* Echoen begins to wash those heavy testicles with hir long wet batty tongue.

Boo3: *shivers and giggles, feeling much of hir tension dissolve already*

* Echoen leans in close and gives them both a good, slow attention, slathering over them with hir tongue, tasting the fur and sweet flesh of a potent pair of nuts. Smooching repeatedly, suckling on them despite their size.

Boo3: *lies back and relaxes more and more, spreading hir legs to give you better access to all of hir parts. As the bun mellows out more and more shi slowly gives up conscious control of hir form, surrendering hir shape bit by bit to the whims of hir subconscious desires, as well as a certain batty...*

* Echoen continues to slurp, clean, wash and lather your heavy bunny nuts with hir tongue, letting your balls know they are loved. Shi spreads your thighs and legs as you settle in, giving hir more access to every contour of that ponderous sac and those heavy spheres. Shi feels your control relaxing... and so shi eases into its place, taking it slow. Warmth flushes into your tail, and you can feel new shapes forming... as your tail transforms into a muzzle, just a muzzle and nose. Your sheath likewise begins to mouth and kiss around your cock, also becoming a bucktoothed muzzle. 

Boo3: *moans as a second pair of lips and another tongue join you in taking care of hir parts, not minding at all that they're technically hir own. Hir balls slowly, gently throb and churn as you keep focusing on them, slowly swelling up and growing larger and more potent, by increments at first but at a steadily increasing rate as well. Hir own hands move to hir breasts, rubbing hir tummy-fur before moving across hir chest, focusing on playing with hir plump, juicy, and now also slowly expanding nipples.*

* Echoen lifts hir hands to caress your nuts, massage and stroke them, worshipping their size, weight, density and growth. Shi smiles as a second pair of balls in their own seperate sac swell in just behind them, and your hips begin to creak forward - your legs pushing out into new legs, a new sheath forming behind your ballsac, your new cock pushing up into your foresex - your hindsheath's muzzle lips smooching at your cunny. Your configuration means even if you streeeeetched, your hindcock won't be able to pull out. Your womb swells, giving you a bit of a muffintop, both your sexes leading to the same heavy chamber. At first, your womb tickles, tingles, and actually hurts a little bit for a few seconds, a moment of queasiness passing, letting you become acquainted with your rapidly decreasing gestation period.

Boo3: *groans and arches hir back at the sensation of penetrating hirself, eating hirself out and you continuing to lick and caress and worship hir balls. Hir hips, (both sets) buck involuntarily as shi inadvertently tries hir hand at fucking hirself, tentatively at first but with increasing vigour with each thrust. A second pair of arms appears under the original (which is still busy carressing hir swelling breasts and increasingly hard nipples) to rub hir tummy, feeling hir insides shift and rearrange underneath hir skin and muscle as hir womb changes, expands, grows new fallopian tubes, hir egg production going into overdrive, dozens of ova readying themselves to receive seed, any seed, be it yours or even hir own.*

Echoen: The new configuration of hips and legs works admirably well for self-fucking, your hind legs pushing up underneath your forelegs to helpfully plunge your shaft deep, deep, so very *Deep* into your pussy, lightly bulging your belly, even as your sheathmuzzle slurps and kisses at your petals and clit. The batty moans as shi buries hir face into the bouncing, sloshing calvacade of huge bunny nuts, each one big as watermelons, dense and heavy and covered in thick, soft padding and silky fur. testicular heaven, the perfect sizes shi loves, round and blissful. Shi reaches under your hind-sac to plunge hir fingers helpfully into your sex, stroking and rubbing inside your walls, palm pressing over your fat clit. Your womb quivvers and aches again, not just ramping down your gestation period, but increasing how physically old your daughters will be... promising busty teens in moments after virile exposure.

Boo3: *bits hir lower lip, panting and moaning in ecstacy from behind hir cute buck teeth. Hir lower lips quiver in unison as you finger hir and shi eats hirself out even as shi pistons hir hard, throbbing, fat cock into hir fertile womb. Hir lower pair of arms moves down, rubbing hir bulging tummy, squeezing the outline of hir cock as it moves back and forth, stretching out hir skin, and moves hir hands lower still until shi reaches your head. Shi ruffles your headfur and plays with your big batty ears, encouraging you to not only keep going, but to step up and pay attention to more than just hir swollen, churning, virile balls. Hir upper pair of hands is still focused on hir breasts, now the dexterous paws running along the phallic lengths that used to be hir nipples. They're more plump than ever, having almost fully transformed into fat, dripping cocks, leaking precum onto hir fur. Hir front-cock does much the same, occasionally dripping and splattering generous dollops of precum on hir tummy and onto your head, and you can hear hir womb start to slosh with the precum slowly filling it.*

* Echoen wiggles hir big batty ears as your fingers stroke across hir head, chrrring and moaning lushly as shi continues to bury hir face into your pillowy balls. Shi lifts hir short muzzle up and licks hir lips, then starts to suckle and slurp at the 'throat' of your fore-muzzlesheath, licking up some of the saliva that dribbles past its cock-stretched lips. Steadily shi lifts hirself higher and higher, hir big breasts pushing against your huge balls, roughly the same size - hir tits squishing into your lap as shi finally reaches the tip of your cock, and with a "hwaaaaLUGHMPH!" swallows it. Entirely. Plunging it DEEP into hir throat, turning hir muzzle to lock lips with your muzzlesheath and bury your bunny boner three feet into hir throat.

