Magical Mishap
By: Monica Vix
White furred hands rolled up and down the black metal of camera tripods, making sure the
structures were secure and level. Monica, the brown bunny in a cute tuxedo-looking leotard with
matching black thigh highs, was getting her online show ready. Three cameras all set up to watch her
daring trick from a distance, one that was sure to get some avid fans nervous despite seeing her do
other stupid, dangerous tricks before. Monica got more and more into the spectacle of the little online
magic shows she did, showing off her body and terrifying magic at the same time. It was such a fun
game!
As all three cameras were set up, recording a large veiled structure, Monica sighed. The hard
work only began for her. Emerald eyes gazed over the equipment laid out for her on the table, looking
at the straitjacket, leg bindings, and the pair of keys. There were a few locks that went with each key,
all of them being marked with a subtle symbol to help her out with figuring how to plop them together.
All of her focus was on making a good show, making sure all of her equipment would assist her in
making a lovely experience for the fifty or so people that showed up to watch. Fifty was a lot of people
to please at once!
“Hey, Monica?”Augustine called from the other end of the room. The tall, grey bat looked
towards the rabbit. “You sure this is the best idea? I mean, swallowing a pair of swords at once was
impressive, but this might be… well, no, this is just as dangerous.” Augustine shrugged. She wore a
slim leotard much like the rabbit’s, but with fewer details and fishnet leggings to go along with it.
The rabbit snickered as she brushed aside the worries of the bat. “Oh, hush, it’ll be fine. We
practiced without the water, so why should this time be any different?” Monica gave a beaming smile
to the bat as she spoke. “Anyways, can you start the stream, please? Did the double check and
everything looks good to go!”
“Alright, alright, you’re the boss.” The bat turned. She had a noticeable bulge in her crotch, a
large girl dick barely contained by the leotard. “Red light will turn on when it’s rolling.” Augustine said
as if it was routine. The bat pressed a few buttons on the laptop, the stream jumping to life!
Clearing her throat and getting her outfit neatened up, the bunny beamed at the main camera. “Hi
there, everyone! Just thought I’d change it up this time for my trick of the month.” The rabbit spoke
with an energy comparable to if she had five coffees back to back. “Things might get a little hairy,
maybe more than the swords incident month before last. Ha, I can still feel that a little when I drink
something cold!” Monica joked about the rough event as she walked over to the veiled box.
The box she stood by was taller than her, the edge of it towering two feet over the already tall
bunny’s head. A ladder was next to it, standing just an inch or so away from the faux red silk that hid
the structure. Monica’s high heeled boots clacked as she stood on the hardwood floor in front of it,
white furred hands grabbing onto the veil of the container. With one big, flourishing movement, the
fake silk was moved aside to reveal a large tank of water with a hinged lid over top it! As the red cloth
was moved away, the rabbit scooted the ladder closer to it, making it clack against the clear tank.

“This, everyone, is a box full of water. Guess where I’ll be headed?” The bunny said with a
smile. “Augustine, can I get a hand, please?” Monica called out to her lovely assistant. “I’ll be stuck in
here for as long as it takes for me to drown or save myself by grabbing both keys! But if I only had to
grab keys, it wouldn’t be that hard, right?”
The grey bat carried over a large white straitjacket, holding it out for Monica to slip her arms
into. The rabbit slowly wiggled into her new binding, feeling the snug canvas squeeze and wrap around
her form. As the loops were pulled tight, a soft squeaking moan came from the brown rabbit about to
meet her potential demise. Augustine looked down at the magician she held in her arms, rolling her
eyes a little as she tied off the back. Maybe her grey fingers slipped, making the knot a little tighter
than what they practiced with, but who would even notice? Well, other than her. Yellow eyes gave a
knowing look to the camera for a moment before focusing back on the rabbit.
“Oh, this isn’t even it. There will be leg bindings too, once I get up the ladder. However, a
blindfold before that!” Monica spoke so victoriously, as if she already completed the daring challenge
in front of millions tenfold. The blindfold ensnared her eyes as she was speaking, tied off within a
moment. Her high heeled feet carried her to the ladder, hooking onto it and slowly drawing herself up
the eight foot tall structure. “Hell, I’m in more trouble falling and breaking my neck than I am inside
that box! Did you know I could hold my breath for five minutes? An extra two minutes over the
average!” Monica boasted.
