Conflicting Traditions Chapter One: From City to Burrow Summary Judy Hopps and her fiancé Nick Wilde have traveled to Bunnyburrow to partake in a rather important event - The marriage of Judy's step-brother to an arctic fox named Skye. Their pair arrive at the station and get settled in in Judy's childhood home before dinner starts. “Well, we made it, Darling Fox. Home at last!” Judy said with a bright, infectious smile as the train finally grounded to a halt in Bunnyburrow Station. She and Nick stepped off of the impressive machine, their fingers interlaced, the two savouring the shift from cityscape to rolling countryside. It had been a long ride from the city to the burrow, and an even longer battle with Chief Bogo, who initially resisted letting his two best officers go. A sports event was taking place, and Chief Bogo had demanded that all officers be on duty, even the ones who should’ve been on holiday. However, he had been unable to justify this order after Judy had made a deal with Mr. Big to help keep Zootopia peaceful. As a result, the duo quickly found themselves on their way to Bunnyburrow. “Think we’ll be fashionably late?” Nick quipped, earning an eye roll from Judy as she thought back to the letter from her parents. Her parents, Mr. Stu and Mrs. Bonnie had invited them to what they’d described in the letter as a very important event: the wedding of Judy's brother Jack, or younger step-brother, as she'd pointed out once before. Nick's curiosity, however, had piqued by the revelation that Jack's bride was an Arctic Fox named Skye. It provided him comfort to know that Judy's family seemed to be open to accepting such interspecies relationships... or at least he hoped they were. The pair was happy to be away from the big city and once again surrounded by the fresh countryside air, yet the heatwave was just as intense in the countryside. It was the end of June, and summer had arrived in Zootopia and Bunnyburrow with a vengeance. While the weather added to his warmth, Nick's true source of heat came from Judy. Judy’s ears perked up as she heard the unmistakable sound of a necklace rustling. She looked over to her fiancé, who was unloading the suitcases, and found the key she had entrusted him with dangling freely outside of his shirt. "Got all the luggage. What’s nex—AGH!" The fox was caught off guard as he was pulled down to Judy’s eye level by his ear. "For God's sake, Nick, keep it tucked away until we're at the burrow, would you? I don't want any non-family members to ask weird questions," Judy spoke with a tiny blush on her fluffy cheeks, the doe shoving the dangling key back under the tall fox's shirt. Seeing his chance to strike, Nick leaned in and gave the top of her head a reassuring kiss, her ears twitching in that adorable way they always did when confused. "Smooth move, slick fox." "Keeping the surprise factor high, just for you, Carrots." His cheesy words earned him a kiss on the lips (Nick still couldn’t believe his luck in having Judy as his fiancée). His thoughts were quickly overshadowed however, as he and his doe were swarmed by Judy's family. A quick handshake from Stu and a hug from Bonnie were all they could manage before they were engulfed by young bunnies. "Kits, leave them alone. We have to get back to the burrow before dinner!" Stu told all the tiny fluff balls that were his kits. With one glance from Bonnie, the kits decided it’d be a better choice to head back for dinner rather than play with Nick's fluffy tail. Much to Nick's relief, as his tail, just like for other foxes, was a private area that should be touched only by loved ones like Judy or close family. "Judy, it’s good to... What’s with the dress, honey?" The motherly doe was caught off guard by her daughter's attire. The one-piece garment, although beautiful, greatly puzzled her. "You like it? Nick picked it out for me back in Zootopia," Judy said before she proceeded to do a little spin or two to show off the blue dress from all angles. "I mean, it looks gorgeous on you... but I thought you hated dresses because... you know, the sound that comes with the freedom of movement." Bonnie didn't want to say too much about Judy's predicament while out in public; nonetheless, her daughter seemed undeterred. "Oh, that. Don’t worry, Nick fixed that problem shortly after he proposed to me." Her mother looked back and forth between the bunny and the fox cop. Seeing that neither of the two were uncomfortable, Bonnie thought it best not to dig deeper, the loving doe satisfied and happy that her maturing daughter was happy, and so moved on with her greetings. "It’s good to see you two made it in time," Bonnie said as they all walked towards their big burrow. One advantage with bunnies: houses large enough to accommodate weddings with little to no housing preparation. With a smile, he walked towards the burrow where he and Judy would be staying for the next two days. "Good to see you too. I hope there's still time to help with the preparations," Judy said as she walked beside her mother, with Nick on the other side walking alongside Stu. Nick wore his old outfit from the hustling days, while Judy wore a blue backless summer dress designed to fit her figure perfectly. The dress was snug around the waist, accentuating her figure, with her tail pressing the fabric closer to conform to the shape of her bunny buns. It was quite the sight, with Judy’s back fully exposed. Bunnies tended to be modest in terms of their bust sizes, and Judy was no exception. Nevertheless, that didn't deter Judy from occasionally using a push-up bra to playfully tease her fiancé, enhancing her petite A-cup tits to a modest B-cup. Overall, Judy looked cute and beautiful. He still couldn't believe they’d debated for hours on end over her undergarments of all things, but he had successfully persuaded her to wear a red thong instead of going commando. ‘Family is family, sure, but try to be civil, Judy!’ Nick thought as he entered the large and cosy burrow, mindful not to bump his head on the small door. Thankfully, the ceiling expanded and grew taller the deeper he went inside. The wedding was set for tomorrow morning, giving him and Judy some time to unwind and get settled. Nick had never attended a wedding before, let alone a bunny wedding, as foxes tended to favour private ceremonies rather than the elaborate ones hosted by bunnies. It was fair to say that Nick was stepping into this event blindly. ***** "Alright you two, here are the keys to your room. It's located away from the centre of the burrow, so the kits shouldn't bother or interrupt your rest," Stu said, then walked away with Bonnie under one arm, the buck and doe whispering to each other as they left. “Your parents sure know how to make us feel welcome,” Nick remarked just as Stu and Bonnie turned a corner, heading back to the kits and dinner preparations.” She chuckled softly before opening the door to their room, setting down her luggage, and hopping onto the large bunny sized family bed. "Ahhh, by the heavens, thank the Maker for bunny air conditioning," Judy exclaimed as she stretched out on the soft bed. "I'm sore all over. I can't believe it's been months since Bogo gave us even a one-week vacation." "Yeah, it’s hard to believe how busy we have been. I love a good case, but I must say, Chief Bogo really tested us with that last one. I spent three months undercover to stop a smuggling organisation. I've gotten so backed up!” Nick protested before looking at his relaxing doe. “Haven't even had time to get all lovey-dovey with my beautiful fiancée," Nick added, flashing Judy one of his signature seductive fox smiles. "Backed up you say, love? You had to size up your pants just to keep your fruits hidden from the public eye when on patrol… as well as the entire police force to boot," she said with a smile, feeling that her fox had gotten the short end of the stick in this situation. Foxes weren't meant to restrain themselves like this, so Judy had been surprised to learn that over the last three months, his 'apples' had started to grow larger. "Ugh, tell me about it. They have grown from average fox-sized family jewels to those of a well-endowed timber wolf!" Nick grumbled, his family pride making everyday tasks as a police officer more challenging. On patrols, Wilde had even cranked up the air conditioner to the max, hoping to cool down the intense heat they were generating against the warm fabric of the car seat. "You won't hear me complaining, hot stuff. Now they finally fit the impressive red rocket you got in between your muscular thighs,” Judy teased, as she laid herself onto her side. “Though having to use two hands to hold them instead of just one is a little taxing," Judy remarked playfully as she admired her fiancé, who was stretching his sore muscles. "I can't wait to get rid of them. It feels like I'm working out my legs every time I move around," he admitted while taking off his shirt. The burrow was a lovely place from what he’d seen so far, but the chilly underground climate was not doing any favours for his wet fur that was growing cold, the aggressive summer heat a fleeing reality in the depths of the Bunnyburrow. "Patient, you'll have to wait for our wedding," Judy said, glancing at the wonderfully large jewels which showed themselves against his grey underwear. Looking up, her eyes settled on the tiny key around his fox neck, the metal object a symbol of the trust she was putting in him, the canine effectively guarding her against something of which she wasn’t very fond of. "Our wedding... but isn’t there time for a bit of intimacy right now?" Nick Wilde looked both puzzled and eager, the fox now standing in just his boxers. “O-oh, you meant that kind of ridding,” Judy stuttered. “I-I think we've got some time before dinner for a quickie,” she said, a little embarrassed at having misunderstood his words. "Alright fine, come here you horn dog. I’ve waited for you to get all lovey-dovey with me for months!” She put her butt in the air and her head onto the many soft pillows. Her thick bunny legs were spread apart, with her large ass wiggling back and forth high in the air. It was hypnotising, and she knew it. Judy knew her well shaped behind was the sexiest part of her, and damn did she show it off to him whenever she got the chance. Nick pulled his boxers off slowly, going for a strip tease with his remaining attire as his doe got into her bunny mating mood… or as "doe" as she could make herself be. The red thong showed itself nicely beneath her blue dress, two tiny orbs pressing against the fabric. She’d initially feared how he’d react the first time around, her emotions telling her that he’d never love her for what she was—a futanari bunny. In Judy’s case, her body was that of a female but with a set of male organs alongside her female ones down between her legs. Yet the lengths she’d gone to in order to keep that part of her a secret from him had been in vain; as his fox nose had picked up her special biology the moment he’d laid eyes on her in that ice cream shop so long ago. His stunned silence at the time had been a mix of shock, at her speaking up for a fox and a Fennec, as well as confusion, as he’d clearly smelled her male musk through her perfume, yet her voice and body had clearly been that of a doe bunny. His confusion had only grown as he picked up a soft rattling from between her muscular legs. Their time as officers together, however, had made his worries and confusion calm down, as they'd instead been replaced with building love for the cute bunny. The time when she’d mustered up the courage to reveal her body to him had been awkward. She’d been a nervous wreck, and understandably so, having been unable to ever find a mate because of her unusual anatomy. However, he’d been prepared for her opening up to him, with the only thing pulling him out of his confidence having been the flat chastity cage. It’d just about ensured that her nuts were the only indication that she wasn’t a normal doe like all of her other sisters. She’d cried then and there, as her fox lover had told her that he didn’t care about those parts but only about her and what she wanted for him to focus on. Not that her nuts were hard to ignore, the things small enough to hide from even the force as her crotch protection made her male anatomy disappear to the naked eye. A few of the other female officers had been confused at her requesting a private changing room, but no gossip had surprisingly spread as she’d simply been too positive to spread rumours about. The only thing that had broken this mask was the small lock, which was a separate part of the chastity cage. A soft rattling sound was always present, the doe afraid of loose clothing as they only made the rattling grow louder due to the increased freedom of movement. Anyway, back to the present; Nick's red rocket was now