Hallows’ Hanging
The evening sun hung over the small village with a deadly gleam in its rays, the oak wood
gallows warmed in the grim heat as night began to fall. Sky alight with reds and violets, lamps were lit as
a trial by death was about to occur. The villagers began to gather around, all of their furred and scaled
faces looking onward to the jail, where the prisoners awaiting an unfair trial were kept. A pair were
escorted from the prison, a brown rabbit woman and a more regal white furred jackalope lady following
right after. Dressed in filthy dresses from their arrest, manacles bound by rope, and gags of cloth, the two
bunnies followed a large wolf woman down the road. The wolf had a badge that shown her position as
Officer Roxy, glimmering along her belt with her heavy-set chest distracting from the bulge in her pants.
The two were escorted onto the wooden gallows, the platform raised just a handful of feet from
the ground. Each of the rabbits had their necks strung up with sturdy looking rope, the rickety floor under
them about to give way with a single tap on one of their levers. The officer that led the lapines began to
cut away the white cloth gags with her claws, pulling out the wads of cloth that stuffed their mouths.
Freed, the pair were left coughing and taking deep breathes as a snow leopard out before the gallows,
holding out a paper as he began to speak.
“Good evening, I’m Jeremy of the court reporting to read Judge Kate’s verdict on the cases of
Ms. Diana Carnation and Ms. Monica Vix.” The snow leopard spoke to the forming audience, shifting his
glasses as he began to read the paper. As soon as he was about to speak, the brown rabbit up on the
gallows behind him spoke first.
Turning in her noose towards the white bunny to her side, Monica looked quizzically. “Your first
name’s Diana? I’ve been calling you by your last name this whole time?” The brown bunny interrupted,
getting a light chuckle from Carnation next to her.
“Guilty as charged!” The white rabbit said in a light and careless tone, crimson eyes opening
wide as she turned towards Jeremy in front of the gallows as her voice got more serious. “Just to going by
my last name! Nothing else, nothing else.” Carnation corrected herself, getting a chuckle out of Monica
next to her. The carefree lapines were able to laugh a little, even with their fragile necks locked in nooses
about to take more than their breath away.
Clearing his through aggressively, the snow leopard out front looked back with a glare over the
frame of his glasses. “If there are no more interruptions, I’ll proceed with the hearings of you both. Is that
reasonable?” The silent nods from the two bunnies trying to stop themselves from laughing was a better
answer than ‘no,’ so Jeremy sighed and faced the audience once more. “We find Ms. Carnation guilty of
abduction, murder, and of vampiric tendencies. The bite marks on corpses found near her home of
missing people is enough to mark this jackalope as a vampire in disguise.”
“Then why is she not burning up?! It’s still sun out!” A random voice called out from the
audience, soon being placed as an orange vixen within the audience, green eyes beaming up towards the
dirty yet radiant looking jackalope. Roxanne, one of the mutual friends of the two bunnies on trial, spoke
out against the court’s decision of guilt!

Looking up from the paper, the speaker of the court answered simply. “Some vampires in other
villages and cities are able to keep themselves alive during the day, however powers are limited. It’s not
an exact science, but it was more than enough to prove that Carnation is a vampiric jackalope.” Flipping
through the papers, Jeremy continued. “Additionally, when you defended her in court, Roxanne, that
further proved the effect that Carnation has over others. Hypnotic, controlling, manipulative; all traits
we’ve seen in you, from knowledge of the two of your interacting.
And now, Ms. Vix.” The snow leopard dismissively went to the other figure, the burning daylight
dipping past the horizon slowly but surely. “Monica has been found guilty of dark witchery, her gardens
full of wolfsbane, eye of newt, and even the common crops of barley and cinnamon. The first two are
staples of a witch’s arsenal to create hexes and vexes, and the second two to serve as stabilizers and crops
for ritualistic meal.”
“I just like French toast!” Monica cried from behind the snow leopard, taking a step forward to
try to yell at him more about the limited reasons for her guilty charge, but got stopped by the noose!
Gagging for a moment, to the joy of the audience, the brown rabbit fell back into her place above the trap
door about to give way.
