The Judy’s Out on This One
By: Monica Vix

There was nothing but darkness in the stuffy room the grey rabbit was trapped in. There was a
suffocating smell of starch directly in front of her. Judy woke bound to this bed seemingly minutes ago.
Well, it wasn’t even much of a bed. It was more like a stone slab that had a barely soft blanket
haphazardly tossed over it. A potato bag was draped over her head and a leather gag was stuck in her
mouth. Her naked body, with grey and white fur exposed to the world, was completely helpless to the
somewhat cool air. The only sort of ‘clothing’ to cover any portion of her was the bag and the tight
straps of sturdy leather that held her down by the shoulders, hips, hands, and feet.
A soft click of the heating unit was all that Judy could hear. She didn’t even remember how she
got here, let alone where she even was! The feeling of dizziness in her body was the only indication to
any hints about it. She was most definitely knocked out with a rag of chloroform, especially from how
bad her head hurt. Either that chemical or some pipe to the back of the head; those were the two
theories for this hellish migraine. Every sense of hers felt like it was filtered through a thick sea of
molasses.
Another click filled the air. Judy only focused on the noise as the creak of a door filled the room
right after. A pair of high heels clacked against the concrete floor as someone approached. The loud
click-clacking of the heels grew louder and louder. Then, they passed the grey bunny. There was a
slight cough from the new person in the room, clearing their throat. Quiet taps of machinery filled the
air, like fiddling with a computer. A barely audible humming of a feminine voice rose into the room.
“Oh? You’re awake?” She asked bluntly. Even with just three words the passive disdain in her
voice for the grey bunny was apparent. “Well… I’m hoping you can still talk. And scream. Especially
scream.” The sadistic edge in the voice of the woman was sharp. The clacking heels grew louder as the
figure approached. One hand grasped the top of the bag and yanked it off, revealing to the police
officer rabbit another bunny staring back at her.
Monica wore no mask or anything to hide her brown and white furred face. Emerald eyes stared
daggers down into the grey bunny’s eyes. A sadistic smile grew along her lips as she looked at the
helpless prey of a bun on the stone slab. Along her body was a rather revealing dress, the black cloth
draping down her legs to show off fishnet thigh highs leading into black heels. Certainly better dressed
than her nude captive.
Just the little bit of shock in Judy’s violet eyes was amazing! She was definitely more
overwhelmed by the bright lights beaming down on her nude body, but there was absolutely a look of
confusion at a rabbit being the one in control. Struggling and groaning through her gag would get her
nowhere, so Judy just decided to stay silent in the face of the taller bunny. Violet eyes darted away from
the brown bunny, just to spy a red dot in the corner of her eye. A camera was pointed at her, angled
from her paws up.
“I bet you’re wondering why I asked you here, Ms. Hopps.” Monica’s sarcastic voice stated as
if she was a Bond villain. “Simply put, I want a new toy to play with! A new sex toy, to be precise. And

that means… well… you can assume. You didn’t graduate on your good looks alone.” She played up
the role of some evil mastermind with every word. The brown bunny strutted around, heels clicking on
the ground with her arms behind her back. She was being cocky and over the top with confidence it
was almost sickening. “I’ll let you talk for a bit before we get the show on the road. I’m not THAT
cruel. Especially if you have questions!”
White furred fingers danced across the grey cheeks of the bound rabbit. Leather was tugged,
latches were flipped, and the tension of the gag was loosened just a little. Judy didn’t complain at all.
Her violet eyes gazed up towards Monica’s eyes, watching her with interest and nervousness. The
black leather fell out of Judy’s mouth, dripping with saliva. For a moment, the cop bun stretched her
mouth, trying to get comfortable with it out of her maw again.
“Ech… well, hi, I guess…” The grey bunny unenthusiastically spat out. “Why… am I here?
What are you going to do to me? Who… are you?” There was an anxiety in her voice that gradually
faded with each question. Upon seeing the wide smile on Monica’s face, Judy felt a little more uneasy.
Being tied up with a grin that sadistic? No amount of training would ever prepare her for that.
The tall rabbit laughed. Just a simple, overly cutesy laugh. Monica stepped away in order to turn
towards the camera, just to make a show of it. “Well, officer, I just plain don’t like you. Never have.
Such a popular face and such a punchable face, too! Even if I hit you in the back of the head instead of
punching you outright.” The jokey nature of Monica’s words filled the air. “But, I was going to slit you
open and gut you slowly.” Her voice took a sudden turn towards the sadistic.