fully erect, longer than Judy's forearm, even with his big knot still contained within its cave. When she’d first seen him fully exposed (knot included), Judith had compared his sizable shaft to her various body parts. It surpassed her forearm, exceeded the length of her feet, with only her ears looming larger than his canine dick, which appeared to be about the only part of her that could rival his impressive spear in size. It was veiny, thick, and pulsed in that aggressive manner she’d come to associate with fear and love. She had yet to take him inside of her virgin bunny pussy, as that was reserved for married doe’s; for now Judy enjoyed the feel of it in her mouth. However, she feared what would happen if it were to spread her tight entrance. “Have I ever told you how cute and gorgeous you are?” “Only a thousand times a day, sweetheart,” Judy teased. “But remember, you can only call me cute behind closed doors. We can’t have the force hearing you call me that.” Her ears went from upright to laying tightly against her head. The bunny was still very self-conscious about being called cute, yet it was alright for bunnies and her fiancé to call her cute, and so she was lenient with Nick using the word since they had both experienced speciesism in the past. Nick, now in a naturalist state, crawled onto the bed, the clever fox leaning up to give Judy a quick kiss on her cheek and a few encouraging words. “You’ll never have to feel inferior while in my company, Hopps… never ever.” Her grey cheeks darkened as a blush spread across her face, ears perking up into an excited state as she remembered just how slick and romantic he could be. Snuggling close to her, Nick grasped the edge of her dress and began undressing the eager bunny. The grey fur on her back always contrasted beautifully with the lighter fur on her front. The white fur under her fluffy tail and on her upper thighs, which he sometimes referred to as Judy’s ‘lower heart’, highlighted where her instinctive charm was focused, two strong bunny legs created to bear kits in the hundreds as her mother had. Nick extended a claw and hooked it onto the centre of her red thong, pulling it down her legs, leaving his fiancée on her stomach and in an almost as naturalistic state as himself, her bra the only fabric that still covered up her beautiful form… along with the cage of course. Leaning himself up, he placed himself atop her much smaller body, engulfing her in warmth and his embrace. He leaned his head onto the pillow Judy was using and slowly traced his hands along her sides, his claws delicately scratching against her short fur and the pink skin beneath, and in turn, a shiver ran down her spine. The predator and prey act was her idea; while Nick hadn't been too inclined to perform the act, not finding the dangers of the experience worth it if Judy found it too much for her. The possibility of crossing the line and making her think he was feral was something Judy had discussed with him, the fox thinking it would devastate him if it happened. Not that his member below seemed to agree as it was rock hard. "Is this too much?" Nick asked, retracting his claws slightly as he felt the bunny's shivering body becoming too eager for his liking. Her tiny tail wagged against his stomach fur faster and faster, Judy showing little sign of wanting to use their safe word: "Hustle". Seeing a small nod from Judy, Nick stopped scratching her body and lowered himself along her body. Their bed was large enough for them to lay end to end with room to spare, both of their body lengths not enough for the two to reach from the headboard to the foot end. "Why are bunny beds so large?" Nick couldn’t help but ask in a puzzled voice, positioning his snout before her lush and pink cave, her fluffy nuts dangling ever so slightly below. If it hadn’t been for the air conditioning, then Nick was sure they’d been hanging much lower; presently, her balls were cutely pressed against her, her pussy dripping with excitement. "Normally a litter sleeps with their parents for months after entering our world, so it’s become the average size for guest and couple bedrooms… in case they bring a litter with them," Judy explained. The explanation made sense to the fox; Judy had mentioned she was from a litter of seven bunnies, so the size befitted the task perfectly. Extending his tongue, the fox lapped his long vulpine tongue around her exposed nuts, the pair salty from all the sweating. She looked back, her face a mix of anger and amusement. “Cheeky pred, you know I don’t like it when you focus on my male parts,” she protested and turned her attention back to the pillow in slight protest at the unwanted touch. He popped the delicious pieces of meat out of his mouth and turned his attention onto the tiny cage, his large hand engulfing it easily. "Do you like your new cage?" Nick asked. The device was a newer model than what Judy had used in the past, with the pesky lock now finally integrated into the actual design. "It’s amazing, my Darling Fox. Now I can finally wear dresses without worrying about the sound of that damn lock rattling." Her rump wiggled back and forth, the doe sang a happy melody as she thought about the gift Nick had given her shortly after he’d proposed. Nick shifted his attention to her pink slit when he noticed that she was happy again, his long tongue gathering the sweet nectar of her slit onto his predator taste buds, Judy moaned in return, the sound making Nick smile as he was reminded of how vocal a lover he’d found. Nick’s green eyes closed as his fox nose took in the aroma of her perfume and distinct scent, his member twitching at the forbidden act of making out with a prey, a bunny to boot at that. Knock! Knock! The sound startled the pair, causing them to jolt up from their stomach-down positions to hastily cover themselves with the bedsheets before the door could open. “Sis, Dad wanted me to tell you we’re almost done with din—" Jessica, Judy’s older sister (by a few minutes), stood in the doorway. The two resembled each other closely, with Judy’s big sister standing out only due to her surprisingly large bunny chest (likely a DD-cup he reasoned), making her distinct from the rest of the litter Judy and her came from (as well as most other bunnies for that matter). Freezing up, the three of them looked at each other as silence settled. Fur against fur, Judy was embraced by the larger red body of her fiancé, her