As the magician set herself up to fail in the clear box, Augustine readied the rest of the equipment
and focused the cameras on the rabbit’s form. The bat’s agile hands soon bound the legs of the rabbit,
keeping the sexy long legs tight together with barely a quarter inch of space between them. One lock
was placed along a large set of weights, the strap of which keeping the legs together. The key to the
binding was dropped into the open water tank with a satisfying splash. A second key was slipped into
the cool water as well, one which went to the lock of the lid, slipping down lower and lower until it hit
the bottom of the tank.
“And now, we’re ready to begin!” Monica called out triumphantly. “Augustine, can you give me
a hand? Again?” The bunny smiled as she had the bat help her out.
Smiling herself, the large bat woman lifted Monica up into the air, holding the bunny up like a
prize. “Alright, here you go. The lid will be locked right behind you. Good luck~” The lustful bat gave
a soft moan into the ear of the bunny, encouraging Monica just a little with some arousal.
The rabbit’s weight drew her to the bottom of the tank near instantly, covering her entire face and
body with the cool water! A few droplets splattered out from the top of the tank as the lid was closed,
sealing Monica within her watery tomb. The stream gave way to a lot of positive attention as the bound
rabbit was held underwater, holding her breath and doing her best not to drown in front of a live, digital
audience. As the lid was locked in place, the bat stepped aside, her yellow eyes gazing over the slender
form of the rabbit starting to drown in a game of her creation. It was satisfying seeing Monica flailing,
taking wild and frantic movements to try to undo the straitjacket, like she’s done so many times before
in preparation for this.
However, Augustine knew, the bunny would have a lot more trouble than usual. She wanted to
gift Monica a bit of a scare, making the knot just a tad tighter around the back. The rabbit was
struggling, a bit of panic as bubbles escaped her mouth. Flailing, wiggling, the rabbit fought the
restraints pressed on her. Monica was slowly suffocating, drowning in the water that she poured in

there. A cruel twist of fate, thinking that this was the final trick she would do. Getting demonetized and
demonized online for dying on stream in a hot outfit.
The horny bat stood in the corner, watching the lovely rabbit kick and struggle in her attempts to
fight the perilous trick she started herself. It was all Monica’s idea to begin with, Augustine just gave
her a little push to the more fun aspects of such a dangerous performance. Brown legs wiggled and
strained against the binding, the helpless panic that filled Monica up being more entertaining than any
daring feat of surviving against all odds. The desperation in her fruitless struggle, barely able to get the
straitjacket loosened by an inch.
A minute passed. The rabbit made no progress, other than giving her corner of the internet a
lovely show of her death as she slowly drowned. Another two minutes, one of the straps of the
straitjacket broke with her furious struggle, but it wouldn’t help her much. It was barely half a minute
before the struggle of the rabbit mellowed out into nothingness, the sloshing of water from the rim of
the lid quelling to nothing but a gentle waving as it settled. A yellow spot of water began to radiate
from the rabbit’s cunt, pee filling the water tank that Monica was drowning in. There was still a little
bit of time to save the bunny, but Augustine just simply watched.
The bat’s large girl cock throbbed in the leotard, begging to be let free to enjoy some fun time
with her own soft hand or the dying body of the bunny. Monica’s corpse floated in the water, the weight
bound to her feet keeping the bunny upright. Her long, floppy ears weren’t bound by the same
restraints, floating to the top and lightly bumping against the lid that Augustine locked so lovingly. Her
dead state of mind and body was exhilarating, the show getting hundreds of times of views than it ever
has! The bat laughed to herself quietly before shutting down the stream, her yellow eyes gazing
towards the limp body of the rabbit. She wanted this to be a private show.
Grey hands of the bat moved the large cameras aside, each of the three tripods and expensive rigs
being pushed aside so Augustine could have as much room as she needed to play. An emergency key
was pulled from her cleavage, pressed to the lock to pop the little metal door open. The lid was slowly
pried, as if the bat was opening a Christmas present. Her large girl cock throbbed, hungrily, pressed
against the glass of the watery grave Monica met. Just seeing the blindfolded, thoroughly bound body
of the bunny floating and slightly twitching in the water was exciting enough, let alone drawing out the
soft, soggy corpse.
Augustine’s high heels carried her up the little ladder, hands grasping the edge of the tank and the
top of the rabbit. The chill of the water made the lovely bat shudder, but her fingers grasped the hair of
the bunny’s body. With a huff and pull, the brown rabbit was slowly slipped upward, more and more,
until Augustine grasped the collar of Monica’s straitjacket. With just the weight of water on her fur,
Monica weighed almost another ten pounds! The strong bat heaved her heavy wing arms and dragged
the rabbit out, the heavy weight at the bottom of the bunny’s feet not helping Augustine all that much.