“What…?” The rabbit said with pure disbelief. Color drained from Judy’s face as she heard
those words. Her eyes rapidly widened in nothing but disbelief. The corners of the white furred maw
slowly turned up in a nervous, uneasy smile, shaking her head all the while. “Y-you, uh… you can’t be
serious…? This is just a joke, right?” The grey bun tried to deny the reality of her situation.
Monica slowly shook her head, that grin staying on her face like a badge worn with pride.
“Completely serious. Why do you think you have an IV in your arm?” The dominating voice of the
sadistic rabbit was smug and cocky. “I hate needles, but you better be glad that’s there! Ready to pump
aphrodisiacs and adrenaline into your body to keep the fun lasting until your heart is literally yanked
out of your chest!”
“Y-you… p-please… no…” The pitiful, pleading squeak came from Judy’s quivering lips. The
tall, dominating form of the brown bunny stepped towards an IV bag holder, undoing a small tie on the
tubing. A slight cooling sensation was felt all over her arm as the IV bag dripped in the mixture of
drugs Monica spoke about. Tears began to form at the corners of the helpless lapine’s eyes. “I-I’m
gonna get you for this! You’re gonna… go away! For a long time!” Each uppity word of desperation
was spat at the taller rabbit as if the words were made of acid.
Words of poison fell on deaf ears. Monica seemed to not give a single damn about anything the
grey rabbit said. The clacking of her high heels grew fainter by the second before stopping. Judy could
barely see it, but the sound of a cart being wheeled over was piercing. There was no way that the cop
bun could ignore the looming danger of death and pain that her fellow herbivore was about to inflict on
her. Every second contributed to the anticipation, the anxiety of what was to come.
Monica dragged over a metal cart with a white cloth covering it. She hummed a gentle tune,
sounding almost motherly as she prepared her work station. Black latex gloves were pulled over her

white furred hands, matching the glove pattern of her fur. The shine of the gloves caught the bright
light, shining it directly in the violet eyes of the bound bunny.
“Why me, though?!” Judy’s voice grew angrier, more frustrated. “I didn’t do anything to you! I
don’t even know who you are!” Her shrill, terror filled fury filled the air. It caught a nasty side glance
from the taller bunny, a poison green eye glaring down at the helpless grey rabbit through a mess of
brown hair. “Just let me go! At least make it a fair fight! I-” She stopped. She was forced to. Judy’s
tongue was now held between the black latex covered fingers of the taller rabbit.
Monica gripped the tongue tight, as if it was a worm trying to wriggle back into the dirt. “Be a
little quieter, you’re peaking the mic.” Her voice was cold, unfeeling. Even for scolding the smaller
lapine in a way she wasn’t expecting, it was just as terrifying. “Or would you rather I start by cutting
off your tongue first? Feed it to you as a treat before we really get started?” Monica’s tone grew more
lighthearted, as if she just offered to take Judy out for dinner. The deadly tone made the cop stop in an
instant.
A gulp of nervous terror rolled down Judy’s throat. She was insanely on edge. There was no
way this wouldn’t be the worst type of torture she could ever face and there was no preparing for it.
How could she even start to mentally prepare to be butchered alive like some kind of animal? Just
watching as Monica discarded the white cloth from the rolling table and seeing the few, silver torturous
instruments to brutalize her body got the grey lapine quivering.
Surgical tools, a set of string and a stitching tool, and even clear bags. Large, multi-gallon bags!
It was clear just by the arrangement that Monica was looking to take more than a few trophies from her
catch and kill. Judy could only lay there quivering in fear. Her knees were knocking against each other,
barely even able to do that while bound down to the slab of rock.
“Now, Hopps.” Monica spoke with a cheery voice, “Be good for me, okay? Scream a lot for the
camera~ This is a live, live dissection after all! Informational and bloody in all the best ways.” Her
enthusiasm was suffocating. If she had this energy constantly, the brown rabbit would be draining to be
around for even the most extra of extroverts.
A glinting silver blade was raised in the air, the sharp tip pressing into the stomach of the
restrained rabbit. A few strands of white belly fluff were cut away as the scalpel moved just a few
inches lower. Pressed inline with the hip bone, Monica made the first incision. Judy screamed loudly
with just the small bleeding pin point, her pain filled voice being loud enough to shatter a wine glass.
“Ow! Ow! F-fuck, fuck, please stop!” Judy begged with pure terror. However, her pleading and
crying only got her killer more enthusiastic. The sharp blade traced along the line between white and
grey fluff, slowly carving a thin stream of blood from the grey rabbit’s body. “A-ah!~” The cop bun
moaned against her will! The aphrodisiacs were taking affect on her, turning some of the pain into
nothing but blissful pleasure. “Make it stop, make it stop!” Despite the tiny amounts of pleasure,
pleasure she still fought.
