Rabbit Without Ears 2 の小説・ストーリー

It gets injected, and beside it is a big red button. We see a gloved finger press down on the button. For a while, nothing happens, and then suddenly, the rabbit begins to spasm, shake violently while screeching in absolute pain. Its eyes turn red, and blood trails out of its eyes, nostrils, and ear. It continues to shake and screech loudly until we begin to see bits of its body decaying, little by little, slowly, leaving the rabbit in agonizing pain. The once-white fur turns into black, brown, and green. The body continues to decay until there is nothing left but rot and dust.

He was holding a white rabbit to his face as he's crying. " What in the world happened to you?!" " Oh! No! The butcher has spotted you! Be free my friend! Be free!! But if you go then I'll be breaking 14 ladies' hearts! Oh! What a cruel fate!" " Oh! God! Don't tell me!" I sighed as I held my head. " Terry! Can we please not use rabbits as test subjects?! I mean just look at how cute they are!! With their long little ears and twitching little noses!! And their soft poofy tail!! JUST LOOK AT THE POOFY TAILS!!"

My free hand mauled my left tit, twisting the nipple until tears pricked my eyes and my cunt clenched harder, the sting shooting straight to my clit like a live wire. I was a mess—thighs slick with arousal, towel drenched, the mirror fogging from my ragged, animalistic breaths. I yanked the glass out with a wet squelch and grabbed the rabbit—monster-thick, veined like a cock that had been carved from marble and sin, buzzing like a chainsaw on steroids. The second the ears clamped onto my clit I screamed, hips jerking so hard I nearly toppled over. I shoved it in balls-deep, the rotating head grinding my front wall into liquid fire while the ears flogged my swollen nub raw.

But then the rabbit turns around, its eyes finding mine. Almost pleading. I don’t think. I lunge, aiming for its neck. It moves in the last minute, making me miss the area that could instantly kill him. Instead, I end up stabbing a part of its back. Something that won’t kill him instantly but definitely weaken it. My fingers trembled and I feel tears fill my eyes, making my vision blurry. Forcing myself to toughen up, I grab the rabbit by the ears and attempt to break its neck.

Khiron joined in immediately, his own laughter mixing with mine until we were both leaning against furniture because standing upright while laughing this hard was impossible. "The rabbit," I managed to get out between laughs. "That stupid rabbit caused all of this." "The rabbit that you screamed at like it was a serial killer," Khiron added, wiping at his eyes. "It jumped out at me!" "It's a bunny. A tiny, fluffy bunny." "With very long ears and too many legs moving too fast!" "Rabbits have four legs, Nia. The normal amount of legs." "It felt like more in the moment!" He chuckled, “fine fine. I'll stop now.”

“And no, I don't remember buying rabbit satay. It's a cute animal, how can I eat it?” “And in exchange you eat five deer skewers,” Elina replied with a snort. “Even though I am absolutely sure you once said that deer are cute animals and their horns are very beautiful.” Nadira shrugged. “I am an admirer of animals,” she promises. “However, I can't lie to my own tongue.” “So you think rabbit meat is bad?” Elina asked doubtfully. “I have no idea.” Nadira admitted. “Never wanted to try. They are like cats to me. Such cute animals should not be eaten.”

[RABBIT] Rabbit woke slowly. For a few blissful seconds, he didn’t know where he was. Heck he couldn’t see where he was. He reached for his glasses but instead the cool feel of a glass cup met his fingers, “Huh?” He sat upright, a sharp pain spread down his lower back not to mention the slightly sore feeling between his legs. Did he have sex with Chris again? The mattress beneath him was far too soft from the one Chris had in his house.

Fresh kill. But she didn't pick it up to eat. Instead, her face did something strange — soft, sad, her brows drawing together. She touched the rabbit's fur gently, almost tenderly, and made a sound he didn't understand. A sigh. A murmur. She disappeared inside and came back with a tool — long handle, flat blade at the end. She scooped the rabbit up carefully, cradling it like something precious, and carried it into the woods at the edge of the cleared space.

My movements come to a halt when it snaps its neck in my direction, its black, beady eyes pinning me to the spot. It was so cute, there was no way I could kill this thing. Just when I am about to give up, the rabbit loses its life instantly. No, I did not do anything to it. One second, it was standing right in front of me, and the next, the snapping of its neck filled my ears. Its head hung lifelessly from the snout of a wolf. Kiara. Her brilliant amber eyes met mine for only a second, but I could see the mockery and humour in them. She broke the contact between us and ran towards what I am assuming to be her basket with her newfound kill.