“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.”

The nearby alarm clock went off and a big brown and white furry paw reached over haphazardly at the loud annoying beeping. A swing and a miss- the paw smacked the front of the alarm clock; another attempt with that furry paw and another miss, knocking over a photo. The paw then reached at the cord and yanked it- hard, unplugging the clock straight from the wall.

The paw returned to its owner, a male fox with short brown hair. He turned away from the now unplugged alarm clock and covered his head up with the sheets.



“Happy Easter!” a voice suddenly erupted from the foxes door. An anthro horse with arms spread wide up in the air and a huge grin on the horses face. Clearly, it looked female, slightly chubby, and a good set of D cups hidden underneath a purple pajama top. She wore purple pajama bottoms too, though they had a decent bulge in them, hinting that this female wasn’t quite purely all female.



The fox had totally forgotten what day it was. He reached up at those covers and slowly sat up. He wore a fairly simple white sleeveless shirt to bed. “Easter?” he said with a yawn. He went from tired, to grinning once his yawn was finished. “That means candy! Did you hide the candy eggs last night, Myu?”



Myu leaned against the door using one arm above her head. “What kind of girl do you take me for? Of COURSE I hid the eggs, five in all, each with their own good treats inside of them. Did you get me anything?” she gave a sly grin.



Of course it was unlikely Soren was able to get her anything at all- he had been laid off from his job since…okay the details were fuzzy, it was around the time Myu moved in with him for…again, the details were fuzzy.

In fact, there were a lot of moments that were hard to recall with her. Days came and went and, while sure he had gotten things done during those days, it was hard to recall exactly WHAT he did on those days. He tried to look back now and then, back into WHY he got laid off from his job or HOW he even knew Myu in the first place, but every time he tried to figure it out, something always got in the way, as if he was never supposed to be able to solve such mysteries. Whether it’s the phone going dead when talking to his previous boss, or friends just flat out missing when asking them if they remember how he met Myu.



The fox chuckled nervously and shrugged. “You know…eh heh…” he scratched the back of his head and glanced to the wall calendar with a picture of an anthro bunny lying down towards the camera suggestively. Every weekend was circled ‘Soren: Job hunting’ on it, while the weekdays Myu was working at…actually, he didn’t even knew where she worked. She was a busy girl. “I’ll make it up to you. Now, give me a hint, where’s the candy?!”



“Your first candy, while not in plain sight, can be seen easily under a bright light.” Myu spoke in rhymes. She knew how much that fox liked such things. She leaned onto the foot of the bed with her hide covered hands and looked the fox straight in the eye. “Good enough of a clue for ya, Soren?” she referred to him by his name.



Soren had to give it some thought before he jumped straight out of bed and revealed his red shorts. “Yeah! I know RIGHT where to look!” he declared proudly before rushing out of his bedroom with not a second thought.



Myu rolled her eyes with a grin. She looked at that unplugged alarm clock and that knocked over photo- a photo of her and Soren together. The pair weren’t a couple by any means. Myu always preferred the…womanly type over the man. She wasn’t sure how Soren felt about her, but it didn’t really concern her too much anyways. “Five eggs you’ll go and find, and then? Well once that’s done, you’ll be all mine.” She spoke softly before heading into the living room, the place Soren undoubtedly went to.



The living room was kept fairly clean. A small couch sat in the sunk-in part of the living room, with a decent sized television against the wall and a, rather small, selection of games, largely for Soren. A large window with open curtains was all the light the living room really needed, though there were large floor lamps on both sides of the couch, as well as two recliners on the other side of those lamps. It was rare Myu and Soren sat together on the couch, but the recliners? In short, one had horse hairs, the other had fox hairs.

Soren would be found looking over at the windowsills, behind the black curtains more specifically where the sun shined brightly down, the only thing stopping the sun going farther being those very same curtains.. “I don’t see the candy here.” Soren turned to Myu with a pout. He was certain the candy would be near that window, and yet it was anywhere but.



“Soren.” Myu put her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes. “The chocolate would melt near the window. I may be uncaring and heartless at times, but even I know better than to put chocolate in a place that it would melt.”