Boo3: *shudders as you simultaneously kiss and deep-throat hir turgid shaft, letting out a prolonged squeal that turns into a groan that shifts into a hoarse, lewd, panting scream, your tight, tight throat sending hir shafter over the edge and causing a chain reaction throughout the rest of hir body. Both of hir sets of hips smack against each other, hir other groin-muzzle frantically tongueing hir front clit while hir tail-muzzle's long, skilled tongue performs some impressive oral acrobatics to lap at hir rear sex. The cocks on hir breasts throb, contract and then swell as they unload a couple of gushers of sticky, potent spunk all over hir own body and your back, the sticky fluid having powerful transformative properties of its own. And that's even without mentioning the pints and pints, gallons, even, that the rabbit is unloading directly into your stomach, as well as the other load that's rapidly filling up hir mutated, hyper-fertile womb, causing hir belly to swell and swell and slosk and churn with sticky, virile spunk, hir swimmers eager to find some eggs of their own to pair up with. Shi bloats so much hir muzzle-tail gets a mouthful of hir bunny-spunk as some of the excess gushes out through hir second birth canal. Hir tummy rumbling as shi knocks hirself up many, many times over, hir body responds by expanding hir lower section and booty to accommodate the soon-to-be-born daughters, both going and coming...*

* Echoen revels in the sexual bliss crashing through you, drinking deeply of the hot, huge eruption of ejaculate that pours into hir gullet and belly, saturating hir flesh with sticky warmth and potency that shi can feel, taste and smell, with a hint of saliva from your kissing muzzlesheath. Hir own heavy prick pumps out a lush blossom of cum between your pairs of balls, shi's practically thrusting between them. Shi moanglrks as your lower body expaaaaaands heavily, widening and thickening with imminent motherhood, gushing fuller with shapely growth and milf-like curves. Hir twitching, spunking dick is promptly clutched by a pair of paws that spill from your sex, used as a grasp to pullll your newest daughter out, the bat shuddering around your cockflesh as shi, seconds old and pumping through her fifth puberty, sits her plump bottom on hir dick and wraps four legs (configured like hir mother's) around the batty's waist, spearing up into that same sex with hir own hindcock. The batty begins to pull back from your cock, moaning as shi tries to rise or at least pull back, only to have hir legs grabbed by your next daughter, pinned down as shi spills out of you, thumping onto the floor, bunny boobs surging in size with giggles to follow, locking hir own four legs around hir mother's hind legs and rump, mashing hir pussy to hir mom's pussy - hir belly rapidly expanding as your next daughter, hir sister, is birthed right into hir own womb.

Boo3: *groans, hir eyes rolled back in their sockets as bliss overcomes the hyper-pregnant bunny, hir womb swelling with hir own continuing orgasm, rapidly-developing daughters, granddaughters from knocking hir daughters up with hir own spunk, as well as granddaughters from hir other unborn daughters' coupling. The one daughter receiving hir sisters doesn't hold on for very long before hir belly swells too big for hir to properly hold onto hir mother anymore, instead moving down to spear hir sister's rear sex with one of hir shafts and you, hir batty aunt, for lack of a better term, with the other, the sensations in hir own incestuously-impregnated womb, filled with hir own sisters and sister-daughter-nieces setting hir off almost instantly, thick globs of spunk pumping into hir sibling and yourself, filling every nook and cranny inside both, swelling the two of you up even more than you already are. More hyper-developed bunnies crawl out of the still-growing Boo and latch onto your nipples, suckling on your own transformative milk. Others still prefer their mother, deepthroating the still-cumming nipplecocks on the massive rabbit's breasts, the metamorphic spooge infusing every cell of their body with the need and ability to breed, growing extra parts, elongating lower torsos to wrap around their mother and hir batty lover, their own juices and sticky secretions melting into your fur and skin, encouraging you to grow more parts for them to play with, too.*

* Echoen erupts with more, more limbs pushing from hir body, more torsos and taursos extending from hir frame, more heads to kiss and lick and suck and gulp and moan, more shafts to spear into pussies to breed and throats to feed, more cunnies to envelop around cocks, breasts to nurse hungry maws and squish around anxious cocks. The room is flooding with offspring alone, and bursting apart as each one of us becomes so great and grand, curvy and excessive, needy and breedful. Dozens of bunnies spill from hir every moment, hundreds more from the bunnies surrounding us. The rooms and house begin to crack apart, full to bursting with bunnies and batty, torrents of milk and seed and a fog of scent spreading outwards. The mutations are far and widespread, contact with the tide of breedjuices causing the most rapid and immediate of transformations and rapid pregnancy, wihle the scent alone causing just minor transformations, increased arousal, and the promise of a slow downward spiral towards complete corruption.