Like, Hai Comrade!!!
By: Monica Vix
Monica stood at the somewhat foreboding entrance to the commune before her. The high walls
made of brick and wood; the faded maroon wood of mahogany matched the spotty red and brown bricks
underneath. Boots firmly planted in the dirt path, emerald eyes gleaming up towards the gate, and hands
grasping pen and paper. The brown rabbit was ready to enter and begin her interview in the rather
secluded commune.
With a sigh, the journalist bunny took a step or two towards the entrance of the almost unknown
community. Squeaking wheels against gravel signaled to Monica as her taxi here drove away to find
lunch in the nearby town. Left alone, the interviewer cleared her throat and steeled her mind. If the people
in here turned out to be aggressive to outsiders, she was confident enough in her abilities to escape. The
lapine’s eyes narrowed like daggers as she knocked on the door, her white blouse shifting along her torso
as she clacked the knocker against the door.
One. Two. Three. Every slam of the knocker against the wooden barrier sounded like a drum. It
sent a rolling thunder of anxiousness down the rabbit, looking up to a door almost triple her height! A
handful of clicks were barely audible. The door was being unlocked from the inside, the latches and
switches all being thrown open! Monica stepped aside as the great wall of wood moved, the hinges
squeaking loudly as a figure appeared behind the door.
A golden retriever girl with pretty, big blue eyes poked her head out. The shortstack of a pretty
pup looked around for a moment, completely missing Monica for a solid second or two. “Oh, hai there!”
The canine called out to the bunny, waving her arm wildly behind the door. “Hi, hi! I’m Typhe, are you,
uh… the delivery girl? Where is big truck?” The ditzy doggy spoke to the rabbit, stepping out from
behind the door to reveal her full body.
Clad in a black shirt and pink short skirt, Typhe shown herself off to the bunny before her. Her
large chest was straining the fabric of the cute shirt, her hips not hidden at all by the skirt. Monica felt a
little over dressed just looking at the canine! A soft smile came to the lapine’s lips as she leaned down
and looked Typhe in the eyes.
“Hi there, ma’am. I’m here for an interview and tour of this place. Can you lead me around? Tell me
about this place?” Monica asked politely, taking it slow and steady as she spoke. “Or take me to someone
who could show me around? Like a mayor or… someone like that?”
Blinking slowly, the canine listened to Monica intently. Those pretty blue eyes sparkled without a
care in the word as the pretty bunny spoke, a smile curling up on Typhe’s gold furred lips. “Uhhh… I can,
like, show you around! I’m starving. Does bunny want food, too?” The bimbo dog reached her hand out
to the brown bunny, an innocent and wide smile on her face. Offering a meal and interview in one fell
swoop, the golden retriever was making a good first impression to the all business bunny.

A moment passed before Monica’s hand was hesitantly dropped into the grasp of the canine’s.
With her hand extended for barely a second, Typhe snatched up the white furred paw and dragged the
journalist inside! The great door closed behind them as the golden retriever led her new friend deeper into
the walled off city. Feet barely even hitting the ground with each step, Monica struggled to keep up for a
second. The ground they tread had an odd texture to the bottom of the rabbit’s paws, feeling somewhat
soft and mildly squishy as she ran across it.
Each house they passed by seemed small and cozy, this little community sparing no space at all
for anything! The woods that framed the gated commune’s exterior was the only sort of greenery, the
paint along each and every home and business being vibrant and colorful. Monica felt herself being
dragged by the dog before her, the canine leading her all the way to what looked like a cafe. The two
story building was covered with bright, pastel flowers of all shades. Tables along the patio of the pale
pink cafe were empty, aside from one or two patrons sipping tea or coffee.
“Oh, thank you for… showing me around.” Monica said in a restrained voice. She felt out of
place in this walled community. Brown and white fur, white blouse, black skirt… she was just so bland
and colorless compared to the explosively vibrant town. “Is this a popular restaurant here?” The rabbit
asked, steering her own thoughts away from how she stuck out. “Any local dishes? Specials of this lil
place?”