small arms hugging his tail closely as her heart attempted to calm itself. Getting caught in the act had not exactly been on Judy’s to-do list for her visit to her step-brother’s wedding. “Remember the rules, Judy,” Jessica spoke. “And nice thong, you have to share where you bought it before returning to Zootopia,” Jessica remarked, giggling as she left the two lovers. “By the Maker, Nick, that didn’t just happen.” “Don’t worry, Carrots, it’s not like we were caught consummating our relationship,” Nick reassured her, cuddling closer to the small bunny as they shared each other's warmth. “You’re poking me,” Judy commented, feeling his hardness rubbing against her entire crotch. Standing up, she walked over to pick up the clothes they had scattered across the floor. Her red thong had been tossed right before the door, directly in front of where Jessica had stood just moments prior, the attire custom designed to contain her unique biology. “We better get moving before they start without us.” Reflecting back, Judy was relieved she hadn’t removed her bra—a hassle to put on and take off— as she had opted for a more lingerie-leaning one for her visit instead of the sports bra she typically wore at work. All Fru Fru’s idea, as Judy hadn’t previously been that invested in lingerie. “Already? But we didn’t even get to the good stuff?” His voice was filled with disappointment, the red fox feeling let down once more. A part of his large family jewels tensed up at her words, a reminder of how backed up he’d become from being undercover. “Take some medicine; we can't have you poking out at the dinner table,” Judy's voice sounded distant as she focused on applying perfume to mask her futanari scent. He picked up his attire, and swallowed a few pills before putting on his clothes, as his red rocket would otherwise have gotten in the way of his pants. “Come here, you stud,” Judy said, raising herself onto her tiptoes before planting a kiss on his lips, his long face always amusing to kiss with her more compact one. “Sorry, I guess I was a little out of it,” Judy apologised, as she felt that being emotionally absent towards Nick’s own problems was not the right thing to do. “Don’t worry about it, Carrots. I'll always love you, regardless of your mood swings… and not so normal anatomy.” They chuckled softly at his confession before Judy went down onto her knees; her bunny mouth opened up and a pink tongue came out. Looking on eagerly, Wilde spectated in peace as her small tongue lapped up and cleaned the musky mess on his dick, her jaw stretching out to it’s max in order to take in his thick member, Judy having used months to learn how to take him orally. Judy didn’t hold back as she knew that the medicine would do its thing, and so moved her hands onto his fox nuggets to massage them gently, their firmness a good indication of just how full they were with delicious fox cum. "Whoa, Carrots, I thought we had to reach dinner in time," Nick said, a little out of breath, his chest heaving as he felt her small hands on his two seed factories. His comment earned him a quick wink, the eager female taking about half of his mast before it reached the back of her throat. Yet she didn’t cough; her gag reflex long dormant from how eagerly Nick occasionally face-fucked her. With one deep breath Judy prepared herself, and so trusted forward in order to reach his base, she licked with vigour and soon had him cleaned up, her mouth making a loud pop sound as Nick’s manhood emerged from the tight embrace of her mouth. Her mouth was a warm cave Nick had come to love. Even though the journey for Judy to relax her jaw enough in order to take him had been a long one. Her jawbone frequently complained about the rough treatment it endured, leading the doe to make regular visits to her and Nick’s doctor to prevent permanent damage. This was a reality that interspecies couples like him and Judy needed to accept, as it served as an additional safety net for both of them, one which they embraced wholeheartedly together. “You didn’t think I’d leave you all dirty, now did you,” Judy teased with her mouth full of his delicious precum, the fox thinking himself lucky for having red fur to hide his massive blush. “Thanks, Carrots… but what will the others think, you smell of fox pre now?” he asked with a mixture of pride and concern, even if bunnies weren’t exactly known for being good sniffers. Animals loved to mark their mates, and foxes were especially good at doing that… though this wasn’t exactly the traditional scent he marked her with, and so feared what her family might say if they managed to pick up the scent of him on her if they walked into the living room as she was now. “Relax, stud. You’ve already marked me permanently with the bite mark on my neck,” Judy said dismissively, not fully grasping the worry within him as she pulled the sexy dress over her head before she continued her explanation. “Besides, what’s the worst that can happen? I already smell more like you than you do because your body surrounds mine when we sleep together.” Judy rarely wore makeup, and her shampoo was lightly scented as she’d never been one for girly stuff while growing up. The one exception to this was the perfume she usually masked her male-like musk with. Consequently, she smelled strongly of fox all day long. While Nick masked his more natural aroma with a strong deodorant he’d gotten from the one and only McHorn, who preferred to smell as non-threatening as possible when on patrol. “Forget the deodorant and just smell like you, Nick. It’s not as if they will be able to recognize the smell of predator seed... at least not yours, since nobody besides me has ever thought to try and marry a fox of all animals,” Judy giggled at the awkward statement. Though she was unable to fully enjoy his cheeky joke because of her own past speciesism towards foxes, yet Judy was still happy, as she’d gotten over it and decided to marry one. “Does that mean I don’t have to wash off the mess you made on my face as well?” Nick teased, pointing to the messy and wet fur on his snout. “No! Get my scent off your face immediately... Jessica will never let me live it down if she smells me on you, especially on your face of all places!” Judy said in a slight panic, as the prospect of her arousal being detected at the dinner table was a small nightmare for her. Catching her in his arms, Nick lifted her up to plant a kiss on her