Already, Myu was beginning to think this was going to take all day. It’s not that Soren was dumb, actually compared to most people Myu knew, Soren was intelligent, intelligent enough to pose problems to her in the future should he start figuring her out and HOW exactly she moved in with him in the first place. Still, rather than have his search take any longer, she provided a second clue right then and there. “Just listen here, you louche, just take a look near the damned couch.”



Soren looked towards that couch. He looked above it for a moment and then he recalled the first clue about a bright light. A bright light near the couch, that just had to be the tall floor lamps right next to the couch. He glanced down to the first one and noticed nothing, but then something shined near that second one. He rushed over to it and leaned down to find that green plastic egg. “Yeah! First egg!” He said with a grin. He paused only briefly to wonder, how did plastic shine anyways? Well, candy was candy either way. He cracked it open to eat the chocolate goodies inside. It was another egg- a chocolate hollow egg inside the plastic egg. He didn’t hesitate to eat it happily, enjoying his delicious chocolate treat that tasted better than most chocolates he could recall eating.

Unfortunately after eating that chocolate in such a rush, he began to feel dizzy. He couldn’t explain it. It wasn’t a feeling of nausea, but just…tiredness. Before he even knew what hit him, while he was still on the floor from diving into that floor lamp, he went out like the light above him into a slumber.





“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP” a familiar sound the fox picked up.

“Wait…what…?” Soren slowly opened his eyes and found himself on his bed. What had just happened? He had found one of those eggs Myu hid, eaten it, and then-

“BEEP BEEP BEEP”

The alarm clock was going off. He reached over and unplugged the blasted thing again, before he came down with a sense of déjà vu. Hadn’t he done this before? He unplugged the alarm clock, he knocked down the photo…speaking of which, the photo was back up in the same place it had been before it was knocked down. Perhaps Myu fixed up all of this and brought him to bed? Yes, that was the only real logical explanation. How long had he been out though? Had it been a day? Two days? The sound of his stomach growling distracted him and he couldn’t help but look down at it- it looked larger. He felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of a more plump stomach. It wasn’t fat by any means, but chubby was a better way to describe him. With the rush of energy he now felt looking at his gut, he rushed to the bathroom- not to use it, but to check the bathroom scale.



The scale confirmed him at 210 pounds. No way, there was no way he was that big- he had been 160 for the longest time…okay give or take pounds on occasion, but not THIS fat. He could actually reach down and feel love handles. And speaking of his love handles, his fur looked a little…whiter on top of things. He was still orange largely all over him, but it was a more pale orange. It took him a moment to remember why he was like that though, he had a bunny relative. It was distant, but it was there; his great-great-great-great grandmother.

That also explained his ears that were a bit longer, too.



“Happy Easter!” a voice rang out; an all too familiar voice for Soren. He turned around to the bathroom door to see Myu.

“Y-yeah yeah. Very funny! It’s not Easter anymore.” Soren replied, hesitantly. “It’s only…” he paused for a moment and rushed past Myu to go check his calendar. Sure enough it was Easter, the other days were crossed out. Easter of 2018. “Twenty…eighteen?” Soren asked. That had to be a joke. Myu was just joking around, there was no way it was one year later. He checked his phone and it read the same. He ran out to the living room and turned on the television and it, too read 2018. That had to be a joke; there was no way he had slept that long let alone for an entire year, yet every single thing he could check that had displays would display 2018.



“You’re looking for the rest of your eggs?” Myu asked, following him the entire trip he took around the living room. “Cause I didn’t put them behind the television- don’t want your gut knocking over the set.”



“N-no. It’s just…you’re a really funny prankster. It’s not 2018!” Soren replied a little defensively. Yet when he turned to the morning news it read 2018. He didn’t even pay attention to the time, but the date was indeed Easter 2018. He had slept for an entire year? How was that even possible! “B-besides, if it is one year later, all those chocolates would have gone bad.”



“These chocolates don’t have an expiration date. In fact, they’re quite special ones, mate. They’re healthy to eat and, most of all, they’re delicious, as you’ll recall.” Myu rhymed for him again, sticking her tongue out playfully at that. “Your second egg looks really nice. It’s in the place where we store ice.”



