Anthro Bunny Novels & Stories

His beard scrapes against the curve of my ear, and I’m seconds from letting out a sound I’ll regret when I catch the tattoo artist staring intently at the far wall like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. “Stop it,” I whisper, swatting at his shoulder. “That’s ticklish.” His nose brushes my cheek, then he pulls just far enough to meet my eyes. “Do you know one special thing about bunnies?” “If this is going where I think it’s going—” “They have a very high reproductive drive.” “Knox.” “Come on,” he says, pulling me flush against him. “It’s just ten. What’s the big deal about having ten kids?”

Taking her hand, I grabbed one of her fingers and touched each of the fabrics. “Pastel pink.” I moved to the next one. “This one is pink too but a little darker. It also has a pattern with red roses and blue birds.” The next. “A deep red.” The next one. “A pink but it’s a little brighter, like bumble gum.” I touched the ears. “Grey.” Touching the button eyes. “Wood, dark brown, like chocolate.” Auri stared down at the stuffed animal as I went through how it looked. Once I finished, she ran her hands over the entire bunny before clutching the bunny to her chest. She held him tight and I smiled, feeling as though I had done something right.

I had always hated the name of our pack, thinking it was too bland. Atlas Andino emerged from his car, his usual friends in tow. I knew them all by name, noting how their styles of bullying differed. Atlas Andino, with his pale blonde hair and startling grey eyes. Shaina Adam's with her espresso skin and gorgeous sneer. Michelle Cario, with her long legs and thick accent. Duke Kentworth, with his football jersey and messy black hair. Dean Marsh, with his curly chocolate hair and sly smile.

He could dance a tango right here, if only the Mountain released his grip on the back of his shirt. Thank you, Trent thinks. Now, how do we survive? Before we can answer, Pink Bunny plods toward us, struggling to keep his rifle leveled with one hand as he roots through his hip pouch with the other. Small bottles of lube, something pink and rubbery and floppy as a deep-sea creature, and a green banana hit the wet concrete in his wake. As he approaches Trent, he finally pulls out a pair of handcuffs lined with white fur. Angry Fox murmurs something.

And at the same time, two voices from the other side simultaneously shouted. “Run!” “Takbo!” Then sunddenly a water type like net tried to hold off the giant white bunny as if it was catching its prey. This huge water net had a faint blue thread at end and was connected to Lord Ethan. On the other hand, a dozen of mid-size stone spears started attacking the same bunny. The bunny started to step back after three stone spears hit its left foot. Those mid-size stone spears were created by none other than Kaiden.

Poppy’s bangs still fell across her forehead like a tiny curtain refusing discipline. “Bunny,” Poppy mumbled. I took the thin blanket from the back of the sofa, the one the crew had prepared earlier for “ocean trauma.” I spread it over Bunny and tucked the edge beneath the doll’s long ear. “Bunny is covered.” Poppy inspected the work with one eye half-closed. “She can’t be too warm. She’ll get arrogant.” “Bunny doesn’t have feelings.” “Mommy, you’re not romantic.” I sighed.

'' And I hear Max and Jeremy" explode into laughter. Lily comes from the back and loses it herself. Ariana telling her to get the antidote! Antidote? What's happening? I sneeze again and cover my nose with a bright pink bunny paw. What the fuck? I ask "What's happening?'' Only my voice is high pitched and squeaky and now Ariana is giggling while the guys are holding their sides and trying to breathe! Again I yell. ''What the fuck is happening??'' And they laugh even harder. I rush to the mirror on the wall...and standing there is a 6'7 inch bunny with my face except I now have bunny ears and nose with whiskers. Lily takes me to the back and hands me an

I whispered. His smile widened. “I’m glad you’re enjoying this. It’s amazing, Carrie.” “It is,” I said, meaning every word. He gave my hand a small squeeze before letting me go back to the chaos. Shane was watching Leo crawl toward the giant plush animal zone when I turned away from Amders. It was a lion bigger than him, a giraffe with googly eyes. “He’s fearless,” Shane said. “He’s curious,” I corrected with a grin. “Both,” he admitted.

Jason POV "I am. How can I help you?" "My toy is missing. Can you help me find it?" Everything in me wanted to say yes. Had to say yes. The need was overwhelming. Instinctive. "What toy?" "My other rabbit. The little one." She held up the stuffed animal in her arms. Worn from years of love. "This is Big Bunny, but Little Bunny is gone, and Big Bunny gets lonely without him." Something about the way she said it. There was a genuine concern in her voice. Made my wolf pace restlessly under my skin. Protective instincts firing.

A notification popped up on my phone. "Cruise trip now boarding! Busty bunny girls who know how to scream, juicy and ready for action! Limited slots available. Come enjoy the party!" It was the summer after freshman year. My twin sister Drew Romano was hellbent on joining that slutty senior Luna Rossi aboard some cruise ship as a "bunny girl" to make some fast cash. I scrolled past the ad online, and my chest tightened. In my past life, I was terrified something would happen to Drew, so I worked up the nerve to stop her.