Anthro Bunny Novels & Stories

Plus, a headband with deer antlers on both sides completed her looks. Her head tilted to the right. “Deer antlers?” she muttered softly. “Miss, Master is waiting outside.” The soft voice came from one of the bunny. Her eyes blinked a few times. “You... can talk?” She thought they couldn’t talk. “Of course, Miss.” Bunny’s tiny paw grabbed her thumb and escorted her to Leon. They walked side by side towards him, who was leaning against the window with his arms crossed. He tightly closed his eyes. When she was standing beside him, his eyelids immediately opened, revealing his grey irises that glowed coldly.

Uriel muttered under her breath. Taking Uriel outside, I led her to a clear patch of grass on the lawn. The hellhounds were running and playing tag with each other, and Uriel watched them intently. “Are you ready, Bunny?” I pulled her close to me. Her wings fell from her body as she jumped. Glitter shone in her eyes as she squealed an overwhelming, ‘yes!’ Her wings, filled with golden silk intertwined with the feathers, had me watching in awe.

Each movement was filled with affection and warmth, a silent expression of their bond and connection. Satisfied, the lynx stepped back from his mate, allowing John to take in the scene around them. Annie, in her petite fox form, stood gracefully next to a majestic lion—Michael, with his lush mane was the emblem of the king of the jungle, his amber eyes steady on John. Annie's bushy tail wagged with excitement as her greenish-yellow eyes met John's lynx gaze, a silent exchange of camaraderie and mutual respect.

Alpha Jackson had landed me on my ass more times than I could count during our one-to-ones. I took up working with Annabelle learning some tracking techniques during the past weeks, like which animals left which footprints, which wild plants and fruits were good to eat or poisonous and how to create traps (originally meant for pups who hadn’t gotten their wolf yet). I struggled a little bit with it, but Annabelle was patient with me and true to her word she let me ride the back of her wolf form to get to places quicker. The first trap I made for a bunny I accidentally sprung on myself

“Like what?” “Well... I know they like to wander around naked a lot.” Ethan laughs. “They’re horribly inappropriate. And they like to sniff people all the time.” He laughs louder. “They’re always fighting and brawling, and they listen to incredibly screechy music despite their very good sense of hearing. And some of them, like humans, are not very pleasant. But some... Some are gentle and kind and funny and caring. Some are good men.” The smile dies from his lips, an intensity crossing his features. The tangle of nerves in my stomach starts to tighten once more.

Ayanna said and took her seat. "Oh.. thanks though!". Darius uttered before taking his seat followed by Louis, Sapphire,Modesta and little Azaria. Ayanna gaze land on the little bunny on Modesta's Arm." How is she" "she's Good... thanks to your help.. Ayanna" Modesta replied with a smile. "Oh .. Don't mention" Ayanna sighed.. and forced a smile at the little boy who was staring at her. "She's... creepy". Sapphire whispered to Louis who nodded at her word.

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.

Of course, he wanted to head back, his feet hurt, he was turning to a popsicle and he was fucking sleepy cause he was cursed to awake at ungodly hours. However, something caught Alex’s eye, his mood brightening up. Appearing from one of the bushes was a snow-white bunny with fur that looked to be as soft as anything imaginable. It looked so fragile, so tiny, that Alex wanted to hold it in his arms. Crouching, Alex called to it, hoping that it would hop over. When it did, Alex was beyond ecstatic, holding it in his hands. Its fur was as soft as imagined, its tiny nose wiggling around and its body warming Alex’s hands.

It felt egregiously domestic but simultaneously perfect. “Mama, are you sure you don’t want more to eat?” I asked skeptically. “Nah, I’m good. I had a chicken breast and kale. I’m straight, homie. Oooo, it’s a commercial break; time to do squats,” Zoe announced. She discarded her plate on the coffee table and jumped to her feet. I watched in a trance as she completed her squats, and I didn’t have to wonder where she got the stamina to ride my dick. I was aching for her as she squatted low to the ground and brought her ass back up again. “Daddy, are you being a pervert?” she asked suddenly, snatching my attention away from her ass.

he will trample on. So defenseless, blindfolded, she trustingly stretches her palms to both of them. Fourteen steps up. Austin's happy bark. Key turn. Can? Can? Can you watch already? Kitty jumps and squeaks, squeaks and jumps, and tries to hug the mantelpiece. Austin squeals and circles happily around them. The brothers are bursting with such pride, as if they didn’t just rent this apartment, but at least designed it themselves.