Soren already knew where that egg was. Myu was a prankster, but it was still Easter, wasn’t it? He was confused, but at the same time his stomach was growling for food- and specific food at that, chocolate. “F-fine he said, half defeated he went to the fridge. He opened up the fridge at first and noticed an awfully lot more food than normal. He closed it, and then opened up the freezer. There was quite a lot of food in here too- largely ice cream. Unfortunately he couldn’t find the egg. It HAD to be in that freezer, but there was just so much food in the way. “Uhn…” He grabbed onto one ice cream, rocky road, and pulled it aside to see chocolate behind it. He paused and looked down at the ice cream. There was no point in letting it to go waste while egg hunting. He grabbed a spoon from the silverware drawer and, while leaving the freezer open, popped open the rocky road ice cream and ate it right from the container, at the very least using a spoon rather than his hands.



Unfortunately it did get his hands rather dirty with ice cream, and in a matter of five minutes the container had been emptied. Something clicked in his mind when it had been emptied- what if Myu had stored the egg, not in the freezer itself, but in the ice cream? She was sneaky like that after all. So he opened up another container of ice cream and helped himself. He didn’t care so much about what flavor it was, just that it was a sweet treat to eat; oh and that it might also have that egg he was looking for. It didn’t take him long to empty out container after container of ice cream, and he just tossed those ice creams on the floor. His hands were getting gooey and sticky, just as his face was with a color mishmash of brown, white, pink, and with some rainbow sorbets, the combination of so many colors mixed up on him. A few times during the emptying of the ice cream he belched lightly in the process, but that didn’t stop him. That tail wagged ferociously as he dug and dug until there was only one ice cream container left, smore flavored. With a groan, he reached in and grabbed it and helped himself, not seeing the egg that was right behind the container until after he emptied the container.



With one more, louder belch, Soren reached into the freezer and pulled out that egg, finally seeing it. He stepped back and took a look at the egg, but then he was finally able to get a good look at himself- something he had failed to do when he was eating all that ice cream. His upper belly was covered in soppy goop, as was his lips, his chin, and his hands. He looked even fatter than before, yet his hunger still wasn’t sated. It was hard to guess how much he weighed now without that scale, but when he reached down to pull his gut back, he couldn’t see his feet even AFTER pulling back his flabby stomach.

“At least….at least I found it. Hah.” He took this as a victory before opening the egg and munched on the chocolate goodness inside.

Of course, much like the first egg, he felt rather tired afterwards. It was only after he felt so tired that he remembered the first egg doing the same thing, but by now it was too late. He fell down to the floor with a very heavy thud and was knocked out cold- his fat rolls jiggling slightly once he hit the kitchen tiles.



“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP” the familiar sound rang off again.

Soren reached over and smacked the alarms snooze button this time before slowly sitting up with a groan. Even sitting up was feeling like a challenge. Looking over himself now, his fur was very pale in color- an extremely light orange tint to that fur. It took him a moment to remember how much rabbit he was. He could feel his short, but still fluffy tail and his ears which were at least a good foot in length by now, only floppy near the top. He felt something brushing against his lower lips though and, upon feeling it, he felt his own teeth- two buck ones to be more precise. His parents were…one of his own parents was a bunny- his own mother. He had a ton of siblings because of that- his mother had a very high sex drive. It’s just what bunnies did, and Soren knew a bit of that drive had been passed down to him, though the erection he felt between his legs didn’t feel very large- it didn’t even reach up to his belly.

Yes, his own belly- it was quite large by now. A glance at it and Soren saw just how big and round that thing was. Whenever he moved, he felt it swaying with him from side to side with rolls of fat. He quickly glanced over at that photo of him and Myu, and paused. The pair looked…closer now. It looked like Myu was even kissing him on the cheek in that photo. It made him blush for a moment before he knew he had to see a mirror. He groaned and struggled out of bed. Each step he took was a waddle closer to that bathroom.