Dark blue eyes of the snow leopard fixated on Monica for a moment, then returned to the
audience with an annoyed look. “Additionally, she is found to have piercings along her body that
represent a specific cult of witchery down south of here. Officer, if you would take Monica’s clothes off
to show?” With surprise, the brown rabbit was quickly stripped with sharp claws slashing through her
clothes, ripping them off and tossing them to the side. The meaty wolf hands grasped Monica and turned
her around, showing the intricate pattern of ribbons on her back. “These symbols, especially the large
number of X’s, show her as a high-ranking witch in this cult.”
Now silenced in her nakedness, Monica squirmed with her arms behind her back bound by the
manacles. Her entire body, brown and white fur with the black ribbon piercings over her back and sides,
was shown off to everyone she knew in the village! It was humiliating, and her grimace and whimpering
silence was enough to get that point across to anyone who could see and hear her. Feeling the large wolf’s
hands squeeze against her arms, the bunny’s bare butt shown to the audience with the elaborate pattern of
piercings just above it. Monica was then set down and slowly hobbled to face forward, the rough rope
making it difficult to move and face the audience once more.
“And thus,” Jeremy continued as he reached the conclusion of the reading, “Both Carnation and
Monica have been sentenced to death. When the sun sets completely, the trapdoors will be opened under
them. Until then,” the snow leopard spoke in a steady tone and he delivered the horrid twist to this
sentence, “there soon to be corpses will be open to the public for abuse and raping by official decree of
Judge Kate.”
While the audience was excited by the prospect within a moment, some already starting to
approach, the lapines at the gallows where stunned! They both thought, however wrong it was, that they
would just be executed and that would be the end of it until some pervert fucked their corpses.
Carnation’s dress was also ripped off her pure white body by Roxy, a scream coming as the officer wolf
with a throbbing erection caught some of the jackalope’s skin, tearing more than just cloth. Now the
vampiric lapine was bleeding from her side, the crimson blood staining the snow-white fur.

Panting and gasping as she was torn into by the brutish wolf, Carnation cried out in pain. “That’s
not fair or justified! Vampire or not, I’m one of the few nobles of this pitiful fucking village, you can’t
treat me like this!” The white jackalope screamed at the top of her lungs, her ears twitching from the pain
of her new scars and intensity of her screaming. “Let me die a more honorable death, you worthless bags
of blood!”
The pure rage and anger that screeched from the jackalope’s open maw was in stark contrast to
Monica, who stood there naked and dumbfounded with the entire thing. Quivering and shivering as if she
was in the middle of a blizzard, the brown bunny shuddered while feeling the officer wolf come up
behind her. The creaking floorboards of the raised gallows area was enough to get a slight yelp of terror
boiling in the blood of the witching rabbit, the bulge of the canine pressed to the white and brown bunny
butt. Not a word came as tears began to drip from vibrant emerald eyes, pitiful noises of fear and defeat
coming from Monica as the wolf started to insert her throbbing cock within the dry folds of the bunny.
The first of the audience members to come and interact with the snuffable rape holes was a tall rat
shemale with her cock already out and throbbing. Jewel, the butcher of the village, grabbed Carnation by
the tit and drew herself in with a creeping pressure that sent shivers down the inflamed jackalope’s spine.
The large rat cock was already getting thrusted into the vampiric cunt, a chuckle coming from the
foreboding figure.
“I wish I could take this sexy body of yours to my shop~ Who’s the pathetic one now, blood
sucker?” Jewel snarled into the jackalope’s ear, biting the tender flesh hard enough to get a dribble of
blood going down the screaming Carnation’s face. Her grasp was firm around the noosed girl’s body, one
hand digging into the plump tit meat and the other forcing its way down the helpless lapine’s mouth.
Meanwhile, Roxy was shoving her cock roughly into Monica’s dry cunt, making the brown rabbit
cry hard from the pure pain that shot through her body. Claws dug into the thigh flesh of the squirming
bunny, keeping her in place while the hard knot slammed against the tight slit. Whimpered mumbles of
begging for freedom came from the witching rabbit, trying to lower her head to choke herself out on the
noose before her time came. Roxy, however, pulled Monica up by her hair and made her stand up straight
and not suffocating herself. It was a wordless exchange of pain, but it was enough to get the brown bunny
begging for the sunset.
“J-just… half an hour…” Monica whimpered and sobbed, the tears flowing down her cheeks to
the rope around her neck. “P-please let me go half an hour early….” The pitiful bunny begged the wolf
who held her to just let her die and serve her death sentence faster.