Monica drew the scalpel from the crotch, tracing the white and grey line, and stopping at the
ribcage area. “That’s only half of it. Take a deep breath and deal with it, hun.” The annoyed voice of the
brown bun was muddled by the screams of her victim. Rolling her emerald eyes, Monica continued.
The sharp blade was placed at its first point again and began to carve the opposite direction, now

making the entire white furred belly a flap to be lifted! “If you think that hurt, just wait for this!”
Monica called out.
“H-huh?” Judy was dazed already. She was confused and full of pain, making processing the
voice of her sadist hard to decipher and understand. However, the grey lapine would almost instantly
understand. “Aaa! Ow, fuck, that fucking hurts!” Tears began to flow from the pretty violet eyes of the
grey rabbit. Leaning up ever so slightly, Judy was forced to watch as her belly was ripped up! The
white furred skin was peeled away like she was a fruit. The squeals didn’t slow Monica’s advances one
bit!
Agile hands worked to pin the severed skin to the grey bunny’s body. “Good, good, keep
screaming like that. So enthusiastic for being gutted~” Monica joked at Judy’s expense. Metal pins
were pressed through the flap of skin to the ribcage, the bloody underside of the flesh right below the
small boobs of the bound bunny. All of the gross, wet guts were exposed. The way the body held all of
the vital organs looked like a hellish punch bowl! “Lets see… where to start...~” The snarky brown
bunny teased.
Monica leaned over Judy, her breasts dangling in front of the grey lapine’s face. It made the
smaller bun grow jealous at the size of her killer’s chest, easily being envious with those lovely mounds
teased in front of her face. Then, the sinking feeling in her gut felt a little more than figurative. Black
latex fingers grasped the intestines from the exposed guts! Digits dug into the gross mess of noodle-like
organs, the firm grasp slowly wiggling them out of the nicely sized hole.
“W-wait, wait, put those back!” Judy called out to the taller bunny. The only response she got
was a brown furred ear falling in her face, almost smacking her! “S-stop, stop, p-please...~ Aahh...~”
The sensation of having her guts removed was messing with the aphrodisiac infected mind of the
captured cop. Oddly enough, having her organs played with started to feel… good? Especially as the
blood loss made the painful sensations harder and harder to focus on. Judy’s tongue lulled out of her
maw, licking the inner white fluff of Monica’s ear.
The killer bun shuddered and let out a disgusted noise as she was licked! Out of grossed out
instinct, she yanked hard at the intestines. “Hey, hey! Watch it, or I’ll force you to live without your
stomach and starve you!” Monica spoke with such vile anger like she was speaking to something not
even sentient. Her latex covered hands gripped the guts tighter, escorting them to the side. From the
force and turning, Judy thought her intestines were going to end up like the Gordian Knot!
Red guts were forced into the largest bag there was. Monica had no tactfulness as she stuffed
the useless intestines from her prey into the bag, not caring about how they got mangled and tangled
like silly string. The pain-filled pleasure that Judy experienced behind her didn’t fall on deaf ears.
Sounds of the bunny enjoying her gutting, despite the tears flowing from her violet eyes, was definitely
loud enough for anyone in a mile’s radius to hear. Monica frowned. She was at least happy there
weren’t anyone anywhere near here.
“Miss… please just… help me orgasm, please…” Judy began to beg. The teary eyes and violent
reaction to having her intestines pulled out got her crying, whether she was happy or not with her new
internal makeover or not. “I-I don’t wanna die edging… just tape a vibrator to me and gut me!” Her
mind was most definitely breaking. Just the begging, the crying, and the uneasy smile all pointed to
how the prideful cop succumbed to pain and pleasure in mostly equal doses.

Sharp blades carved the ends of the intestines, separating them from the body they were
attached to. “It’s Ms. Vix to you, you pathetic thing. Begging for pleasure on your death bed? To your
killer?” Monica spoke with a demeaning tone. “Maybe I should take out something more sensitive; just
to teach you a lesson.” The brown bunny huffed through clenched teeth. Her bloodied gloves stuffed
the guts into a bag, sealing them away for storage.
“Ms. Vix… please… I-I need pleasure… I feel like I’ll die without it…” Judy moaned, helpless
to the lustful heat rolling through her body. Then, she realized what she said. With a low, melancholy
chuckle to herself, the helplessly horny rabbit shook her head as little as she could. “I-I mean, uh… I’d
prefer to die with it…”
The tall brown bun turned around. Emerald eyes looked at the restrained grey lapine with
almost no emotion, not caring about what Judy wanted or felt. Monica made that point clear as a
bloodied hand reached up to the grey and white face of the tied rabbit. Fingers pressed against eyebrow
and the area just under the eye, forcing one of Judy’s pretty violet eyes open wide. The sadistic smile
that grew on Monica’s face was bone chilling, even for someone like the cop who mostly accepted their
death.
