Zootopia Cop Bunny Novels & Stories

"Tell me, what number are you?" They were suspicious of Finn's identity and wanted him to exchange code words. Finn’s lips parted slowly— Just as the Spiriter thought that Finn was about to say something, Finn spat at them suddenly and picked Baby Zetty up, running hell for leather. He ran as quick as lightning! The Spiriters quickly gave chase. Baby Zetty woke up after being shaken violently. When she saw herself being carried by a running ‘Batman’ with 19 other Batmen chasing after her from behind, Baby Zetty burst out crying from fear.

“You should know that my family thinks I’m going to kill you because of those loud groans you keep making. Now, which one is better, the dildo or my cock?" “Shut up and fuck me. Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!" I pulled out. “Don’t you fucking try me, Zion, it’s your cock!” she screamed. With my balls rubbing against her folds, she started trembling and reached her peak, carrying me with her, and I exploded inside her. “Fuck, I love you, Bunny!” I said in between pants. “I love you too.” ~THE END~

Poppy won Bunny’s trial at eleven-twelve. Bunny was declared not guilty because, according to Poppy, “there was no evidence except the spoon was missing and Bunny looked suspicious, but that’s not a crime, that’s personality.” Sebastian accepted the verdict with a serious face. I looked at him from the sofa. “You know, if you keep treating all of this like a federal trial, she’s going to start asking for an actual courtroom.” Poppy immediately turned her head. “Can I?”

“Mr. what!?” At that moment, the chipmunk went close to the bunny and said, “ME-OW.” The two started laughing afterwards at the cat joke. The pussycat turned and gave the two a menacing smile that did not go unnoticed from the two. The bunny and the chipmunk gasped in horror as they saw the look on the cat’s face. “It was him.” The bunny immediately pointed at the chipmunk. “It was all him. I have nothing to do with that joke.”

“I heard the Russian government is panicking because some criminal escaped from a correctional facility. They could be anywhere.” “Serial killer???” Leah shrieked and stood to her feet. “Great, now I’m even more terrified than I was when I thought it was a bear or something.” I didn’t look in their direction, but I could hear feet shuffling across the floor. “Where are you going?” Zubby asked. “Annie’s room,” Leah retorted. “Wait–come back!” Zubby cried out, following after her. “It’s not a serial killer. It's a cute, giant koala or something. Hey–come back! I’m sorry!”

I explain, “there’s something we have back at the Howling Wolf base in Santa Cruz. Well, not something. Someone.” “You think Isaac and Regan could help?” Zach asks. “No - well, yeah, of course, they’d be on our side and fight in whatever battles come up, but that’s not who I mean.” I take a deep breath, looking around at the table, at everyone who’s counting on me, and I continue. “We have a Moon Rabbit. His name is Coello. And he’s currently trapped in a magic cage in the basement.” Orsina and Zach just look confused, but Clara gasps. “You have a captured Moon Rabbit!?”

"You will have to provide the remaining portion." "Like what?" I inquired, perplexed. "Consider a bunny emerging from the bushes," he answered. I followed his instructions, and a few moments later I saw a white-furred bunny hop out from behind a bush. I was immediately captivated by the bunny and allowed my animal instincts to take over, creeping up on the poor bunny. It seems that the bunny detected my scent as he spun around and bounded off. I ran as fast as I could, chasing after it. However, the bunny's appearance changed to that of Zara just as I was getting close enough.

She enjoyed flirting with passing truckers, and watching her lean out the window to talk to or yell at other motorists made Shamira grin. "Hey, can we stop and get a soda?" the bubbly young woman said. "I'm totally parched and would kill for a Diet Doctor Pepper." "Yes, I'm sure that flashing your tits at the guys in the Ford F-150 with a rebel flag sticker must have been exhausting." "Just helping highway safety by keeping guys awake," Bunny replied, leaning over and checking the security of the AA12 automatic shotgun she had strapped to the other side of her seat. When Shamira had suggested she ride "shotgun," Bunny had taken the suggestion seriously.

PAXTON SPRINTED PAST the perimeter, past his friends. Coco had been taken by the very man who'd already tried-and failed-to kill her. That time Paxton had been there to save her. This time he hadn't been there for her. "Pax? Pax!" Silas bellowed. Paxton ignored him and kept going, past the cop cars. He caught sight of Zain standing behind a police van speaking with two officers. A short distance away the SUV Zain had ridden in idled, the windows down, one of the fresh meat guys at the bumper watching the crowd.

Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears. “Uh, perhaps you should let me take over, Miss Justice,” I said, clearing my throat, trying to move her away from the table. “But why?” she questioned with confusion written all over her face. “Just a safety precaution with Titus being a pit and all.” “Dr. Parker, he’s a puppy, and I’m fine. Please be seated,” she gritted through clenched teeth. I sighed but returned to my stool in the corner of the room and watched him flirt with Zoe while she examined the puppy.