The request fell on deaf ears as the low chuckle of Roxy filled Monica’s ear, the canine cock
slamming into her tight folds. An orgasm began to fill her warm furnace of a cunt, making the lapine
shiver and groan in pain as her womb was stuffed with the spunk of a wolf she never liked. The knot
never entered, which Monica was thankful for, but as one cock left another entered to fill its place! A
jackal came up from behind and slipped his dick deep within the bunny sleeve, more energized and
thrusting hard and fast with his canine cock. Aurari, the resident bookkeeper, was taking a shot at the
bunny’s body for his own pleasure, ignoring the pathetic rape slut.
As the brown bunny sobbed and groaned in pain with the new visitor to her now public hole,
Carnation wasn’t fairing too much better. She was nippy as Jewel dragged her cock out of the cunt and

spurted an orgasm over the white back of the jackalope. Panting and exhausted, the vampire lashed out at
the white furred rat behind her, kicking her right in the balls and making her gasp and fall over! Jewel,
groaning in pain while grasping her injured crotch, maliciously pulled the lever to Carnation’s trap door,
making the door drop from beneath her feet!
She attempted to jump and reach for the edge of the platform, barely able to reach forward with
her feet and grasping against the edge of the gallows! Flailing and groaning as her white furred neck was
strained against the rope, hanging down with those log legs flopping around in panic. The snickering rat
that knocked her down the gallows groaned while getting up, grasping her injured sack with her eyes
closed, not even looking at the gagging and suffocating jackalope! Carnation gagged and groaned; her
vibrant eyes open wide in fear.
“Pull me up!” Carnation called out, groaning as her neck was strained against the rough rope,
barely able to breathe and stay up by her toes. “I-it’s not even sunset yet!” Her once sassy and angry voice
simmered down to pure distilled fear, almost begging to be free and pulled back up just for a little more
time to live.
Huffing and standing up, Jewel brought herself up to her feet and stomped on Carnation’s paws,
making her instinctively take them off the edge of the gallows. “Maybe don’t struggle and kick someone
and you’ll get helped, you pathetic vampire.” She groaned and hobbled away, leaving Carnation to
suffocating and struggling in her noose. “I doubt you’ll even taste good over a fire, you worthless excuse
for a rape slut.”
Monica watched while getting raped from behind, her body partially in the air as the jackal
behind her railed her hard in the asshole. His stamina was more than the officer that stretched her, Aurari
refusing to let the brown bunny down. The witch’s tears began to fall less in less as she succumbed to her
fate, watching the evening sun set lower and lower across the horizon, although not nearly fast enough.
Aurari’s hard cock slammed deep into her, the knot forcing the bunny butt wider to the point of bleeding
as he knot-fucked Monica for a minute or so. The pain and terror from this, the impending doom as the
sun started to set lower; however, the slightest tinge of pleasure was the freedom that death would have to
the brown bunny.
Looking towards the hanging white rabbit who was twitching and jolting around in her lack of
oxygen, Monica thought her friend was lucky to be dying earlier and being freed of this pain! Even
though Carnation was thrashing with none of the people around her supporting or helping her live out the
entire sentence, it looked like a much better situation to be struggling on the precipice of death. Every
thrust into the witch’s asshole made her whimper, the bleeding from her rear just emphasizing the pain
that made her tear ducts dry up.
Suddenly, Monica was snapped out of her death dreaming as her attention was ripped away from
the hanging vampire to the jackal holding her. Aurari’s strong grasp moved from the hips of the rabbit, his
original grip point for holding and fucking the criminal witch, to grasp the corset piercings against her
sides. With a devious chuckle and a huff, the jackal pulled the whining and whimpering bunny off of his
cock by yanking her up by these built-in piercing handles! The ribbon stretched and the metal through her
flesh pulled and tugged, getting the abused bunny to bleed as she was dragged off the cock that made her
tailhole bleed like a waterfall.

“P-please just let me hang and get it all over with… I-I’d rather die than go on like this…”
Monica whimpered and cried as the hard pulling rends her flesh with her own fancy adornments! Shakily
standing on her feet and trying to let herself drop against instinct, Aurari laughed behind her while
releasing the side piercings and grasping the more elaborate back piercings.
