Baby Carrot (Ed)

Baby Carrot

 

   Angel was desperate.

   There was a girl bunny in front of him, and he couldn’t do anything about it.  She had a hurt paw.  Fluttershy had bandaged it all up.  The problem was Fluttershy kept her locked away in her hutch.  There was a fine wire screen between the two of them.  She was in heat too.  Angel could smell her pheromones a mile away.  It was driving him crazy.  That was why he had a raging erection.  He couldn’t do anything about it with the screen in the way.  He had tried; there was only chaffing.  The girl bunny was rubbing her six little titties up against the screen, trying to entice him.  It worked, but again there was nothing to be done.

   Angel had to walk away from the hutch before he really hurt himself.  He was sad.  Dejected.  

   As he walked down the path, he saw a chicken in front of him, pecking among the pebbles.  Elizabeak.  She cocked her head up and looked at him.  Then she looked down, spying his boner.

    “Bagawk?” she asked.

   Angel grinned.  He took off after her.

   “Bagawk!” Elizabeak screamed.  She flew across the yard, leaving feathers in her wake.  Angel was hot on her tail.  She ran around the well.  Angel was still after her.  She ran behind the cottage.  Angel was still after her.  She squeezed underneath the wooden fence.  Angel didn’t see the fence.

   When he finally regained consciousness, he winced at his splitting headache.  He also looked down to find himself still erect.  He got up off his back and was determined to do something about it.  He saw a deer.  It must have wandered out of the White Tail Woods, and was currently grazing in the meadow.  It was a doe.  Angel stumbled over to her.  He was in luck, she was in heat.  She saw him coming and turned around to present herself.  Angel jumped.  He didn’t make it.  He jumped again.  Still he didn’t make it.  He put everything he had in his legs into one massive jump... and got up perhaps as far as the back of her knees.  She looked back at him, snorted, then bounded off into the woods.

   Angel began to cry.  It wasn’t fair.  All he wanted to do was get off.

   “Oh, is everything OK, my dear sweet Angel?

   Angel spun around.  Fluttershy was in front of him.  He hadn’t heard her approaching.  He looked down to see if his dick had any sense to spare his dignity by retreating.  It hadn’t.  He looked up at her and shook his head, eyes still watering.

   “Oh dear,” she said as she saw it.  “you’re hard up for some action.  Aren’t you?”

   He nodded.

   “And Mrs. Funny Bunny is locked away in her cage with a hurt paw, isn’t she.”

   He nodded.

   “Well that’s just a shame.  Hmm.  What can we do to help you?  Oh, I have an idea.  Why don’t you come with me.”  Fluttershy turned and walked away.  Angel didn’t know what she was talking about, but he followed after her.  She led him up the path and into her cottage.

   Fluttershy sat down on her couch and picked him up.  “Who’s momma’s great big brave boy?”  Angel sheepishly pointed to himself.  “That’s right.  You are!  You’re so cute.  You’re so cute!”  She set him down on the cushion next to her, and then laid down on her back, her legs stretched up into the air.  Angel was staring directly into Fluttershy’s pussy.  He hadn’t been expecting this.  He looked up at her face.  “Uh huh, that’s right,” she said.  He looked down at her pussy, at his dick, at her pussy, then back to her face.  “You’ve got it.  Go ahead,” she encouraged.

   Angel plunged into that, not another moment’s hesitation.  He drove his massive cock right into her, no holds barred.  She took it all, the dirty bitch.  He started slamming away as if there was no tomorrow.  He was going to pound her snatch into next week.  Which was good, because she wouldn’t be able to walk until then, not after he was done with her.  He was really laying down the damage.  He looked up at her face.  She was idly chewing on the tip of her hoof.  Her eyes were idly rolled up as if she was trying to remember her morning, or as if she were lost in a daydream.  She looked down at him out of the corner of her eye.

   “Oh, I’m sorry.  Am I doing something wrong?” she asked.  His little rabbit hips slowly stopped pumping. He faced the truth.  This was like throwing the hot dog down the hallway.

   “Oh, my poor Angel.  Is momma too big for your itty bitty widdle baby carrot?”  He nodded.

   “Here, maybe this will help.”  She lifted him off of her and scooched herself down the cushion a bit and put him back down.  Her perky little pink anus was staring right back at him.  “There,” she said, “try that.”

   He tried that.  It was much better.  There was actual contact.  Now that he was finally getting some, he was in heaven.

   “Ooo, you’re so big,” Fluttershy encouraged him.  He started thrusting faster.  “You’re hung like an elephant.  You’re filling me up.  Oooh, I’ve never had it so big.  I’m coming.  I’m coming.  Oh, keep it up big boy.  Oh, you’re splitting me in two.  Ohmigosh.  Ohmigosh.  So big.  Ohmigosh.”

   She lifted him and brought him to her face.  She started sucking off his tiny little dick.  He continued to thrust into her pursed lips.  Angel came.  His tiny little black eyes rolled into the back of his head.  Fluttershy swallowed.  She puffed out her cheeks and made exaggerated noises as she did so, just to boost poor little Angel’s confidence.  She laid him back down on her chest.

    “Wow, that was amazing,” she said.  “Was it as good for you as it was for me?”

   Angel nodded, grinning from ear to ear.

   “Are you ready?” she asked.

   He didn’t know what she was talking about, but he went ahead and nodded anyway.  He wasn’t paying much attention.

   “Take a deep breath.”

   Angel took a deep breath.  He didn’t know why she asked, but he did it anyway.

   Fluttershy picked Angel up by his feet, swung him high, and then shoved him hard into her cunt.  He went all the way in, all the way up to his feet.

   “Oh yeah,” she shouted.  “Now you’re going to fuck me for real.”  She was heaving her pussy up and down into the air.

   Angel, unable to breathe, started kicking his feet as fast as he could.  He was kicking on Fluttershy’s clit.

   “That’s right, Thumper,” she said.  “You make me cum, this time.  Make me cum.  Make cum, you little shit.”  The kicking increased in speed as Angel panicked.  Fluttershy screamed.  She came, and flopped back down into the couch.  As she came to her senses, she realized that Angel’s thumping was slowing as he was running out of oxygen.  Fluttershy pulled him out, and flopped him down on the couch.

   Angel was wheezing and gasping as he tried to catch his breath.  He was soaked from head to toe.  He got down from the couch and stumbled off to the door.

   “Come again soon,” Fluttershy called after him.

   “Stay the hell away from me, bitch,” Angel said.  “You crazy.”