Typhe plopped herself down in one of the white, wooden chairs, bright eyes gazing at the rather
tense rabbit. “Uhhh… like, I dunno? I like it lots! The rose gold lotus tea is, like, totally to die for.” The
golden retriever giggled as she handed a menu over to the rabbit. “And, like, you ‘kay? You’re, like,
seriously uhh… tense?”
“Huh?” Monica looked towards Typhe, not expecting her to pick up on the tension in her voice
and body. “Oh, I’m just working right now. This is pretty normal for me.” The rabbit explained with a
smile. Taking a seat across from the canine, the lapine flipped the card stock front of her notepad over to
a blank page. “So, Typhe, what can you tell me about this place? Maybe we can talk over a cup of that…
rose gold lotus tea?”
A wide smile crossed the lips of the interviewee puppy. Her hand raised and waved over to a
waitress through the window. “Yea, yea! For sure, yea! I’ll pay, ‘kay?” Typhe said, her blue eyes falling
back towards Monica’s emerald eyes. The sheer intensity of the wide blue eyes gazing into her heart
made the rabbit blush just a little.
“Oh, speaking of, what sort of money system do you use here?” Monica asked. She averted her
gaze and looked towards her notepad, starting to format the interview on the paper to help direct her
thoughts and words in the moment. “Any sort of job you need to do in order to get paid, or is it more of
an IOU system?”
Typhe listened to Monica for a handful of seconds. An awkward silence passed after the rabbit
finished asking her question, the ditzy dog snapping back to attention. “Oh! Sorry, uhh… feeling pretty
spacey today.” Typhe giggled off the silence. “Uhh… money? We don’t do that. We just, like, owe each

other faves and such, ya know?” The canine swung her legs under the table, clearly a little energetic.
“Like… I’ll help out Mara laters, probs with cleaning dishes and that stuffs.”
“I’m guessing Mara is the owner of this place? Anyone else notable in the community?” Monica
asked, making a few quick scrawls on her paper. This place seemed odd, especially with how isolated it
was for not having any major differences to your everyday urban, downtown area. Just local shops, little
homes packed together, all with a close knit community.
A pair of drinks were set down between the bunny and canine, the pink hue of the liquid almost
glittering in the warm summer sun. “Oh, yea! Like, there’s Layla the tiger. She’s totally the strongest
here! I think she, like, does most of the… green… home? Greenhouse? Greenhouse, yea! Plant stuff.”
Typhe smiled absentmindedly as she took up her drink. “Also, Hedge the dragonfly! They’re, like, so
‘mazing. They do lots and lots and lots of hypno stuffs! Dunno how they do it, but they’re, like…
perfect!”
There it was. Something odd that instantly caught the rabbit’s attention. “A… hypnotist? One of
the major members of the community here? Can you… leave when you want?” Monica asked with a
hesitant, if not nervous, tone. The idea of a hypnotist controlling your mind here and it potentially being
by force for extended periods of time set something off deep in the rabbit’s heart. Whether or not Monica
understood the odd flutter in her heart, making it skip a beat, didn’t matter. Typhe picked up on the
bunny’s uneasiness and mild interest.
“Yuhhuh! I can, like, go to the big town if I wanna. It’s nice here though, so, like… why? Big
town too big for me.” Typhe sipped her drink, a lustful groan of pleasure rolling off of her lips. “I can,
like, be the bimbo of my dreams here! Thinking too hard and, like, thinking less feels so much better. If
bunny wanna join, you can stay with me! We’ll be, like, roommates! Puppy help bunny relax and lose all
that silly stress.” The canine proposed a half serious offer, at least Monica assumed it was half joking.
Laughing uneasily, Monica scooped up her cup of tea. Taking a slow and careful sip, now a little
wary of her surroundings. The bland looking rabbit tasted the sweet mixture, a curious glace down at the
liquid being her only reaction. “I’m not too sure. I’m just here to do a job and then get running.” The
rabbit smiled and shook her head. “I have an Uber just down the road to get to when I’m done here. Do
you have a mayor or… anyone like that oversees this town?”