“W-wait, no! No! Not my eye!” Judy screamed in pure terror, not wanting to feel her eye
separated from her body. “P-please, no! Rip out my bladder instead! Th-that’ll hurt, that’ll hurt!” She
attempted to bargain. However, her request fell on deaf ears. The scalpel Monica brandished was on a
straight path to the forcibly opened eye.
Terrified and teary-eyed, Judy was forced to watch as the blade neared closer and closer to her
eye. By now, she completely forgot about her opened stomach, just watching the blade with nothing but
terror. Sharp metal cut through the tear duct. Slicing through the pink flesh and digging into the muscle
underneath, Monica was calm and collected as she ripped out the eye of her victim. She even stuck her
tongue out in her blind focus, ignoring the screaming bunny. Carefully, cautiously, the brown bunny
separated the eye from its socket with an effortless cut to the nerve cable keeping it in place.
Screaming continued to bellow out from the bound rabbit’s maw. Tears could only fall out of
Judy’s fully intact, fully closed eye. She could only feel as latex fingers stuck their way into her socket,
popping out the now useless eyeball as if it was a grape being picked from a vine. Eyelids closed over
the empty, bleeding socket as Judy slowly recovered from the painful removal of such a sensitive, vital
organ.
“I’ll make sure you die without an orgasm, sweetheart, just wait.” Monica promised with a few
simple words spoken in a dry tone. Her attention was then placed on the fired up cunt of her little prey.
“How about I give you just a little pleasure, as a treat? Just to torture you some more?” Her soft, almost
motherly voice asked the tied up torture doll of a rabbit. The same blade that was used to carve away
the pretty eye was brought down to the dripping vagina. The sharp tip of the scalpel cut into the clit,
drawing out another scream of pain from Judy as well as a trickle of blood. Monica held up the eye she
removed to the cunt, laughing to herself. “Why would you look at that! Now you can see your own
cunt and see how wet you are for being gutted!”
Judy didn’t have any witty response for her killer. There was no way she could. She tried to be
blissfully unaware of her eye being discarded into a baggie, of her organs falling under the harsh gaze
of her murderer one again. All the grey rabbit wanted to do now was die. She didn’t even care about

any ounce of pleasure anymore, she just wanted the torment to end! Monica, however, refused to give
into that escape, for the time being.
Gloved hands dug into the guts once again. Now that the bulk of it was ripped out with the
intestines gone, Monica could work even more efficiently without having to worry about the massive
waste management that was a waste of space. The bunny simply began to cut away at all the connectors
between organs. Crying from her prey became nothing but background noise to Monica as she worked
like a professional. Each and every organ was removed and disposed of in a proportionally sized bag.
Kidneys separated, liver lifted out, stomach discarded, bladder deflated and stored… none of the nonvital organs were spared the snipping and bagging process.
Tears from the helpless cop subsided to nothing but soft whimpers as the pain dulled her senses.
The continual abuse was slowly making Judy used to the pain and pleasure that filled her mind and the
last hour of her life. Monica quickly took note as the obnoxious sobbing slowed to that gentle cry of
helpless acceptance of her situation. Upon realizing it, the brown bunny in charge of the situation used
her sharp blade to slash the sensitive nipples of her prey! A sharp hiss of pain escaped the grey bunny’s
white furred maw.
Judy began to speak to her killer again, speaking through clenched teeth. “Why go through any
of this? Just killing me out right should get your rocks off.” There was a low burning spite in her soft
voice. Blood loss was making her woozy, the slight slurring of her words being a sign that her
consciousness wasn’t long for this world. “Just kill me and… get it… over with!” Judy’s confidence
rapidly faded. Any sharp blade trailing up your neck would kill any fire you had in your voice.
“I don’t think you know how I, or the people watching, really work.” Monica said with a soft
smile, as if she was explaining math to a child. “We like suffering of people we don’t like. And you’re
someone a lot of us really despise! Even if you don’t think we would.” The brown bunny leaned in
closer, pressing her white furred muzzle into the ear of the grey rabbit. “Maybe even people you love
are watching and masturbating to you being gutted and killed like some sort of livestock~” She
whispered.
The seeds of doubt were planted in the psyche of the mentally broken rabbit. Monica broke the
thousand yard stare that Judy wore with a simple bite to the sensitive ear, snapping the grey rabbit back
to the reality of pain and suffering. Each second ticked on slowly, the killer looming over her prey like
a proud artist looking at a blank canvas.