He growled into the long floppy ears of the helpless lapine, giving a firm tug at the witch’s
beloved back piercing sigil. “And why would I do that? You look adorable when you’re crying, murder
doll~” Aurari snickered and bit the bunny’s ear, making her bleed in two places as his hands yanked
across Monica’s back. The silvery piercings were pulled by the black satin ribbons, the metal ripping
through the brown furred flesh and causing a cascade of blood down the fluffy back. “There we go,
precious, looking a whole lot better now. Be good and die, okay?” The jackal cooed with a loving tone,
snickering to himself as he pulled his pants up and left the rabbit to be used and eventually executed.
Panting and groaning as the audience started to gather once more for the hanging of the only
other living rabbit, Monica turned towards her friend. Carnation was completely and totally dead, her
neck wringed to the side in an uncomfortable angle, body limp, and a thin stream of piss going down her
long white furred legs. The jackalope vampire was dead and lightly swaying back and forth, the sunlight
fading from her body as it dripped over the horizon like a burning candle dropping wax onto its holder.
Widening her eyes in surprise and sudden realization, Monica cast her emerald eyes to the sun and saw
the lovely crimsons and violets of the sunset fade away to nothingness. Her time has come and it came
with a shocking lurch!
The lever was pulled by Jeremy as he sent the naked brown rabbit falling for what felt like a
millennium for Monica, looking down to watch the trap door fall away from sight. The witching rabbit
gasped for air and gagged, weakly struggling as she followed her fearful instincts. Now that everything
was over, her mind raced like it was fueled by nothing but caffeine and adrenaline, thoughts boiling as
vision faded. Maw agape and struggling for any and every breath her choked throat could potentially get,
Monica was able to barely hear the cheers for her death from the audience. She hated how those jeers at
the witch being hung got a fire lit in her crotch, dragging all those subdued thoughts of pleasure and
arousal above the fear and terror of the situation.
As her vision went black, the witching bunny went limp next to the vampiric jackalope, the pair
hanging completely naked with blood, piss, and cum dribbling from their corpses. The audience that
gathered to see the sentences of Carnation and Monica saw themselves out, going home now that the sun
has set fully. Although there were a few lingering figures around, officer Roxy began to cut down the pair
of lapine criminals from the rough ropes around their necks, the limp corpses draping over her shoulders.
“Alright, alright, everybody move along. Nothing to see her, just tossing a pair of worthless cunts
in the dump.” The officer barked to the straggling crowd, taking the pair of corpses away from the town’s
gallows. Huffing, Roxy first dropped Carnation into the dumping grounds a few blocks down; the wolf’s
heavy-set form was sturdy enough to handle the little bunnies with relative ease.
Carnation’s white and blood-stained body flopped helplessly into the trash, legs spread with the
stretched and unfilled cunt. Onto the vampire Monica fell, her face resting against the roughly handled
breasts of her friend while her open eyes touched the rope still tied around the jackalope’s neck. The
witch’s cunt oozed out the cum that filled her earlier, her asshole doing the same. As the lapines were

trashed by the officer, their blood mixed together from the open wounds, making a dark red stain against
the trash they called their ‘burial grounds.’
…
Hours passed as the stars and moon above began to turn overhead, the crescent in the sky barely
illuminating the darkness of the little village as midnight neared. The pair of bunny corpses were cooling
in the cold air of night, all tension expended from their bodies as Carnation and Monica lie there in a
blissful death. Relaxing and feeling nothing but emptiness, the vacant expressions of the still corpses
looked towards nothing in particular, just letting all the useless heat radiate out of their bodies.
With a shuffling through the night, another bunny joined the group! Although, he was alive, his
pale pink fur obscured by a cloak covering his skimpily clad body. Roy, one of the distant admirers of
Carnation and the rest of her noble born family, slipped his warm body against the corpses. Groaning, he
pressed the bulge of his panties against the white furred jackalope, reaching forward to grasp the antlers
that possessively wrapped around her ears. Monica, sandwiched between the two other lapines, took the
welcome yet unintentional hug from Roy in her dead state.
