Towel Bunny Novels & Stories

“Nope. Sex should have been enough for you.” “It’s never enough. Cuddling after sex is.” “You can cuddle but no foreplay? You are a weird one.” “Weirdo is my name.” “Okay. So that’s what I’m supposed to call you?” “Yeah.” He kisses my neck and takes the comb from me. “Let me help you with that.” “No.” I grab the comb from him. “What tomboy? You don’t want me touching your hair?” “Yeah. I will do it on my own.”

She is holding two newborn babies wrapped in white fur. She looks up and opens her mouth, but nothing comes out.

Today she will have to tell me which one is better, mine or the fucking toy. “Maya!” I barked. The door to the bathroom was flung open to relieve my prey. I walked up to her and pinned her against the wall while removing her towel. “You have been naughty, Bunny, and naughty bunnies are to be punished.” “Zion, what is it?” I lifted the dildo so that she could see it. “What is the meaning of this?” Her eyes became wide. “Z-Zion, I-I can explain.”

Maya got into her room and decided to have a shower. She took off her clothes and put on a towel. When she got into the bath tap, she hung the towel on the door knob and turned on the tap knob. Lost in the warmth of the water, she didn't release something that had entered the room. Her towel was taken from where it was positioned. After the shower, she reached out for her towel but couldn't find it as it was taken away. She became confused and decided to just walk out of the bathroom since she was the only person around at the moment.

Cash walked to the table near the entrance of the room, the one with all the sex toys. She selected one and then walked back, holding up a pink vibrator with two little rabbit ears that would touch a woman’s clit when the vibrator was fully inserted. It was something Willow was pretty familiar with. “A rabbit for a rabbit, yes?” Cash asked. Willow nodded. “I like the way you think.” Cash turned on the rabbit vibrator and began massaging Willow’s lower lips with it. Cash gently pushed it inside Willow’s hot, dripping hole and smiled.

It felt good to focus on something positive, even if it was just for a little while. Then, I spotted a display of plush toys and couldn’t resist walking over. There were stuffed animals of all kinds—bears, bunnies, and even mythical creatures like unicorns and dragons. One plush toy in particular caught my eye. It was a fluffy gray wolf with bright, friendly eyes and a little blue ribbon tied around its neck. I reached out and picked it up, squeezing it gently. The softness was comforting, and I found myself smiling without even realizing it. “That one’s really popular,” the red-haired attendant said as she walked by. “We just got them in last week. Super soft, right?”

Takuto Kimura, now three years old, found himself ensconced in the plush, pastel-colored world of kindergarten—a far cry from the high-rise boardrooms and corporate strategies he was accustomed to. The nap room, with its rows of tiny cots and the faint scent of baby powder, was a particular enigma. Today, however, it presented an opportunity he couldn't resist: the legendary Tyrannosaurus rex blanket. This blanket was the ultimate symbol of prestige and power within the kindergarten world. Its soft fabric, warm embrace, and most importantly, its majestic embroidered T-Rex logo had made it the most sought-after commodity. And Takuto, having been given a second chance at life—this time as a to

What had he gotten himself roped into? "Dr. Odell, right on time." Bunny had a plastic bag full of white, silk flowers over one arm. "Come over here and I'll get you set up with a glue gun." "Okay." He walked across the room to a corner table. Streamers, bits of feathers, a bowl of mini-cowbells and lots of glitter littered the table. "What is it we're doing?" "Making mums, of course." She thrust the bag into his hand. "Everyone should have a mum."

All the new bunnies and the immigrating Hares seemed to love Persiana fashion. Doll nudged him. "The boxes, Marshmallow. Remember?" Guru looked down at Doll, who was pushing a double-decker baby carriage with their year-old kits in it. Well, six of them. The seventh, the one Agent had given new life and Doll had named Willow, was snuggled up next to Ember - one of Spitfire's kits - in a sling around his little grey bunny's neck. Guru had a mirror image kit sling around his neck with the other two of Spitfire's much smaller litter of three.

We spoke almost every day. Except for today. I guess he is very busy. Now more than ever I can't wait for him to come back. I was always in the hospital, and when I got tired I went over to the Cafe I visited last time. Everything was just a boring routine now. Well, except for today. I have to admit, cleaning with Mira was fun. I turned around, only to find her sleeping on the bed. She looked so peaceful as she held onto Bunny. Raymond had gifted it to her on her and George's four-year birthday, while he gave George a PJ mask toy.