“And you may want to try to stay awake, officer. You know how organ donations work? Well,
our line of business happens to have the most illegal kind of them!” The killer spoke with such a happy,
cheery voice that it was hard to believe she was taking about criminal activity. “Stay awake and listen
as your guts are auctioned off to anyone who wants them. See if you can hear a familiar voice or two in
the process. It should be a fun game for you~” Monica giggled mischievously right after. With a laugh
like that, it would be rather easy to mistake her for a sneaky fox.
Huffing, panting, barely able to stay awake, Judy looked forward. Past the bloody flap of skin
pinned to her chest, past the gaping hole where her organs used to be, she stared ahead. It took a second
for her one eye to focus, but she could see a screen flickering. It held a reflection of her ruined,
bleeding body. A chat spiking and spinning out of control at her torture was visible just on the sidebar.
She then watched as Monica, rather clumsily, used one of her high heels to click a button on the stream.

Voices began to fill the air, speaking back and forth in muddled dialogue about buying the organs from
the dying lapine.
Monica stood there with a smug grin on her face. The clacking of her heels as she approached
Judy once more had an extra weight to them as they cut through the myriad of voices like a knife.
“Take a deep breath, you pathetic thing. You got a little longer to live. I’ll let you choose, though.” She
spoke with a harsh edge. Her fingers grasped the bottom of Judy’s ribcage, grasping it and squeezing
the double layered flesh over it. “What do you want me to take out first? Your lungs? Heart?” The
question was placed out in the open, giving her just a limited amount of time as the singular scalpel
slowly pushed inside the sensitive, vital area.
“I-I, uh…” Judy stuttered. She wasn’t sure how to answer. The voices from the stream were
overwhelming her mind, just too much noise to even think clearly. Hearing her stomach go for over
half a million, her intestines selling for barely over two million, and her heart? It wasn’t even out and
there were a plethora of voices fighting over it! “M-my… heart? A million is… all it’s worth?” The
whimpering bunny barely breathed out.
The sharp, sudden pain of sensitive tissue being cut filled the smaller bunny’s mind, sticking out
like a needle in the hay stack amidst the entire symphony of bidders. Monica’s hand was deep within
the ribcage of her victim! “Thank you for making your choice, sweetheart. And if it’s any consolation,
hearts tend to go for three million on average.” The brown bunny spoke with a soft smile on her lips.
“The numbers will hike up when you’re gone. Hope you sleep well~” Her voice was gentle with a
subtle, spiteful edge to it. One hand pulled away from the gut clenching the bloodied scalpel, the other
pulling away with the severed heart. It still pulsed, ever so slightly.
“Ugh… I feel so… so lightheaded…” Judy complained with barely a breath. It was hard to
breathe, everything felt so sluggish. It was all rapidly fading for her as she lay on the slab of stone,
helpless in her gutless sleepiness. One of the last things she heard before passing out was a voice,
staticy from the speakers. The man’s voice sounded oddly familiar to her. Maybe it was her mind
playing tricks on her as she finally passed out, breathing slowing to a crawl as she died on the slab of
stone.
Monica snickered to herself. Looking over the kill she had, the sad excuse of a fighter
completely gone without so much as an attempt to gnaw the restraints. “Well… sayonara, you little
shit.” Her aggressive words were highlighted with another laugh. The bloodied black latex gloves
plunged into the ribcage once again, cleaning out the lungs as well. “Everyone watching, I hope you
enjoyed! Look forward to some streams with this stupid corpse as a cuddle doll. Might hook electrodes
up to her and make her dance, not sure yet.” Her tone was relaxed, careless.
The front flap of skin was draped over the open wound it left. As the white furred belly was
returned to its position, it looked as if Judy lost a ton of weight from when it was last on her! Monica
hummed as she plucked the lifeless eye of its socket, now leaving the bunny corpse without a single
look out towards the world.
“I’ll see everyone later! The bid winners should expect their goody-bags of bunny guts anytime
in the next month or two.” Monica directly addressed the camera with a wide smile. One of her bloody
gloves grasped the jaw of the floppy bunny before her. “I had fun, too! Thanks for watching me be
emptied out!” The tall brown bun spoke in a bad impression of her prey, using Judy as a puppet. And
with that goodbye, the camera was turned off. The hum of the bids would slowly die down, all of the

organs selling for rather high prices. For the time being, the corpse of the grey rabbit would lay on the
slab of stone, empty of guts, thoughts… everything. Monica took a nap to recover her strength after
such an exhausted workout with the stupid bunny.