out of his depression.

>You could relate to his issues, being an outsider in this world despite everypony's kindness...

>It had been a tale of tragedy, of loss and of friendship.

>But perhaps that was more suited for another time.

 

>Soft tapping comes from your side and you turn your head towards the source of the noise.

"Angel?! What the fuck did you do?"

>He hops towards you and gently strokes his paw over your face.

>Jumping atop of your chest, he looks you straight in the eyes as he licks his lips.

>Seemingly out of nowhere, he retrieves a ballgag.

>You scream and struggle against your oppressor but to no avail.

>In no time Angel had placed the gag in your mouth, rendering your screams to mere hushed muttering.

>You fought and flailed around but Jimmy kept you tightly in place.

>Looks like you weren't going anywhere any time soon.

 

>With a little struggling, Angel manages to undo your pants, slowly pulling them down.

>You can't do anything but shake your head at the little lapin.

>In return, he smirks and nods.

>A cool breeze rolls over your limp length as he pulls your boxers off.

>This isn't... He can't...

>You try to break free once more but finally realize that your efforts are wasted.

>You weren't going to get out of this.

>Feeling Angel's soft fur slide over your slack shaft sends shivers along your spine.

>It didn't take long for your member to throb into life.

>Oh body, why must you betray me like this?

>The will is strong but the flesh is weak.

>Well... in this case the flesh is hard.

>And just like he had done the day before, Angel slowly drags his entire body over your now proudly protruding erection.

>You just wished he'd got it over with.

>As much as you hated yourself for it, he knew exactly how to bring you to the edge.

>His fur tickling on your glans makes you groan into the ball gag.

>He continues to dry-hump your shaft, making squeaking noises in the progress, until your precum drips from your urethra.

>Not one to let the results of his efforts go to waste, Angel stops rubbing himself over your length and instead begins to lick your pelvic area, collecting the precum in his mouth and swallowing audibly.

>He gives you a quick wink before turning around and giving you a view of his little puckered orifice.

>You can feel his tiny tongue lapping at your urethra.

>Now that you could fully focus on it, you noted how coarse his tongue felt.

>It only aided to the bliss of the sensation he fabricated.

>A warm and moist sensation envelops your tip and as he lightly bobs his head up and down, you can feel him continue to work his tongue on the bottom of your glans.

>It feels absolute divine, unlike anything you've ever experienced before.

>And you hate yourself for it.

>Angel seems to take no notice of you internal struggle as he continues to piston his mouth over your length, going deeper with each thrust until he begins to gag.

>He retracts himself, a strand of saliva falling on your pelvic area when the distance between your member and his mouth becomes too large.

>Turning himself around, he looks at you intently before slowly inching his way to the back.

>Rather than impaling himself on you like the day before, he simply allows your length to nestle in between his rump.

>With a smirk on his face, he begins to piston himself up and down, his tail tantalizing you as it brushes across your rigid phallus.

>The ministration sends shivers rolling down your entire being and it feels as if every nerve ending is on fire.

>You bite down on the ball gag, close your eyes and let loose a primal groan.

>Angel's smirk grows to unnerving altitudes and he allows your member to come loose from between his rump.

>Positioning it with one of his paws, he slowly lowers himself onto you.

>His sphincter expands and wraps around you, his innards following the exact contour of your pulsating erection.

>The heat enveloping every inch of your member that was lodged inside him brought forth an indescribable pleasure.

>He retracts back upwards, only leaving the very tip of your rod inside before clenching down on you.

>The velvety clamp on the ridge of your member invoked a surge of pleasure that rolled over you in diminishing waves.

>He continued to do this several times, each time bringing you closer towards your apex than the last.

>Despite the fact that you'd found release just a day ago, you could already feel yourself being ready to burst once more.

>The ball gag would show clear dent marks after this as you bit down on it once more.

>The throbbing sensation along your length increases and you can't help but give small thrusts into the small bunny's anal passage, seeking release more than anything.

>You moan out against your restrictions as you feel yourself empty inside him once more.

>Thick strings of your seed jet into his intestines, filling him to the brim.

>His innards can't be suffused anymore and the pressure building inside him forces him to let go of your length, another string of seed shooting against his sphincter upon doing so.

>You both need some time to recover from yet another session of steamy human-rabit intercourse.

>After a few minutes of snuggling with your chest, Angel gives you a quick peck on the cheeks before hopping of into the distance.

>Jimmy roars and retreats into the forest, leaving you to lie there in the middle of the street, pants down at your ankles.