“Ugh… you’re so heavy….” The bat complained as she pulled Monica up bit by bit. She rested
the rabbit half bent over the edge of the tank, sighing and gasping for air as she let the dead bunny rest.
“Stay there for a moment.” Augustine spoke to the corpse as if the bunny was still breathing.
For just a moment, the bat looked away, trying to look down into the tank to see the keys. As
Augustine leaned in just a little more, the rabbit fell over outside of the tank! Monica’s head hit the
ground and then the rest of her body came falling with it, drenching the hardwood floor with water and

even denting the ground where the weight landed. Thankfully, the rabbit wasn’t alive to complain about
the pain nor did the weight damage the lovely bunny body.
Sucking on her fanged teeth, the bat looked down towards the bent over bunny. Monica’s corpse
fell in a way that made her look like she broke her spine. Hoping that she didn’t, Augustine slowly
descended the ladder and stood next to the wet, sopping corpse. The gentle hands of the bat rolled over
the brown body, pulling the legs down and taking the weight into her palms. Huffing, Augustine
dragged the rabbit’s corpse into the middle of the room, using the weight as a handle to hold onto.
Plopping it down to the ground, the yellow eyes of the bat rolled over every curve and binding that
stuck to Monica’s body.
“Fuck… you’re really hot when you’re not talking your own head off….” The bat mused to
herself. Grabby grey hands grasped and squeezed Monica’s wet body, feeling the sopping brown fur
squish under the canvas straitjacket and slender satin leotard. “What? Do you want to have a little fun?
Choke on my lollipop?” Augustine smiled as she talked down to the rabbit.
Huffing, the grey bat pulled her leotard to the side, revealing her large girl dick! A claw of her
hand cut the fishnet stockings, fully freeing her length to the open air. With a heavy sigh, Augustine
grabbed the straitjacket of the dead bunny, starting to undo the oh so tight knot that doomed Monica to
her drowning fate. The knots were undone and the straitjacket, with its waterlogged weight, was heaved
away from the rabbit. Long arms fell back down to the ground in uncomfortable angles, draped across
the ground and the wet body of the dead bunny. Claws grasped the blindfold and snapped the thin
fabric, making the pretty emerald eyes of the rabbit gaze blindly, dully to the ceiling.
“Aw, look at you~ Such a good girl for mommy.” The bat descended on the dead rabbit, running
her hands over the dead, soft face of the pretty bunny. “Such a pretty little bunny for mommy~ How
about I have my fun with you, my little doll?” Augustine’s girl cock pressed against the leotard covered
crotch of Monica’s body, grinding into the wet mound of her cunt.
The dead bunny couldn’t react. Those lifeless emerald eyes stared towards the ceiling as her body
was humped, played with, the satin leotard pressed against the large bat’s shaft. Monica was barely
dead two or three minutes and her body was already cold to the touch, thanks to the water and being
exposed to air. Most of her body heat was gone. Augustine did little to help that. The large bat humped
and ground her crotch against the crotch of her dead bunny friend, huffing and moaning into the large
lapine ears to tease the still rabbit just a little more. Monica was just a play thing. Nothing but a cold,
unfeeling doll for Augustine to have her way with. That’s just the way the bat liked it.
However, part of the bat was feeling bad for the bunny, wishing to feel the warm squeeze of her
muscles around the large girl cock. Augustine pressed her tip to the side of the bunny’s crotch, moving
Monica’s leotard over with a little thrust. All the while, one hand rest on the nose of the bunny,
plugging it. The soft grey lips of the bat descended on the cool, unmoving lips of the rabbit, starting to
force fresh air into Monica’s lungs! Humping, breathing, Augustine had her fun with the bunny she
attempted to revive. The stupid little magician daredevil underneath the bat’s larger body had air forced
into her, one hand pressing down and trying to pump the lungs manually.
Augustine wasn’t ready for the spout of water that shot out of Monica’s mouth as she attempted
to breath down her throat and revive the stupid bunny. Huffing, spiting it back into the bunny’s face, the
bat continued to forcibly try to revive the rabbit under her body. Humping and thrusting, her girl cock
between the soft, sopping fur of the bunny and the equally wet leotard, humping and grinding with the

soft fur being the perfect cushion for her thrusting. Augustine was moaning, pleased with herself after
killing the rabbit, now having urgency to bring the bunny back to life.