Upon reaching the bathroom and glancing in the mirror, Soren confirmed- he looked like a combination of a fox and bunny, a rather fat one. He stepped onto the scale and looked down…at his own rolls of fat. He couldn’t even see the damned scale down there anymore! It was then he remembered the scale had been adjusted to help him fix that though- a small installation hooked up to the side of the scale allowed one to read the numbers higher up. The display was a foot shorter than him, but it read “333” on it.

“No way.” Soren couldn’t help but say. That was…that was nothing short of fat, heck it was morbidly obese. No wonder walking felt like such a challenge. It didn’t help that his feet were larger too, another side effect of being part bunny. Not that neither him nor Myu were particularly large on feet, though Myu did seem very…affectionate of his weight.



There was one other thing he recalled from last time. He checked his phone, the calendars, anything that said the date. Now it read 2020. He was in disbelief that he had slept through two years, yet when he looked at anything that had a date once again, it was confirmed- even the morning news. The only thing that was missing was…



“Happy Easter!” Myu said, bursting into the living room with a grin on her face. “Surprised to see you out and about, Soren. You’re not normally up until noonish. Well, your next egg is pretty easy, so I won’t be all teasy. If you can still waddle, if you can still walk, you should check that big grandfather clock.”



Soren looked over at the grandfather clock. Part of him wondered, when did that even get there? There wasn’t one there before. Then again, the couch that was so massive it took up the whole wall also wasn’t as big as before, nor was that television as huge before. So many different things were going on around the place. Yet, his stomach rumbling told him he needed food, and chocolate WAS food, but even he wasn’t that dumb. “If I find that egg, I’m just gonna fall asleep again!”



“Soren.” Myu turned around. Her horse tail swished in the air from behind her while she walked over to that clock and leaned down without bending her legs, giving a good view of her rear. She leaned back up with the egg in her hand. “You’re just lazy. You eat and sleep and lay around like a slob…okay, you at least bathe and shave, I’ll give you THAT much, but that’s all I’m going to give you…” she paused, casually tossing the egg up half a foot before catching it in her hand casually. She couldn’t help but notice Soren’s eyes were fixated on that egg. He could deny it all he wanted; it was still obvious just how much he wanted that egg. “Okay, I’ll give you this egg too.” She casually tossed the egg with an underhanded light toss. The plastic pink colored egg landed gently on Soren’s own gut, inches away from his face.



Soren’s eyes grew wide at that egg now sitting right on him. All he had to do was reach in front of him and open it up. He wanted to say no, he wanted to run away, but all his walking would do is turn into a slow waddle. His stomach rumbled hungrily and part of him just knew he couldn’t get to the kitchen without putting fourth a LOT of effort. “F-fine.” He stammered, opening up the egg and eating from it, knowing all too well what was going to come next, and sure enough, he was feeling very tired.



“Oh Soren, you last less and less, why when you next wake up, you’ll be in a muumuu dress. No longer male, no longer a guy, really the only question is…how much time is going to fly by?” Myu said with a tease. She was easily able to push him back onto the couch, where she jumped on those rolls of fat and gave him a big sloppy kiss as Soren fell asleep once more.



Soren groaned as that alarm clock sounded off yet again. He reached over and slapped the top of the alarm, knowing full too well that he gave in to his laziness and that he gave in to his gluttony- and it was biting him in that ass that felt so large it almost took over that whole bed. He still had…how many eggs had he collected? It wasn’t that he didn’t remember getting the eggs, it was that he couldn’t remember how to count that high to begin with. He slowly shifted out from bed, ready to go to the bathroom and look at those changes, but he paused when he saw that photo of him and Myu. It looked totally different- now it looked like Myu was in a tuxedo while Soren was in a wedding dress, kissing on the lips. The pair were…married? And when he looked harder at that photo, the one in the wedding dress had no fox in them at all- it was a purebred bunny, a female one at that. Then it hit him- he had only referenced that bunny as Soren only moments ago.



He stood up out of bed and waddled to the bathroom, the challenge more daunting than before. He didn’t bother looking down at that pink muumuu he was wearing, nor the rest of his body, Soren just wanted to see what he looked like from top to bottom in that mirror.