>...

>..

>.

>..

>...

>NO.

>No. God-fucking-damn-it no.

>You're sick of this.

>You're fucking sick of this shit.

>This pastel pony world with its magic has taken the last out of you now.

>You've fucking had it.

>Why do they always want to rape you?

>Why can't there ever be a nice day for you?

>One where you can just sleep til noon, eat some cake, read a book and go back to bed.

>But noooooo...

>It's always rape 'o clock around here.

>Fucking Fluttershy and her fetishes.

>Fucking Rarity and her 'clothing measurements'.

>Fucking Rainbow Dash and her 'wing cramps'.

>For once, you just want to talk to somepony normal.

>Somepony calm and collected.

>Somepony levelheaded.

>Somepony who doesn't freak out over the slightest thing.

>Somepony with some real world knowledge.

>Somepony with an extensive knowledge about fruit.

>Somepony honest.

>

>

>Princess Sparkle.

>If there's one pony who could help you out in this misery-filled life of yours, it'd be her.

>You stand up straight, wipe the remaining cum dangling of your dick on some leaves and pull up your pants.

>A few minutes of traversing later and you're knocking on the door of the library-containing tree.

>The doorknob bathes in a maroon aura and the door opens for you.

>"Anon," Twilight greets you with a smile. "Oh, it's been far too long. Come in."

>As she commands, so you do.

>You follow her inside where she motions for you to take a seat.

>"I'm sorry that we haven't seen each other much but you know how it is being a princess and all..."

>She sighs dramatically.

"Yeah, no. I kind of don't know jack shit about being a princess, Twi."

>"Oh. I guess you don't," she giggles.

>"Anyway... What brings you here, Anon?"

>Now it was your turn to sigh.

"I got raped."

>"Wha—"

"By Angel Bunny."

>Upon hearing this Twilight has a hard time maintaining her composure.

>"Wait..."

>She can hardly repress her snickering.

>"You're telling me..."

>Taking a deep breath, she continues.

>"That a one feet tall cute little fuzzy rabbit raped you?"

"Yes."

>"Oh."

>"That's no laughing matter."

"That's not what bothers me, though. I mean, it's only part of the problem."

"Everything out here wants to have sex with me Twilight. I'm sick of it. Can't you do something to help me?"

>She taps her hoof against her chin for a bit, humming as she thinks.

>"Well, I guess I could make you parthenogenetic..."

"Does that mean I can't be raped?"

>She giggles.

>"No silly. It means nothing will ever sexually excite you anymore."

"Oh."

"Sounds wonderful. Where do I sign?"

>"You don't have to sign anywhere, just sit still for a moment, okay?"

"Wait, do you know this spell from the top of your head?"

>A rosy tint spreads on her cheeks. "Y-Yeah..."

>She mutters something about something shiny after but you can't quite make out what.

>Whatever.

"Alright, asexuality here I come."

>"You mean, here I come no longer," Twilight adds with a grin.

>Somewhere in the distance a cricket croaks.

>"Get it? Because cum i—"

"I'll deal with the raunchy humor, you deal with the magic part, okay?"

>She bashfully looks at the floor.

>"F-Fine..."

>She paws at the floor with a hoof.

>"I still think it was funny..."

"Whatever. Can you just please stop me from getting raped?"

>"Sure thing, Anon. Just drop your pants."

>Your head tilts on instinct.

"Maybe I wasn't clear. I do -not- want to get raped."

>She giggles again.

>"I'm not going to rape you, silly. I just need to cast some magic on your phallus."

>You know what?

>You're not even going to bother.

>Unbuttoning your pants, you let them drop to the floor, exposing yourself to the purple pony princess.

>A maroon aura surrounds her horn and a beam of energy shoots out towards your dick.

>It sort of tickles.

>Then it just sort of feels numb.

>Twilight's magic dies out and she looks up at you again.

>"So, how does it feel?"

>You give your dick a light slap.

>It wiggles a bit from side to side.

"Can't feel a thing."

>"Good, that means it worked."

"Thank God, the raping is finally over."

>Twilight nods excitedly.

>"Yup. No external means will ever excite you again."

>Get up and mess up her mane a little.

"You're my favorite little princess you."

>She falls to the floor, wings stiff in the air, legs quivering and drool running out of her mouth.

>Huh.

>Must've been her fetish.

 

>You walk out of the library and take a deep breath.

>Finally.

>Finally the burden of the hot monkey dick had been lifted.

