Transcript: Work at the lab had been going so well this week. She had been selected for some seemingly normal clinical trials, testing out a new cure for some disease or... something. It was kind of hard to remember, it was getting kind of hard to... concentrate. Using DNA from rabbits they were trying to cure something, so she had volunteered, if only for the extra money on her paycheck. They wanted to make sure there were no side- effects, even though it was ready for human testing. Well, at least she had answered that question for them. They assured her they could reverse the process, it would just take time. After extensive checks they had been certain that apart from the ears and bunny tail, she was pretty much normal. As long as she didn't do anything to exacerbate her situation... god it was hot in their apartment. She was home from the lab, given time off until they could find a cure for the cure. She didn't seem to be suffering any really adverse side effects after all. It wasn't until she got home things started to get worse. She was so hot, in every sense of the word. It was all fine, though. Perfectly fine. She just had to ignore it. Ignore the way her thighs clenched every time she looked at anything vaguely phallic. Just ignore the trickle of thick cream beading between her legs. Ignore the thought of getting on all fours for every conceivable task, in case someone wanted to mount her from behind and fuck her brains out. No! She wasn't going to let this happen. She was first and foremost a woman of science. Her boyfriend of three years would be home soon, and she would just have to explain things to him calmly. As calmly as she could. Explain that they couldn't kiss each other, hold each other close, grind their bodies together in mutual desire. They couldn't fuck each other senseless, as he had no doubt been hoping, and she was screaming internally for more than her next breath. She unzipped her jacket a little, letting her breasts out. They felt so uncomfortable encased behind all her clothes after all. They felt bigger somehow, but that was impossible. She must have always been this size. Why did she always buy clothes way too small for herself? So warm... she was sweating. Her heart was fluttering with anticipation. She hadn't seen her boyfriend in two weeks. Two weeks of nothing but the toys she brought with her... oh... her toys were still at the lab. She had left them in her dormitory... W-well she'd just have to make do without them. She couldn't risk infecting her boyfriend, if whatever was wrong with her WAS infectious after all... All those wonderful toys going un-used... The jingle of keys announced her lover's return. Surely he would be just as happy to see her as she was to see him after so long apart. Well, maybe he wouldn't feel exactly as excited as she was right now. That was probably physically impossible for a normal human... she was probably the most aroused person on the planet. Her thighs were rubbing together, back and forth, itching and twitching as her core burned with desire. She bit her tongue inside her mouth, hoping to distract herself. How the fuck was she supposed to deal with this for days, or even weeks!? God I need to fuck something. Now. I can't fucking think straight. Everything is just fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck! "Hey, I'm home, are you back yet?" Oh no.
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so what happens if the dude gets infected? Bunny Boys? or do they just get inexplicably horny?
I just assumed the guy turns into a bunny girl and the cycle continues.
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Work at the lab had been going so well this week. She had been selected for some seemingly normal clinical trials, testing out a new cure for some disease or... something. It was kind of hard to remember, it was getting kind of hard to... concentrate. Using DNA from rabbits they were trying to cure something, so she had volunteered, if only for the extra money on her paycheck. They wanted to make sure there were no side- effects, even though it was ready for human testing.
Well, at least she had answered that question for them. They assured her they could reverse the process, it would just take time. After extensive checks they had been certain that apart from the ears and bunny tail, she was pretty much normal. As long as she didn't do anything to exacerbate her situation... god it was hot in their apartment. She was home from the lab, given time off until they could find a cure for the cure. She didn't seem to be suffering any really adverse side effects after all.
It wasn't until she got home things started to get worse. She was so hot, in every sense of the word. It was all fine, though. Perfectly fine. She just had to ignore it. Ignore the way her thighs clenched every time she looked at anything vaguely phallic. Just ignore the trickle of thick cream beading between her legs. Ignore the thought of getting on all fours for every conceivable task, in case someone wanted to mount her from behind and fuck her brains out.
No! She wasn't going to let this happen. She was first and foremost a woman of science. Her boyfriend of three years would be home soon, and she would just have to explain things to him calmly. As calmly as she could.
Explain that they couldn't kiss each other, hold each other close, grind their bodies together in mutual desire. They couldn't fuck each other senseless, as he had no doubt been hoping, and she was screaming internally for more than her next breath.
She unzipped her jacket a little, letting her breasts out. They felt so uncomfortable encased behind all her clothes after all. They felt bigger somehow, but that was impossible. She must have always been this size. Why did she always buy clothes way too small for herself? So warm... she was sweating. Her heart was fluttering with anticipation. She hadn't seen her boyfriend in two weeks. Two weeks of nothing but the toys she brought with her... oh... her toys were still at the lab. She had left them in her dormitory...
W-well she'd just have to make do without them. She couldn't risk infecting her boyfriend, if whatever was wrong with her WAS infectious after all... All those wonderful toys going un-used...
The jingle of keys announced her lover's return. Surely he would be just as happy to see her as she was to see him after so long apart. Well, maybe he wouldn't feel exactly as excited as she was right now. That was probably physically impossible for a normal human... she was probably the most aroused person on the planet.
Her thighs were rubbing together, back and forth, itching and twitching as her core burned with desire. She bit her tongue inside her mouth, hoping to distract herself. How the fuck was she supposed to deal with this for days, or even weeks!? God I need to fuck something. Now. I can't fucking think straight. Everything is just fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck!
"Hey, I'm home, are you back yet?"
Oh no.