When he finally got to that mirror, he froze. What stood in his place was no longer a fox, but a bunny- a huge bunny. This bunny looked older than Soren, well into her thirties. The top of her head had huge bunny ears- ears so big Soren could have used them to cover his own face, if they weren’t pulled back behind his head. He could also make out dangling hoop earrings- only one pair, but earrings nonetheless. Soren had a soft feminine face with slight signs of aging, but far more signs of fat and huge buck teeth. Soren also had a nice F cup chest- a chest really only that large because of his fat. No, it was his ass that had the honor of being giant- it looked like four giant pillows got stuffed in his rear, and it looked just as soft. He was also wearing a large pink muumuu, really the only thing he could wear at this point with as much fat as he had.

In addition, while he couldn’t make out the tail underneath that outfit, he just knew it was a tiny fluffy white tail, white as the rest of his fur.

Speaking of ‘him’, Soren reached down…he couldn’t really reach all the way down unfortunately, but when he thought of a cock, the only one he could think of was Myu’s cock and Soren’s…well…in short, it was hard for Soren to recall ever HAVING one- no Soren wasn’t a ‘he’ at all, ‘he’ was in fact a ‘she’, and a loving one to Myu.



Just as Soren was trying to deal with these thoughts and her conflicting gender, rather than Myu bursting in on her, she heard a light suckling noise. She turned to the bathroom door and noticed a small child. This child had largely brown hide with fairly large ears, though not nearly as big as Soren’s own. They also had a bunny head pacifier, a clear cut diaper, and a soft white blanket.

If Soren had to guess, this child looked like it was a combination of horse and bunny anthro that was maybe two or three years old, and it took a moment for her to remember something about this child, too. “Babth, I’ll be wish chu sshhortly.” Soren said, with a short pause after. Her teeth were so buck that they were interfering with her own speech- or maybe it was her bunny half, she found it took a LONG time to figure out how to say those words, as if the English language wasn’t her first to begin with.

The small horse/bunny creature nodded and ran of, far faster than Soren could ever walk or waddle. It wasn’t just her huge fat, but it was those giant floppy feet that made walking hard. Heck, hopping was easier for her, but even that was still a challenge.

“Myu!” Soren called out, slowly making her way out of that bathroom. “What did chu du?” It was so much easier just calling for help rather than walking, though her speaking was hardly understandable.



“What?” Myu called back, actually not too far from Soren. “Nothing, except hide more Easter eggs. It IS Easter, after all.” Myu had gone…well largely unchanged. She stood there with that child right next to her- the child’s height just barely larger than Myu’s own bulge.



Soren’s eyes stared at that bulge between Myu’s legs- it looked so much bigger than she remembered. Sure Soren remembered Myu being a herm, but with a cock that went down past her knees? Hell she swore it almost looked like a third tiny leg. Vague memories of Soren and Myu together with it though, sure Myu was huge, but so was Soren…Soren quickly shook away those thoughts. Something else he remembered, the year. “Whath ear ish if?” Minute by minute, it just felt so difficult to speak English at all.



“2025.” Myu responded, casually. “Not that you can count that high anyways.” She grinned at that and poked that huge belly of Sorens- poking a spot that actually jingled slightly with the signs of a belly button ring. “I’d be shocked if you could count how many eggs you had left to find either, or if you could even find them without running out of breath in the first place, oh queen lard of beauty.”



Soren’s brows furrowed at that. Not the compliment, but counting eggs. Of course she could count! She rose up her pristine white fingered paw in front of her and stared at that paw for a moment. The little tiny white claw tips and short stubby fingers…sure she was an anthro bunny, but how MUCH of an anthro bunny compared to a human was she? “On..too..tee..” the bunny counted…Soren was sure she had found that many eggs already. Didn’t she find more? Not even she remembered at this point.



“Good girl!” Myu laughed at that and leaned on Soren’s thick fat. “Three eggs. I hid more, but honestly I don’t even think you could find the others at this point, so I’ll just give them to you, sound good?” It was difficult to see Myu underneath the fat, to be blunt, boobs of Soren, but she was grinning right up at her underneath that chest. “And then you can have breakfast after you eat your chocolate egg.”