“Nope!” Typhe said near instantly. “We’re a, uh… commun… -ist? -ism? Something like that,
yea.” The canine set her drink down out of the way, her entire torso following suit as she leaned across
the table. “Like, that’s why the sidewalks are, uh… orgas… no, origami! Yea, that!” Typhe energetically
spoke. A giggle came off the gold furred lips of the bimbo dog as she looked up into the beautiful emerald
eyes of the rabbit before her, almost getting lost in the pretty sea of green.
Monica gazed down, unphased by the dog’s staring. “On… origami streets? What does that have
to do with anything related to communism?” The rabbit asked in such sheer confusion. She could only
back away a little, keeping her own cup from falling off the table. Typhe pressed her fake breasts to the
tabletop, getting in nice and close to Monica. Or as close as she could get.

“Something like, uh… communist… communism! It only, like, works on paper.” The words
rolled off her tongue like they were marbles. Each syllable of the explanation getting harder to
understand, before something in the rabbit’s brain clicked. Typhe could only giggle as she saw Monica
sigh and pinch the bridge of her nose.
“It’s just…” The lapine groaned to herself. “It’s just a joke from a political opinion…” She
sighed aloud, closing her eyes and taking it all in for a second. The pun was too much to even think
straight for a moment, like a mental flash bang. “Anyways… moving on from… that.” Each word
sounded more disappointed than the last as Monica attempted to sound professional again. “You came
here to be a bimbo, as you put it? Are most people here like that, or are you an outlier?”
Typhe backed off, a stupid smile wide on her face. The rabbit’s reaction was really funny to her
simple puppy brain. “I’m not a liar, I didn’t even say anything yet!” Shot out of the canine’s mouth as she
misunderstood the bunny, not even missing a beat as she answered the inquiry. “And, uhh, yea! Have you
seen how, like, adorable and cute everything is? Like, all of us are… bimbos! Himbos, too! Even
thembos!”
“Okay, so a lot of people into bimbofication… hmm… do you have a surgeon on sight for
implants? I feel like that would be popular here.” Monica inferred. Her pen danced along the notepad like
a ballerina as she set a section for what sort of bimbo activities there were in this bimbo focused town.
The golden dog’s jaw dropped. “Woah! How’d you know about Kaeli?!” Typhe said in complete
surprise. “They’re, like, a GOD at that stuff! I’m getting, like, new lip implants later this week~” The
energetic pup puffed out her lips as if she was going to give Monica a kiss. “Gonna get them, like,
doubled~” She giggled.
“Oh, interesting. Also, uh…” The reporter rabbit was fumbling for words, trying to figure out her
thoughts and how to ask questions. Something about the ditziness of the doggy before her distracted
Monica, steering her mind away into other thoughts. “Is there internet here? Can you get on phones, or do
you only have a computer in a library?”
Typhe beamed! The golden dog pulled herself off of the table and out of the seat, her large silicon
filled breasts jiggling with the swift motion. “Oh my gosh! You wanna see these selfies I posted today?!”
Typhe assumed that Monica asked about the internet connection solely to see if the golden dog had any
social media, being the first thing to pop into the pup’s head when thinking about the internet. “I got, like,
the most perfectest bikini yesterday!” The canine drew out her phone, tapping away like lightning. As her
focus was on her device, Typhe walked towards Monica’s side of the table, completely unaware of her
foot around the chair.
“That’s not what I meant, but-” Words slipped from the rabbit’s mouth, her eyes and brain too
focused on the pretty dog to finish her sentence. And then, Typhe tripped! The golden retriever’s high
heeled foot was around one of the chairs, making the bimbo almost fall over. “Wait, be careful!” Monica

called out instantly, reaching out to catch the shortstack. One of her white furred hands slipped along the
side of the golden retriever, catching her and drawing the falling canine towards her brown body.
The action was rather romantic with how the vapid, golden dog fell right into the bland reporter’s
lap. Monica’s arms curled around Typhe, making sure the canine didn’t hurt herself with the trip down
into her arms. Blue eyes stared up full of awe, desire, nothing but pure lust as Typhe watched the quick
rabbit steal her away. The rescue from the origami floor and spilling a drink was all that the golden
retriever needed to fall in love with Monica, the rabbit’s firm hands around her slightly chunky body
stealing her heart.