“Come on, come on…” Augustine huffed and moaned at the rabbit as she did chest
compressions. “You better wake up and thank me so much, you stupid little thing….” The bat gazed
down with horny yellow eyes, watching the water spout from the white maw Monica sported. “You’re
gonna be so thankful that you’ll beg to suck my lollipop all the fucking time… make an actual porn
show instead of this dangerous magic shit….” Augustine voiced her complaints as well as desires in
equal breath as she tried to make Monica breathe again.
The compressions and breathing continued on and on. The large, throbbing girl cock wiggled its
way into the warm, piss soaked folds of the smaller rabbit. Augustine groaned and started to hump
Monica’s cunt, slipping her shaft all the way inside. The mostly dead bunny was a lot warmer on the
inside than out, the warmth of the bunny’s love tunnel was simply amazing! Feeling the chest of the
bunny swell as her ribs bruised under the pretty leotard, feeling the breath slowly escaping and
brushing against her face… ugh. Augustine was having so much fun trying to revive the stupid rabbit
that got herself drowned. What a silly girl, getting in the tank with the straitjacket tied tighter than
usual. The large bat wasn’t ever going to let the bunny live this down in any way.
With a sputter and a gasp, Monica’s green eyes sparked to life. Her brown lids slowly closed and
opened, her foggy brain barely realizing that Augustine was fucking her wet body on the ground. The
bat huffed, groaning, shoving her large lollipop deeper within the bunny’s warmth, feeling the blood
flow coming back into her body. Seeing the rabbit breathing again on her own as something special.
That soft, plump chest moving up and down, even if it hurt just a little to see. Monica groaned and
weakly spat up the rest of the water in her lungs, coughing underneath the powerful form of the lovely
bat. Green eyes blinked slowly and focused on Augustine, Monica’s white furred lips curling up into a
soft smile.
“Wh-what happened?” The bunny spoke in a labored voice. “I-I, uh… drowned, didn’t I?”
Shaking her head, the brown bunny adverted her gaze, tilting her head back to breathe in deeply. After
a moment or so, realization came into her expression, her eyebrows furrowing just a little. “W-wait,
wait, are you… are you fucking me?” The bunny said in surprise.
Smiling and sighing, the large bat continued to thrust her powerful body into the bunny again and
again, taking it at a slow and gentle pace to not overwhelm the recently revived woman. “What can I
say? You’re so hot I thought I could get away with fucking you while helping you.” Augustine spoke in
a soft voice, trying not to overwhelm the senses of the rabbit. “Are you going to stop being so
dangerous now? Maybe we can make normal porn?” The bat smiled down at the bunny, staring into her
emerald eyes with her own piercing yellow orbs.
“Aw, come on… you know you enjoy this stuff too, yea?” The eager little bunny squeaked as she
was fucked. “Mmm~ M-maybe you can at least fuck me while I sleep to get something similar? A little
bit of… breath play without me drowning?” Monica was joking after just getting her heart started
again. “F-fuck… you feel so good in me, shit….”
Augustine took those moaned words to be encouragement to thrust harder, pushing her now wet
girl dick deeper into Monica until it kissed her cervix. “You know what? As long as I can do it myself
instead of you getting yourself hurt, that’ll be good.” The bat gave a soft smile to the rabbit, a horny air

to her toothy grin. “I can at least control myself, you idiot~” Augustine leaned in and gave a loving kiss
to the rabbit, smooching Monica and pressing her into the ground just a little more.
Muffled by the loving bat smooch, the brown bunny could barely move her legs away to get
deeper into the breeding. She felt Augustine looming over her body, blocking off just a little bit of the
fresh air that she needed. Heated moans and squeaks came from the brown rabbit as her cold body
shivered with a chill and pleasure. Augustine was treating her so well with that large bat lollipop
cascading down into her waiting folds, moistening them with arousal as well as warming up her flesh.
The friction of the powerful bat’s fucking and the tightness of Monica’s pee filled cunt started to warm
the bunny up!
“Pff~” The rabbit moaned as she was humped again and again. “If you could control yourself,
then why was the jacket tighter than usual?” Monica brought up the bat’s sabotage with a smug look on
her face. The smugness was quickly wiped away as the rabbit’s throat was grasped by the two powerful
hands of the pretty bat looming over her body.
Augustine squeezed, her thumbs pressing into the windpipe of the stupid little magician’s neck.