“O-oh, wow… I can’t believe…” The hesitant words whispered at the edge of his mouth, blue
eyes looking towards the pair of bunnies before him. “Both of them are still here? No one… came for you
two?” Roy addressed his new friends, sighing as he pressed himself warmly against the bodies covered in
dried blood and piss, letting his cloak move away to press his bare fur against theirs. “I hope you don’t
mind if I… take you for myself? I like having pretty dolls, especially ones no one would go after…” His
mischievous tone rang to the ears of the dead rabbits, their blank and distant stares giving no inkling of
not wanting to be taken away.
Taking the silence as an invitation, Roy pulled his cock out of his tight panties, leaving his balls
trapped in the black lace. Struggling to move Monica over, planting her breasts against Carnation’s face,
the pink bunny pressed his cock to the dead vampire’s lower lips. Grunting in frustration at how loose the
cunt of his preferred pick was, Roy was determined to milk as much pleasure out of the limp rape meat as
he could! Shoving in deeper, barely able to push his tip to the injured cervix, the pink bunny shuddered
with a lustful moan while touching the two plush bodies.
“Mmmm~ Wow, just… wow…~ I-I can’t…” Roy gasped as he had an early orgasm, his cock
sputtering cum into Carnation’s cunt! His moans were muffled as he dug his face into Monica’s back,
pressing into the bloodied brown fur and hiding away from how easy it was for him to orgasm. “T-too
much… m-more~” He groaned with lust, his hot breath leaving droplets of moisture on the witch’s
pierced back as he forced himself to thrust and hump more in the cum coated cunt!
Completely taken in by the pure pleasure that radiated through his brain, Roy’s tongue was out as
he thrust relentlessly into Carnation’s supple body. Feeling the gentle, cooled embrace of the jackalope’s
love tunnel was an explosive feeling that set of fireworks in the pink bunny’s brain, dulling all senses that
didn’t experience this bliss! It didn’t help him, however, as his joy was cut short with a thrown dagger
piercing through Roy’s cloak and slamming itself into his heart from behind!
“Glrk!” Roy groaned out and sputtered to breathe, feeling the hot blood rolling down his back as
the dagger landed. “Wh-wha?” He was completely taken by surprise, not caring as the deadly bliss began

to take the pink furred pervert as well. “Y-you can… take me, too…” The helpless lapine groaned while
thrusting harder and harder, not caring about the deadly blow as he was about to blow as well! Face in the
brown fur of Monica, Roy’s cock twitched hard and spurted the rest of his creamy cum within Carnation’s
cunt! Then, he fell limp, joining the two bunnies in their death snuggles.
Behind the newly made rabbit corpse was a tall grey wolf, slowly approaching with another knife
out in case Roy wasn’t dead and was faking it. James stepped forward and poked the pink bunny with his
foot, making his face mush against the back of Monica and his cock twitch deeper into Carnation’s cool
folds.
“Hello? Are you still alive?” The wolf poked the corpse of a cute boy bunny again before
dropping down next to him, drawing out the knives from his back. “Well, I hope it didn’t hurt too bad, at
least, cutie.” James’s cooing words fell on three sets of deaf lapine ears as he pushed Roy’s cloak aside,
seeing his ass clad in nothing more than skimpy, lacy panties! “Oh, look at these! Cute panties for a cute
bunny, hm? Got a little shy while they were on stage?”
The teasing, degrading words of the wolf were whispered as he pressed in close, pressing his own
bulge to the plush pink butt of his victim. Sighing out in bliss, James fumbled with his pants for a moment
before extending out his canine cock. His grey hand stroked it, sneering down at the exposed bunny butt
and slapping Roy’s rear with his shaft, making the pink fur jiggle a little! Stuffing it into the tight,
squeezing walls of the bunny’s tailhole proved difficult, but ultimately pleasurable as James shuddered in
pure pleasure before sliding in deeper and deeper.
That powerful cock thrusted deep and hard, the knot kissing against the tightened tailhole again
and again while James enjoyed playing with his new toy. “Sorry you had to be out here while I was on
patrol, my pink bunny boy~” The wolf teased, leaning forward and tugging Roy’s hair to make the bunny
face him, pressing his lips to the corpse’s for a kiss. “What a good boy you are, taking it like this. Oh, and
your scent, mmm~ A little slice of heaven, completely different from these worthless rabbit pillows we’re
on!” The praise came as James drew away from Roy’s lips, roughly biting into the sensitive spot of the
corpse’s neck to hold and sniff the corpse.