Typhe’s head rested on the bunny’s shoulder. Monica looked towards the canine, her dark brown
hair falling down her brown and white face to obscure the emerald eyes. She held the golden retriever
bimbo for just a moment, waiting for her to try to get her footing by herself. Feeling how Typhe just sunk
into her embrace, Monica’s mouth turned in a slight frown as blush filled her cheeks.
“Uh… Typhe? Can you stand by yourself?” The rabbit asked nicely. She tried not to be too rude
or blunt to the ditzy dog. Monica then watched as the golden retriever girl held her phone higher, the rose
gold device pointed towards the pair. Typhe took the moment to take a selfie of the two of them together,
a stupidly happy smile on her face as she snapped the photo!
“Like, you’re so cute! And totally my type!” The bimbo doggy giggled. Finally pulling herself to
her high heeled paws, the canine plopped her butt down in Monica’s lap. “I’m, like, keeping you here.
You’re gonna be my girlfriend!” Typhe demanded with a great big smile, not a spec of shame in her face.
Monica, however, was completely paralyzed by the advances of the canine now pinning her down
with a plastic filled butt. The thought of having a ditzy, bimbo girlfriend filled her mind with desire and
inflamed her cheeks with blush. “Typhe, I, uh… well… I don’t think I’m gonna move here to be your
girlfriend, sweetheart.” Monica tried to wiggle her way out of this situation. One arm was around the
plush midsection of her forceful perhaps-partner, the other on the tea on the table. With the sudden weight
shift of the dog in her lap, the rabbit was nervous about accidentally knocking over the tea.
“So? Like, I’ll move in with you! You got a tax… ee? Take me with you! Please, please, please!”
Typhe begged. There was nothing but pure desire on her lips, the words flowing out like a sickeningly
sweet honey. This dog completely embodied the phrase ‘pure of heart, dumb of ass.’ “I’m, like, the
bestest girlfriend you could have! I cook, I clean, I… uh… make out good!”
The rabbit’s white furred hand moved from the tea to grab the muzzle of the canine. “Typhe,
hun… you’re being too intense about this.” Monica said slowly, carefully. She attempted to take it easy
and not upset the pup in her lap. “I take things a little… slower than one meet up and moving in together.
But…” The lapine trailed off, her thoughts wandering aloud for a moment. “I may drop by later? Take
you on a date and see… if we work well together?”
“Totally! I can, like, walk to your place and we can eat and we can get drink and-” Typhe was
already excited for something not even here! Her voice was so full of energy, the canine bouncing in

Monica’s lap from the sheer excitement. “Oh! Yea! Gotta, like, add you on Insta~” The golden retriever
caught herself. Her phone was shown to the rabbit, the app already open on Typhe’s page. “I got, like,
lottsa pics~ You can totally ask for more! Even before our date~” A giggle highlighted the lewd offer.
The rose gold phone was dropped into Monica’s free hand.
The rabbit looked at the phone for a moment. The screen was absolutely filled with page after
page of hot pictures, done in lingerie, cosplay, and even just bare naked! “Well, uh… I guess I’ll have to
make an account, then.” Monica said uneasily. The weight of the bimbo dog in her lap was starting to get
to her, making the lapine’s legs feel like jelly under the silicon filled butt. “Typhe? Do you think you can
get up? I can’t really… feel my legs.” The rabbit spoke hesitantly.
“Oh, sure!” The golden retriever happily barked out. She would lean in and press her lips against
Monica’s cheek, giving the bunny a loving kiss. Leaving the lipstick stained fur, Typhe drew herself out
of the rabbit’s lap, standing on her heels more soundly than before. “Do you, like, wanna go anywhere?
Take our date out on the town?” The bimbo brought up a stellar idea.
Monica considered the words for a moment. The date sounded nice, especially since it would
allow her to continue her job and explore the town. “You know what? That sounds great.” The lapine said
with a soft, genuine smile. She stood up, stretching and groaning as her legs had feeling in them again.