>You begin walking through town.

>See Lyra sitting on a bench.

"Hey Lyra!"

>She turns her head towards you.

>Pull down your pants.

"See this dick?"

>Point at your dick for emphasis.

>You know, to avoid confusion with the other dicks surrounding you...

>Her tongue rolls out of her mouth and she nods with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Well, it's broke. Spread the word!"

>Continue to spend most of the afternoon in a similar manner.

>By the end of the day everypony would know that there'd be no more raping you.

>And even if they didn't believe it...

>Let them try to rape you.

>Poke your dick again.

>Doesn't budge in the slightest.

>Fuck yeah magic.

 

>As fun as flaunting around your dick in everypony's face was, you had to go home eventually.

>You estimate it to be around five in the afternoon or so as you begin to march back home.

>You are on your way to the cottage as you pass by the bushes again.

>And once more, they rustle.

"You can just come out, Jim. I know it's you."

>The ground suddenly rushes towards you.

>Wait. What the fuck?

>Ambush in the back!

>You get rolled around on your back and sure enough...

"Smart move, Jim."

>He was pinning you to the floor once more.

>Eh.

>Not like you could be raped anymore.

"So... We still on for poker on Thursday, right?"

>Jim roars and nods in reply.

"Cool."

>And sure enough, there was the tapping again.

>Look to your side.

"Hey Angel."

>He had his little outfit back on.

>Damn, he was a little manwhore.

>He smiles at you.

>Smile back.

"So, I'm guessing you wanna have sex again?"

>He nods.

"Ain't happening. My days of getting raped are finally over."

>His brow furrows and he taps his feet against the ground to signal his disapproval.

>He shakes his head side to side as he hops towards your pants again.

>Don't bother explaining yourself.

>He'll find out soon enough.

>Look down.

>Oh, he was already humping your limp noodle.

>He looks at you with an incredulous look.

>Smile back.

>He begins to suck on your glans.

>Spaghetti-dick remains.

>He frowns.

>Hooking his paws around your length, he begins to drag his entire body up and down whilst licking your member.

>Let him ride it out.

>Five minutes pass and your patience is beginning to run thin.

"Look, you can stop now, okay."

>He shakes his head from side to side, refusing to let go.

"Allow me to quote the princess that enchanted my schlong: 'No external means will ever excite you again.' "

"In other words, it's never getting up again."

>Throw in a shit-eating grin to add insult to injury.

>Angel's face becomes entirely blank.

>He looks like you just kicked him in the balls.

>He hops off your dick and begins to nervously pace around.

>Squeaking, he shakes his head from side to side.

>Then he halts and starts jumping in place.

>You don't like these developments.

>Not one bit.

>He looks at you and smirks.

>The most terrifying smile you have ever seen.

>He hops back towards your pelvic area.

>Poor fella.

>Can't cope with your slack shaft.

>Oh well, let him dryhump your limp length some more.

>Not like you'd notice it anyway.

>Except that you did.

>Not your dick. He was still clinically dead.

>You felt Angel prodding your butt.

>No.

>You were through being raped.

>This can't...

>And then you realize his intentions.

>'No external means will ever excite you again.'

>External.

>...

>Shit.

>You feel him pushing his paws against your sphincter.

"N-No. Please don't. I poop from there."

>Angel squeaks and before you can say anything more Jimmy had put a new ball gag in your mouth.

>Where the fuck did he kept getting those sex toys from?

>When you feel his paw slip into your intestines, however, you forget that line of thought.

>You're beginning to panic.

>This was bad. So bad. Oh god, how could this possibly get any worse?

>Then, you felt him stretching out your innards.

>Despite the fact that you were clenching your sphincter as hard as you could, he simply pulled it open with his paws.

>His fur brushes against your innards and you see your member give a light throb.

>All you can do is shake your head.

>Please stop. Please make it stop.

>You yell against your ball gag but to no avail.

>Angel was crawling deeper and deeper into your orifice until you throw your head back and moan out loud.

>Even trough the restraint of the gag, this could be heard.

>He was pushing and prodding against your prostate.

>And if you thought he was good before...

>It's like you're already cumming.

>Looking down, you see that you're full-mast and ready to go once more.

>You feel your sphincter being stretched out to the point of rupturing once more.

>Angel Bunny comes to face you.

>You look down on your boner.

>He looks down on your boner.

>Tears roll down your cheeks.

>How did your life come to this?

 

 

>Rapey ending