Thrusting himself in at such a fast pace was enough to get James orgasming hard within the vice
grip of a rabbit’s hole, his knot slamming in and tying itself within the tailhole! The force of the rough
fucking Roy’s corpse got made the twitchy rabbit cock slip in and out of Carnation’s cunt, thrusting with
the bunny instead of just in. With the quick and hard back and forth, it was enough for the pink rabbit to
release a third orgasm within the dead vampire’s cunt!
“Welp…” James sighed, laying against Roy’s warm corpse for a moment, sniffing the sweet scent
of the bunny. “I guess I might as well take you home, you cute lil thing.” The wolf huffed, awkwardly
holding the pink rabbit with his knotted cock deep within him. It was then he noticed the cum dripping
from his prey’s cock, now limp and hanging out of the cute panties. “Oh? Well, I’m happy you had some
fun.” James snickered to himself, pulling the cloak around the revealing bunny and escorting him away.
Then, from around the corner, a white rat was walking towards the ruined bodies. Jewel returned
with a deadly gleam in her eye, looking hungry for something a little more than simple beef or pork.
Walking forward while her bait was taken, Roy’s supple little body whisked away as effectively a

sacrifice to the watching guard, the rat snickered. Her cock was already swelling once again as she
walked over to the pile of garbage the two hanged sluts were on, looking down into the filth.
“There you are.” She growled out, reaching down towards Carnation and dragging her up by the
horn wrapped ears, tossing the brown bunny aside onto her back in the trash. “Eh, dirty but you’ll clean
up fine, my sweet bunny treat. Maybe I’ll chop you up and rape you as I do, hmm?” After silence hung in
the air, Jewel staring into the blank red eyes of her original victim, the rat just groaned and dropped
Carnation down so she was barely on the ground. “Ugh, it’s just not the same when you’re DEAD. If you
were alive right now, I hope you’d be bitching and thrashing around, but nope.” The annoyed tone was all
that carried through as the white rat’s erection started to fade, simply tossing the corpse over her shoulder
and grunting.
Hours went by as the lone corpse of Monica laid there, sprawled out along the garbage in an
uncomfortable, unnatural position. Midnight passed and it was now closer to dawn, the twinkling of the
stars being the only thing touching the brown bunny’s body. From around the corner of the building, there
was a bright green-eyed vixen watching the body, looking around to see if there was anyone else out by
this garbage dump in the quietest hours of the night. A quiet sigh came as Roxanne approached the
bunny’s corpse, keeping as silent as possible while gingerly moving the brown body away from the
garbage and onto the ground.
“Oh… look at you…” The vixen cooed in a worried tone, looking at Monica’s neck wringed in
the remnants of the noose. “I’m going to undo your piercings, okay? Are you still in there?” Roxanne
asked the corpse, trying to figure out if there was any way of bringing the bunny back without doing
something drastic. Huffing while not getting any answer, not even the tiniest of twitches from Monica’s
body, the dark brown hands of the vixen began to undo the black satin ribbons from the piercings. “I’ll
just… take you to your home for now. Tomorrow night, I’ll try to bring you back into your body, okay?
Okay.”
To anyone else it would look like Roxanne was a little unhinged, talking like a scolding mother to
the limp corpse with dried blood and a rope around its neck! She was self-aware, blushing as she stripped
the corpse of the little bit of clothing that still covered it, taking the ribbons and setting them aside. The
vixen rolled Monica onto her stomach, starting to take the long limbs into her grasp to tie them back with
the ribbons. With the bunny hog tied, Roxanne carefully and ever so slowly sliced the tight rope necklace
that strangled the head witch of the village, making sure to not cut into the sensitive neck.
Hesitating once the neck was fully free, the vixen looked into the dull green eyes of her boss, the
one who led her through the witchy stuff. Pressing in, Roxanne gingerly kissed Monica on her cold lips,
feeling the stillness of life in her body while kissing her directly and lovingly. It was passionate, despite
not going further than pressing her lips to the bunny’s. With that, Roxanne looked away with a thick
blush in her cheeks, struggling to lift Monica off of the ground and into her arms. Then, the vixen started
to walk away, keeping the corpse close like it was a precious gemstone.