“You can lead the way, hun. Just know I’m not… really able to pay for anything. Not staying around long
enough for that.” Monica joked. Her emerald eyes gazed down to the canine before her, a white furred
hand outstretched to allow Typhe to take the lead.
The golden retriever giggled loudly as she took the hand of the pretty bunny. Taking one big step
forward with her pink heels clacking to the ground, Typhe started to lead Monica down the main street of
this lovely little bimbo commune. The cardboard origami under their feet held firm to the quickened
footsteps of the pair going down the street. Each step the bimbo dog took ahead of her date was eager and
full of excitement. The somewhat overwhelmed rabbit followed behind, struggling to keep up despite her
longer legs.
Each stop was another cute little store, set with its own rules for ‘prices.’ Help sell clothes to buy
some of your own, work in the kitchen, help out with gardening… it was all equivalent exchange, for the
most part. It was cute! It felt all homey and like a tight knit, thriving community of dummies. Each
interaction Monica had on her date was just bubbly and like she was the only one with a working light
bulb in her head.
Along the entire trip around the surprisingly large commune, Typhe was clung to Monica like a
bandaid. The golden dog was all giggly and bubbly, almost hugging the rabbit’s arm as she led her
around. To the lapine, it was marginally embarrassing having the bimbo stuck to her like glue, however…
the sensation of the fake breasts against her arm began to grow on her. Arousal grew in Monica’s mind as
she spent the next handful of hours with Typhe, sticking close to the canine. There was literally no way to
get an inch away from her.

The date came to a close as Monica took the lead again, escorting the canine back to the sole
entrance of the commune. She was more exhausted than she thought she would be. It was three, maybe
four, hours of an interview and impromptu with Typhe. As much the dog liked to talk, she had precious
little to say. It was only adorable to Monica. She hated how she started to fall in love with the bimbo
puppy already!
“Thank you for being so kind as to show me around, Typhe.” The rabbit said with a lull in her
voice. It was in the afternoon, the sun shining down on the dirt road away from the commune.
“Honestly… this place is great. Might become a tourist attraction sometime soon.” Monica joked.
The bimbo dog held onto the rabbit’s arm. Her gold furred face nuzzled into the exposed neck of
the bunny, a soft sigh and giggle. “Yay! I’m, like, so happy you’re happy, Monica~” Typhe squealed out,
her heated breath on the bunny’s neck. “Can I, like, make out with you? So you’ll see the difference when
I kiss you with my new lips later?” Her erotic request was met with uncertainty.
“Oh, uh…” Monica turned to look into the beautiful blue eyes of her date, her escort, her ditzy
teacher. The brown bunny, just a head taller than the dog on heels, smiled. “As long as you promise you’ll
love your implants. And work them off before I get back.” The rabbit laughed softly. Her uptight and
business attitude was gone as she leaned in, her white furred lips inches away from kissing the lips of her
new partner.
Typhe eagerly shoved herself up into the warm bunny’s embrace. Her bare arms were thrown
over her shoulders, restraining Monica with a full blown hug as they kissed! One of the bimbo dog’s legs
rose into the air, overjoyed with the kiss to the pretty girl. The kiss lasted a handful of moments. It only
ended when the lapine pushed herself away a tad, leaving a thin stream of saliva between the two mouths.
“Well… I gotta get going.” The rabbit sighed out. “I’ll text you later, Typhe.” Monica said, a
somewhat sad smile on her face.
The ditzy dog backed off, sighing with a pout on her face. She didn’t even try to hide it like the
rabbit in front of her. “Just remember, if the big government gets you down, you can always run to me!
I’ll help you, like, feel happy and all that~” Typhe forced her bimbo happiness, a giggle on the coattails of
her words.
Monica stared at the canine for a moment. She was shocked by the words of her partner, the
somewhat bleak outlook on the world outside of the commune not being… completely wrong? With a
confused smile, the brown and white rabbit walked over towards the taxi. Tapping the window to wake
the sleeping driver, Monica disappeared into the backseat. The car drove off without a care, going down
the road and leaving Typhe behind to watch her love run back to the big city.