lips, her nose twitching ever so cutely as Judy picked up the deep scent of her juices on him. "Was I really that pent up?" Judy asked in wonder, the smell on him reminiscent of a bunny doe in heat. The bunny hoped she wasn’t but still unsure, as her fox lover's scent had in the past triggered her biology in ways she hadn’t previously experienced. “You’re always pent up, carrots… you’re a bunny after all.” The joke earned him a punch to the shoulder as she felt her slit and chastity cage leak more, her nuts tensing up at his comment as the two orbs were full to the brink with bunny seed. Judy freed herself from his grasp with the help of her muscular thighs to prepare herself fully, the doe adjusting her lingerie-looking bra, making sure that the push-up didn’t make her tiny cleavage look weird in the mirror. Glancing in the mirror she saw that the medicine was doing its thing for Nick, his pride shrinking back into its cave for later fun. “You ready?” Nick asked, as he pulled his pants on to finalise his look, opting to disregard deodorant on Judy's request. His musky sheath oozed the kind of smell that had at times made Judy ‘leak’ while at work (especially during patrols when the warm summer air had made the patrol car a hotboxing mess of both his and her scent). “Yep, ready to finally get a good family dinner in my stomach,” Judy said excitedly, hopping up and down in excitement. She was happy that the cold climate kept her balls in place, as she very much hated the feel of them bouncing up and down while hopping or running about, especially while on duty. “Nothing like a bunny dinner I tell you, just you wait and see.” To Be Continued… Chapter Two: Dinner and Delicacies “Judy…” “Yes, Nick?” “Don’t you think you’ve forgotten something?” Judy thought it over as her fiancé had pinned her against one of the walls not far from their bedroom. She fidgeted, hands held behind her back as her legs moved awkwardly in place, she knew what he was referring to of course. “You’ve got such a bad poker face Carrots, do you know that?” Nick raised an eyebrow as he looked down at his cutely embarrassed mate. God, his heart could hardly take how adorable she looked… would nibbling her ears be going too far? ‘N-no, stay focused! This is not the time to get love struck,’ Nick thought. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about, hehe,” her awkward laugh made him roll his eyes, his lips twitching as they so desperately wanted to smile, but he had to keep his mask up. Deciding not to draw out the moment for longer, he took something from his pocket and presented it to the smaller animal before him. “Don’t you think you’ve forgotten these?” He presented her with the red thong she had casually thrown into a drawer while he hadn’t been looking. “Nick!” she exclaimed, real embarrassment sweeping over her blushing face as he swung around the specially made lingerie. “Not so hasty Judy,” Nick spoke, thankful for being amongst only a handful of animals in the burrow able to actually smell the aroma emanating from the sexy lingerie… and wow he had forgotten how flagrantly good her scent was. ‘Thanks but no thanks Chief Bogo, I think I’ll stay home with my fiancée next time.’ “Wear the thong as we agreed and I’ll stop waving it around.” He kissed the top of her head gently. “Unless you want to leak like a fountain at the dinner table?” Nick pointed downwards, the trail of wetness which was spreading between her thighs visible beneath the edge of her blue dress, her thong unable to stop the mess from spreading. “Looks like I really got you going good back there.” He lifted up one of the pills he had taken earlier along with the thong, the bunny taking it with an annoyed expression on her face as her fox stared her down with that signature smug smirk of his. “You’re lucky you’re so hot, or else I might have needed to hit you,” Judy commented as she got her thong back on, the pill a nice bonus as she had been feeling quite backed up. ‘Hopefully the perfume doesn’t get ruined before the pill takes effect,’ she monologues, ears raising themselves back up as she looks the hallway over. ‘Good, nobody saw us,’ and that thought was a fact, as her keen ears made her realise how late they were. “Oh no, we are the only ones still here!” she panicked, her small hand taking hold of Nick's much larger one before the two ran off towards the dinner hall. ***** “You two, we were afraid you weren’t gonna make it for dinner,” Stu spoke with his mouth full of freshly baked potatoes, the things originating from one of his many personal fields. “Jessica told us you were busy with making yourself at home, so we feared you were gonna go to bed without even making a stop by the kitchen,” Bonnie added, pointing towards Judy's big sister who was sitting at the same table as Bonnie and Stu did. The dining hall wasn’t one big table as Nick had expected, but rather it looked like the dining hall at the ZPD, with small tables scattered about the room, each table big enough to seat about one or two litters worth of bunnies, with Judy’s parents table being the biggest. Intriguingly enough Judy’s litter was seated at their parents table. Nick counted six doe bunnies who were his fiancé’s age, Judy’s parents, step-brother… and Skye, the arctic fox. Their eyes had barely met as they approached the table before the bridal pair stood up and walked around the table towards them. “Hi! My name is Skye, Sky Snowfall.” She shook hands with first Judy, and then Nick. They shared a knowing look for a bit, the unspoken conversation lost on the others as they spoke with body language, a communication form often used by animals who wanted a bit of privacy when around the many other animals which made up their everyday life. ‘I see you fell for the bunny beauty phenomenon.’ ‘Touche, sister… Touche,’ Nick almost blurted out as Skye gave him one hell of a knowing look, as it seemed like they were in the same boat, or burrow in this case. Neither cared what made the other fall in love with a bunny, they were just happy to know that they weren’t alone amongst hundreds of curious bunnies, as the kits around the various tables looked at them as if they were rare game characters. Though her grip tightened as their handshake got prolonged, was she smelling the air? “Nick was it? I’ve heard so many things about you from my sister, Judy.” The voice of Skye’s fiancé talking ripped him out of his trance. It’d been a while since he’d last looked at another pair of fox eyes, he’d really forgotten how captivating night vision eyes looked… He wasn’t attracted to Skye like he was Judy, far from it, though any fox would have to admit that she was pretty by fox standards… Though she could never beat Judy’s bunny beauty, those alluring thighs could take down more than just bad guys. ‘…thank goodness that the medicine is still working.’ he noted, as he caught a small glimpse of Judy's fluffy tail wagging as she looked at him and Jack shaking hands. “Nice to meet you, Jack. I hope the things you’ve heard about me are good,” Nick joked as he looked into the smaller male's blue eyes. They were deep, but not as deep as Skye’s or as captivating as Judy’s, though they had their allure, Nick could see why Skye fell in love. “Oh I’d say good can’t quite describe the stories I’ve heard. Tell me, is it true that you and Judy inspired a whole generation of animals to become cops?” And off their conversation went as they sat themselves at the table, the two couples smiling and chatting, a sight which made most of the rabbits at the table enthusiastic and happy. “Wait, so you guys are part of the Mammal Intelligence 6, THE MI6?” Nick fanboyed over the recent revelation of Skye and Jack’s workplace (it was supposed to be a secret, but Jack knew that bunnies were good at keeping secrets, and Nick was a cop). For the four to all apparently be part of law enforcement units wasn’t just a very intriguing revelation but downright an awesome predicament as it meant that the four had tons of stuff in common, especially as Jack had seemingly also been involved in the recent undercover mission that Nick had been a part of, the two just hadn’t ever met in the field. “Yep, though Jack was an employee before I even knew of the agency. We met during his first case,” Skye spoke, all of the sisters at the table looking her way with eagerness in their eyes, all of them purple like Judy’s “You guys really got a lot in common,” Jessica spoke, the doe eating slowly so as not to miss a single detail of what was going on at the end of the table. “I guess we do,” Jack added while scratching his neck. “But enough about our jobs, let's get back to eating shall we. It would be a shame to not eat it while it’s warm.” Bonnie nodded to Jack's words, the doe was happy to know that she would not need to bring out her… ‘motherly love’, while the whole family was present. “Wow, this blueberry pie is good, Miss Hopps,” Nick praised. He had barely finished talking before shoving another piece into his mouth, the taste delicious and not too sweet. “Oh don’t praise me, it’s Jessica who takes care of the blueberry fields together with some younger kits who are still learning,” Bonnie praised, the motherly doe finding enough room in her heart to spread out the praise. Especially when it took some twenty bunnies to make enough food for the whole burrow, and she was just one part of the kitchen team. Jessica leaned back in her seat, the smirk on her lips impeccable as she crossed her arms and pushed up her bosom in a confident manner. Her sisters rolled their eyes at her pose, but Nick saw none of this as he had his eyes on the next piece of delicious pie. “Do you think we could order blueberries and other vegetables from your farm for mine and Judy’s wedding, Miss Hopps?” Nick asked, while cleaning his muzzle with a handkerchief. Bonnie looked at him puzzled, she was confused as to why they’d need to buy the products seeing as Skye and Jack hadn't for their wedding. “I’m sure that could be arranged.” “Why would we need to buy the food, Nick. We’ll be holding the wedding here after all,” Judy declared with a broad smile, after finishing the carrot stew she had been devouring. Judy’s smile however waned when she saw that Nick looked perplexed by her announcement. Across the table Jack and Skye shared a knowing look, but came up short as Nick answered before they could. “Hold it here? But, why would we need so much space?” “W-well we need it for mine and your family of course, there’s essentially no way we could hold it in Zootopia. Although I’m sure the force would love the short commute.” Judy retorted, laying down the silverware in her hands. “W-wait,” Nick stammered and looked around at the hundreds of bunnies in the hall. “You’re telling me that you want all of the bunnies currently present to be there for our wedding, and also the whole force?” Silence spread at Nick’s end of the table as no answer came. ‘Wasn’t that obvious,’ the confused doe thought as she looked at her fiancée. A blush crept up her ears as she realised what she’d forgotten. “R-right, you’re a city animal. This must be quite confusing for you,” she spoke that last part in a whisper, hand scratching her neck as she gave an apologetic smile to her mate. “I mean, it's not just about it being a city thing,” Nick replied. “We foxes really don't go in for big weddings at all. We invite our parents, and maybe a really close friend or sibling.” “What about the priest?” one of Judy’s sisters proclaimed. “Actually, normally one of our parents takes up the mantle of priest… makes it more special and way more private for the couple it’s all about.” He blushed slightly while smiling, feeling like this whole thing was getting awkward as he hadn’t ever really been to a fox wedding. “Really, so you guys don’t do grand venues of any sort?” Jessica spoke further down the table, her ears peaked up at just how weird fox wedding traditions sounded. “Eh, no,” he replied, feeling like everyone was turning to look at him. “We usually do it at home. It's a private thing, having lots of animals present would dilute the specialness of the…” he trailed off as Judy’s sisters were starting to look a bit annoyed. Bonnie and Stu didn’t look angry, rather they seemed to smile at his words. ‘They have probably heard this one time already from Skye,’ he internally reasoned. Though Judy’s sisters weren’t as understanding, he supposed it made sense. He was kind of saying that their way of marriage was wrong, which… Well, it wasn't wrong for them, but for him, it sure felt like it was. The idea of inviting animals whose names he barely remembered, and almost didn’t know, to his wedding of all places… It was unthinkable. He met Judy's eyes and found that she wasn't looking happy either, though she looked more sad than angry, and that made his heart wrench. “But eh, when in Roam,” he said, pushing