“Oh? Maybe I did it to put your ego in check, you little daredevil.” The bat spoke in a low, dominant
voice. She continued to rail the rabbit, huffing as her precum started to stain the inner walls of
Monica’s cunt. “Maybe I’ll let you die for real this time~ Choke you and turn you into a pretty
decoration for my room~” Those piercing yellow eyes glared down into Monica’s soul as she was
Emerald eyes of the panicking bunny grew wide and pretty as she was choked. Without all the
strength she should have, Monica helplessly grasped the grey hands that squeezed her throat. Her legs
trembled in their bindings, her eyes rolled back, the bunny was nothing but a toy to the bat! Augustine
could do anything to her. Squeezing her throat and choking the rabbit out was overwhelmingly easy.
Helpless, flailing, the bunny struggled to fight the breathlessness that took her for the second time. Her
throat got a little bruised as Augustine was playing with her, treating her less like a person and more
just an object to be broken and abused.
“Hmm~” The bat hummed in front of Monica’s face. Her drooling maw dripped saliva into the
soaked cheeks of the brown bunny, marking the rabbit with her scent. “How about this~ I’ll choke you
until you pass out! Then, if I cum before you die again, I’ll help you back to life~ Sound good? Stay
quiet if it’s a yes~” Augustine giggled. The bat set up a horrible condition for the bunny so far beneath
her that she was just a murderous doll at this point. Of course, she wouldn’t truly, fully kill the bunny
she held so close and dearly.
Monica gasped and groaned, her low guttural noises being pleasurable. She was choking so hard
with the thumbs of the lovely bat pressing into her flesh, almost bruising her neck with how much they
squeezed! Those pretty eyes relaxed just a little as the bunny passed out from the lack of air. Augustine
was left to her own devices humping and thrusting into the rabbit, her large bat lollipop slipping in and
out of Monica’s delicious pussy. Cum spurted from the large girl cock, the warm and steamy goo filling
the rabbit’s womb as if it was a bowl overflowing with that lovely girl seed. Huffing, panting, groaning
as she bred the bunny beneath her, Augustine fucked and squeezed the rabbit’s throat just a little tighter
as her orgasm boiled her blood with the high of pleasure!
With the passed out girl in her hands, the bat continued to thrust and weakly hump. All of the
cum splattered out of her large lollipop between her thighs, Augustine’s mouth open wide and panting.
Drool dripped down onto Monica’s face. The rabbit started to smell more and more like her bat friend

as she was cuddled with those large wings, had cum pumped into her, and was drooled on again and
again. Augustine was thoroughly marking her little bunny as her own at this rate.
“Good girl….” Augustine moaned weakly as she let her hands fall from Monica’s throat. “Such a
good fucking girl for me to fuck and breed….” The bat continued to pant as she slipped her large girl
cock out of the warm bunny cunt. “I want to keep you around… play with you… ruin you on camera
for everyone to watch you go limp and floppy in my arms….” Augustine moaned and fantasized to the
unconscious, airless bunny.
Huffing and pulling herself up, the bat looked down at the rabbit. Augustine planted her hands at
the sides of the rabbit’s head, looking down at her half bound body and that cute leotard she wore. One
of her hands reached towards her neck, feeling her veins and sensing that soft yet steady pulse. With a
soft smile, Augustine moved her hand down to the bunny’s boob, squeezing Monica’s chest through the
soft, sopping material of the leotard. Thoughts spurred through her head about how she now needed to
help the bunny after having her fun, although her yellow eyes couldn’t be pulled away from the choked
out rabbit’s lovely form. Even the soft pudge around Monica’s tummy was catching the bat’s eyes!
It took a moment more for Augustine to move away, her girl cock dripping cum onto the front of
Monica’s cute magician uniform. Her hands wrapped around the soft, limp body of the comparatively
small rabbit, pulling her into a loving embrace with her head placed right against the soft, large chest of
the bat. Cooing soft nothings into those long floppy ears, Augustine stood up with the cold rabbit in her
arms. She would take good care of her little idiot. Holding the choked out girl so close, Augustine
could see the bruise marks along Monica’s neck from where she gave her a little too hard of a squeeze.
Carrying the little rabbit was surprisingly easy. Monica’s limp body did little to resist, her limbs
draped down by the legs of the powerful bat. Being wrapped up so close to the warmth of Augustine,
Monica’s temperature would slowly get warmer and warmer, the cold and wet body steadily drying
with her clothes still on. Sleeping in the loving embrace of the bat was really easy for the unconscious
bunny, especially with the warmth that Augustine provided to her. The rabbit breathed slowly, steadily,
Monica’s breath slowly pushing waves of air onto the exposed cleavage of the pretty bat that held her
and whisked her away to the bedroom.