Soren had a difficult time remembering what happens when she ate those eggs, but she knew far too well. “N-no chu dun hath too!” Soren stepped back with her paws over her head, covering her mouth with her thick fingered paws- though her fat pulled apart her arms so much that it was hard to even do that much, her fingers just barely touched each other over her mouth.



“Oh alright.” Myu crawled up Soren’s fat as if she were climbing a mountain. “One more egg.” She pulled out a chocolate egg from behind her and…well, figuring out how Myu pulled out things from her being was a mystery that Soren had yet to solve. “And then you can have your Easter breakfast, even if it is noon.” Myu reached out and easily moved Soren’s hand with what little strength Soren had and pushed that chocolate egg right into her mouth.



Even though Soren wasn’t being forced to chew it, the moment it entered her mouth she did the chewing and swallowing herself. Sure she was terrified of those eggs, but it didn’t change that they were still good- and she was hungry! She felt hungry all the time, even as that egg did its work on her once again making her fall asleep. The only good thing Soren could think about is, hopefully that was the last egg. She recalled there was…she couldn’t even remember anymore. She fell asleep then and there, still standing on her bunny feet keeping up that fat bunny body.



What day was it now? What YEAR was it now? The giant Soren bunny couldn’t even figure that out anymore as she slowly opened her eyes. She was amazed the bed was able to still support her weight at this point- she felt so large and wide that her arms swung off each opposite side of the bed while her bunny feet dangled just at the bottom. Her feet felt giant, almost as giant as her ears which were now right in front of her, just dangling in her way. She could make out plenty more hoop earrings in the ears, though she didn’t count how many pairs she had- maybe because she was too lazy, or maybe it was because she couldn’t even count that high.

She didn’t need to go to the bathroom to look in a mirror now, she could see one right above the bed. She stared up at the reflection of an oversized giant anthro rabbit, one that looked like it MAYBE had some human in it, but very little. Her face was so soft and feminine with cheeks a squirrel would envy.

She wasn’t even wearing a muumuu at this point, she had outgrown even that, exposing her giant breasts that rested on her. She could make out barbell piercings on the nipples, nipples that looked swollen from possibly a lot of breastfeeding. Her bellybutton also had a piercing with a tiny horse head on it, and the only reason Soren could see that was because of the mirror. Her gut was so large it hid her own sex, but Soren just knew what it was- a large feminine cunt, just so perfectly fit for her husband Myu, the pair were frequently active after all, it was only normal she…adapted.

Speaking of adapted, she also noticed a collar on her neck. It was a strange collar with red glowing sides and a green unlit one in front of her. When she opened her mouth to try to speak, the green button lit up and her bunny chirps turned into speech. “What happened to me?” At least she understood herself now, if only because it was the collar translating now pure bunny speech into words. She didn’t even have the energy to move anymore. She knew she could get up, but it would just be too much a struggle.

She could also make out her own ass- not that she could see it and all of it’s glory in the mirror, but she could make out the soft white sides of her ass coming out from behind her and sticking out from her frame- her rear was as big as a normal bed.



What little thoughts Soren had would be cut off as children began to pile into the room, each child was a bunny and horse hybrid of varying degrees, and roughly 15 children in all. Some children had long ears, some had a fluffy tail, some had buck teeth, though what bunny traits they had, many of them tried to hide either through clothing or tying their ears back or special shoes, as if they were embarrassed to be part bunny and just wanted to show off all of their horse assets. Each child was of varying age- the oldest one looked MAYBE 16 while the youngest one was only a few months old. Myu entered with them, carrying a tray with breakfast on it- a tray that would make one wonder how Myu was able to fit all that food on there, much less carry it. A tray not much wider than her, but carrying six pancakes, ten waffles, four cooked eggs of a variety of methods, eight strips of bacon, a bottle of syrup, two jugs of milk, and a card- a card that read “Happy Easter” with a signature of Myu’s, and all of their children signing it. “Alright girls, boys, and everything in between.” Myu says, setting down the tray of food right next to Soren’s maw. “One…two…three.”



And with that, all of the children, and Myu, shouted “Happy Easter!” 