down his own feelings to put on a fake smile for the sake of his mate, “Do as the rams.” That seemed to defuse the situation, but the look Judy gave him told him that this wasn't over. He flinched as he felt a paw on his shoulder and turned to find Skye giving him a reassuring smile, the vixen reaching over to comfort him from across the table. “It's okay,” she said. “I mean, I get it. I was shocked too when I found out about… how very differently they do things compared to us.” She let her paw linger on him and he swore he could see a faint blush on her cheeks. ‘Okay, strange,’ Nick thought, though he was glad they seemed to have worked it out between them. If it worked for Skye and Jack, then he and Judy could probably find a compromise too… though hopefully one that included a few hundred less bunnies. “But, you… decided to go along with it?” he asked her. “Why?” He hoped the question wasn't taken as an insult, he really wanted to know how Jack had managed to convince her to go along with all of this. He didn't think he could ever give up the intimacy of a wedding with Judy to a crowd this large, especially since the vows foxes make to their mate tends to be a bit… Well, not for everybody's ears he supposed. “I guess it all pretty much depended on our line of work… though I definitely did have some personal say in terms of lots of other traditions.” Her answer only earned her a raised eyebrow from Nick and a soft chuckle from her soon to be husband. “Bunnies are good at keeping secrets and overall security in terms of venues and all that,” Jack started. “So seeing as we’re both agents for the MI6, then we thought it the best and the safest to keep ourselves away from big city centres.” His answer earned him a more profound response from Nick as he nodded in full understanding. “And it’s not like this is a normal wedding either,” Bonnie added. “My dear little Jack here was adopted from a first litter, and even despite those privileges he decided to get married as if he was from a later litter like the ones at this table, my wonderful seventh litter kits.” Her overbearing words earned her an eye roll from her daughters, the situation as if defused completely upon Judy’s parents giggling at their childish reactions. That also surprised Nick. Why would it matter if the kits were first or later litters? Foxes never differentiated between their pups, assuming they had more than one to begin with. Before he could ask though, Jessica changed the topic. “On the topic of more mundane traditions, what dishes do you foxes tend to serve at these private weddings you hold?” Her large purple eyes were glued to the red foxes green ones. “Well,” he racked his brain. They always prepared ocean fish for special occasions like their weddings. “Blue finned tuna is usually the main dish, if the couple can afford it, if not then any kind of sea fish really. Salmon isn't too uncommon since that's something we’ve historically been able to catch on our own,” Nick explained mundanely. “You can catch salmon?!” a random kit from one of the nearby tables asked, their eyes going wide while spreading their arms out as wide as they would go. “Aren't those like thiiiis big?!” “Well it takes a lot of skill, but yes,” Nick chuckled, taking pride in the fact even if he hadn't gone fishing since he was a pup, and had never caught a fish in the old school manner. “Wow!” The kit cheered and made gnashing motions with their teeth to try and mimic Nick's muzzle. A few of the other kits looked uncomfortable at the display though. “Anyway,” Nick continued, eager to move the topic away from the predator/prey relationship theme, especially since he was surrounded and severely outnumbered. “We also eat a lot of fruit, like you guys. Any sort of berry is appreciated, like this.” He held up the plate with the half eaten slice of blueberry pie. “This would fit in perfectly at a fox wedding.” That seemed to lower the tensions and the conversation turned more casual as the meal progressed and the other tables went back to having their own chats. Nick couldn't help but notice though that even if Skye had eventually removed her paw from his shoulder, she was still leaning in a bit closer than was appropriate, especially since both were engaged and their fiances present. But neither Judy nor Jack seemed to mind so he supposed that was just another weird bunny thing. It was then that he spotted it, this time certain of what Skye was up to. That nose of hers was smelling the air, though why would she– ‘Oh no. No, no, no! I’m not wearing my deodorant!’ his pupils shrank to the point of night vision mode, cold sweat accompanying his shock. He tried to remain calm, yet the blush beneath Skye’s pink fur was unmistakable. ‘Shit! I probably reek of musk because I followed Judy’s advice!’ His fur hid the blush that was consuming him well, but for once he knew that his poker face wasn’t enough – His body language was screaming fear and nervousness, and Skye likely saw that. Judy suddenly felt a tail stroke against her exposed back, the familiar feel of Nick tail meaning she didn’t even have to move a muscle. ‘Why’s he nervous?’ the doe wondered, Nick normally only ever reached out like this with his tail when he was put on the spot. Case in point Judy finally picked up the loud sound (for a bunny that is) of Skye inspecting the aroma around the table. ‘What’s the matter Nick, she’s just appreciating the foo—Oh.’ She was reminded of the slickness between her legs, and then what she had instructed for Nick to do right before they left their bedroom. ‘Think fast, this situation can’t be more difficult to solve than a damn missing mammal case.’ Her finger drummed against her thigh, eyes focused on the food so as not to get distracted. “Would you look at the time, I think we better call it a night.” Jack stood up and stretched his sore body, the striped bunny giving his sisters a nod before giving his parents a hug and a thank you for the wonderful food. “What, already?” Skye looked confused for a moment, the arctic fox looking sad before Jack showed her his watch. “Oh my, alright I think we better get going. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow, hope to see you all at the venue and so on.” “Oh, before we leave,” Jack added. “Let's talk after the wedding about traditions, Nick. I’m sure me and Skye can help you two out big time,” he promised. A row of goodbyes echoed across the room as the couple left the dining hall. “See you tomorrow.” “Eight o’clock sharp, girl. We gotta get that makeup done!” “Cider in my room if you wanna calm your nerves, Jack!” “Have a good night's sleep you two.” So on went the many replies as they waved goodbye to the slowly emptying dining hall, as many of the kits had already been taken to bed by then. “I think it’s about time for us to get going as well, planning and packing things for this little trip wasn’t easy. The force didn’t exactly make it easy. Right, my Darling Fox?” Nick gave her hand a small squeeze before agreeing with her, the canine far more relaxed know that there wasn’t a master nose present to sniff out something it shouldn’t They excused themselves and stood up, the two standing hand in hand while wishing goodnight to all of Judy’s sisters and her parents. “Hold up, before you two leave,” a voice called out, the tone none other than Jessica’s. “I’ve got a few questions if you don’t mind, and it’s probably best to do it now when no kits are awake to overhear us,” she reasoned, gesturing to the complete lack of non-grown ups. “What is it, sis?” Nick noticed that several of the sisters at the table were perking their large ears and leaning in. He got a bad feeling as she realised this was something they were all curious about. He made eye contact with Jessica, who had a very cheeky grin on her muzzle. She made a few sniffing motions with her nose, which made Nick's heart race. ‘Bunnies don't have that good a sense of smell!’ he tried to tell himself. “So…” she asked, a glint in her eye. “You two haven't made your rings yet, have you?” ‘What?’ The question took Nick off guard. Why would she ask that of all things? Why did she say made? It wasn't like he was a blacksmith, and why would he have brought the rings to some other couple's wedding even if he had? He had proposed, but it’d be rude to wear engagement rings to another bunny's wedding, especially when it was a bunny from the same litter which Judy came from… sort of. He looked down at his future wife and bunny to explain, but she looked to be more flustered than him. That couldn't be a good sign. Had he messed up another bunny tradition? “N-n-no!” Judy stammered out, her cheeks crimson. “Why would you ask that? It's private!” ‘It is?’ Nick wondered, now even more confused. Sure, it wasn't really any of their business, but it wasn't something to be embarrassed about either. “Oh I just thought I smelled something,” Jessica smiled innocently, making the couple share a worried look, with Judy the more expressional of them. “No, I don't think so,” Nick lied smoothly. He was also pretty sure she couldn't smell them, but she had almost caught them earlier and could probably put two and two together. “Huh, maybe not,” The bunny leaned back, letting Nick and Judy relax for a second before she hit them with the follow up. “Could have sworn Skye did though, especially with the way she was looking at you two.” “Jessica, that’s highly inappropriate,” Bonnie countered before getting shushed by her own daughters en masse, the whole litter invested in what Jessica was doing. “Is it?” Jessica said, laying on the innocence thick. “I think we're all interested to know,” her eyes moved over to Judy and she lowered her voice further. “How are foxes in bed?” “Jessica!” her mother barked, though now she looked curious too. Nick found himself stared at by a table full of bunnies all very eager to know what sex with a predator was like. He glanced over at Judy, but she was too flustered to be of any help. Too bad, he would’ve happily bolted for it if that hadn't meant leaving her behind. “You know what,” he said, feeling like he'd had enough of this. “Why don't you ask your brother instead?” Nick nodded towards the door through which Jack and Skye had left. “Like he'd know,” Jessica rolled her eyes. ‘What?!’ Nick frowned. But then again, maybe they were saving themselves for the marriage too? Just like he and Judy where? …They likely both did oral, though it doesn’t count. But then why would she think Judy would know more than Jack? “Fine,” he said, standing up. “Ask him tomorrow then.” To his surprise the bunnies looked surprised as well. They all gave him quizzical looks. “Why would he know by then?” one of the sisters whose name he didn't know asked. “Because,” now Nick felt it was his time to blush. ‘How could they ask such bold questions and then be so oblivious?’ “Because of the wedding night, of course.” Jessica seemed to have gotten her smirk back. “I don’t think they’re that interested in consummating their marriage to be honest, last I checked neither wanted kits or pups.” “Well I do,” Nick burst out before he could stop himself from sounding desperate. For some reason the ladies around the table started laughing, though not Stu or Bonnie. Before Nick could open his big mouth again an embarrassed Judy pulled at his arm, the fox caught off guard as she used her full weight to pull him out of the dining hall. “Goodnight!” she called out, Judy afraid that Nick might cause even more drama, chaos, or something completely different. ‘Oh by the Maker I should have talked to him sooner about traditions! Stupid stupid me! How could I be so foolish? Of course our two worlds wouldn’t magically mix perfectly for a wedding of all things!’ her mind raged with humiliation and disappointment in herself. To Be continued… Chapter Three: ??? For Later During the wedding, Nick Wilde is surprised to find out that it’s a tradition for the groom to get neutered so as to control the bunny population. In fear he looks at his own engagement ring. “Will I also have to get neutered?!” He thinks, and for the rest of their stay Nick tries to find courage to tell Judy that he doesn’t want to get neutered. Three sex scenes take place during this story. The second one is between Skye and Nick to create pups, Nick doesn’t wanna get neutered so he makes a compromise with Judy that goes as follows, she gets her balls removed instead of his balls. The last sex scene is about Judy getting over her fetish during heated sex, Judy finally losing her virginity on her wedding night (Skye is there to help her out). Author Note The theme of bunnies being good at multiplying in the movie always piqued my interest. How would one try to stop the bunny population from growing out of control? How would such a plan be set in place and most importantly, how would such a plan affect the bunny culture?