*Click*
Her fingers moved swiftly over the keyboard while her lip curled up in a sneer. Green eyes shifted from the picture of the girl to the comment box as she typed her response.

-I didn’t know they offered stuffed sausage at that place. How in Hell did you squeeze your fat ass through the door, let alone that corset. LMAO!-

She clicked ‘Send’ then leaned back in her computer chair, running one of her hands through her dark hair. Of all the things Amelia loathed, it was fat bitches that had the nerve to think they were sexy. Just ten minutes ago she had logged onto her social networks and had her screen assaulted with an update from her old high school’s lard load. She had went to some event with her boyfriend (Amelia and her friends had a running bet that the guy lost a bet and was now forced to date her as penalty because he was too cute to be saddled to that cow) and actually tried to look sexy. Somehow she had squeezed her fat ass into an underbust corset, which was actually very pretty. It was a disgrace for it to be used as a wrapper for this fatass’s blubber. 

Moving on, she continued to scroll down her news feed, pausing when she saw that the gangly, pimply nerd who used to be in the Chess club had changed his status to ‘in a relationship.’ Smirking, she moved to comment on it.

-I call bullshit unless one of your zits asked you out. They do look like they have minds of their own.-

Snickering, she pushed herself out of her chair, moving over to the full length mirror hanging on her door. Plump pink lips pulled up in a slight smile as she took in her reflection. Dark shining locks fell over her shoulders, to the tops of her full breasts which were covered by her aqua camisole. Her stomach was nice and flat, toned but still with a bit of feminine softness. Men loved wrapping their hands around her waist to feel how tiny it was. Her own hands slid down her body, over her waist and stopping on her hips which were clad in tiny black shorts. Turning slightly to the side, she stuck her butt out, admiring the way it curved nicely. She didn’t have a flat ass or one of those disgusting ‘Wide Turn’ asses that caused traffic jams. Her ass was perfectly shaped, as were her long legs and even her tiny, dainty feet. 

*Pring*

Amelia’s self-admiration was put on pause when her computer alerted her of notifications on her page. With one last smirk to her reflection, she sat back down at her computer. Going to her page, she let out a snort when she clicked on her notifications. 

Three people had liked her comment on the fatty’s picture. But of course, her chubby chaser boyfriend had to come to her defense. He accused her of being snotty, snobby, bitchy and malicious- the usual bullshit the jealous masses always said to her when she bitchslapped them with the hard truth. 

And behold, all of that pimply nerd’s friends came to his defense. It was rather amusing actually. Back in high school not a single one of these little dweebs would have ever mustered the nerve to talk to her, let alone call her a bitch over the internet. Rolling her eyes, she moved to reply to one dork who called her a cunt.

-As if you’d know what one looked like outside of Pornhub. Wait until they drop, then try that line again. Go fap to Halo, you douche.-

Closing out her page, she browsed aimlessly through different clothes sites and wasted a bit of time on Youtube. About an hour had passed when she felt her eyelids getting heavy. Yawning, she glanced at her computer’s clock. It was almost eleven. She’d better head to sleep soon. Her whole family would be over tomorrow for Easter Dinner and she had to look her best. Although she wasn’t looking forward to the endless questions they would bombard her with about college and her grades. She grimaced when she thought of her less than stellar grades.

Why can’t I just find some little wheeze to do my work for me…?

 Amelia began to close out of everything, but stopped when she noticed she had a new e-mail. It was probably more junk mail but she opened her inbox regardless.

One ebony brow winged up. 

There was a message from someone named E. Bunni. 

Was this a porn bot?

The subject line read: Punishment.

Scoffing, she opened the message, expecting invites to porn or cam girls. 

Amelia, 
You think that just because you’re beautiful you are exempt of reproach. You find joy in tormenting the weak as you did in high school. However, you only do it over the internet because you know in your heart that in person you would never have the courage to say these things to the people you insult. They shrank back from you in high school because you were pretty much the queen. But being in college, failing in college and actually have to do the work has made you realize how insignificant you really are and to boost yourself esteem you tear down the ones you bullied relentlessly before, desperately trying to reclaim your spot on top.

I have news for you. You’re just a scared little creature who can’t find her place in the world. And there is no shame in that. What is shameful is the way you harm others to improve your own self-worth. Well, your beauty didn’t save academically and it won’t save you here.  For one whole night, THIS night, you shall be punished for what you’ve done to others. 

E. Bunni.

“Okay… which one of those LOSERS made a fake e-mail and sent me this shit?!”

Amelia leaned back in her computer chair, torn between annoyance and mirth. On the one hand, she was more than a little ticked that some asshole had the nerve to send her that. So what if she used the internet to tell people the ugly truth about themselves? It’s not like she hides who she is behind a fake account. E. Bunni? What kind of stupid, douche name was that? Probably one of those anime kid weirdoes she’d seen walking around in high school. 

Yeah, they seem like the type…

And punishment? Really? How on Earth was whoever this freak was going to punish her? 

Snickering now at the absurdity of it, she shut down her computer. She was still laughing when she crawled into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. 

“What a load of shit…”

Closing her eyes, she tried to nod off to sleep but was unable. Her body started to feel strange, rather warm. She tossed the top blanket off and only covered herself with the sheet. 

It didn’t help.

From the tips of her toes, all the way to her scalp, her skin heated. It was like she was wearing a parka at the beach, she was so hot! Was this a side effect from her new birth control?

Sighing in annoyance, she flicked the sheet off of her and got out of bed to turn on her air conditioner. 

A pins and needles feeling made itself known at the base of her spine. 

“What the…”

Those pins and needles became forks and knives.

“Oh God!”

Amelia gasped at the sharp, burning pain that was centered in right above her ass. Not just the skin but the meat and bone as well. It almost felt like the lower part of her spine was shifting! Tears welled in her eyes, it was so excruciating. Whimpering, she reached her hands to the small of her back. 

Something soft and fluffy brushed her fingers. 

What?!

Heart leaping into her throat, she hurried to her full-length mirror, clicking on a light in the process. She turned her back to the mirror, turning her head to look over her shoulder. Something small, brown and furry was resting over her butt. Her eyes squinted as she tried to get a better look but that’s when a new pain decided to make a grand entrance.

The sides of her head burned and she dropped to her knees, crying out.  Her ears felt strange, like they were being pulled. She gasped and sobbed, wondering what the Hell was going on!? 

“What…? Why…?”

Amelia noticed that she could hear extremely well, that sound seemed more focused a bit higher on her skull than normal. 

Turning toward the mirror, she shrieked when she saw her ears were elongating. The smooth round human tips began to grow and point upwards, causing a prickling sensation in the shell of her ear. Blood drained from her face as she watched them inch upwards. Little by little her ears moved from their place behind her temples. The tips grew longer, looking almost elfish and her ears moved until they were now level with her eyebrows. 

~This isn’t happening! This isn’t happening!~

They began to itch horribly. 

Whimpering frantically, she reached up to scratch them, unable to help herself, and was mortified to feel soft fur growing on them. She crawled to the mirror to get a closer look. Indeed her new elongated ears were covered in soft, brown fur… and they were still getting longer and higher up on her head. The skin of her head felt like it was being ripped as her ears moved farther up her skull. And just when she thought the pain would kill her, it stopped. The pain at her lower back, which now seemed miniscule by comparison, eased as well.  Gasping for breath, she slowly lowered her hands and her mouth fell open in shock.

She had fucking rabbit ears!?

Now that fluffy thing above her ass made sense. It was a fucking rabbit tail!

Gaping at the mirror in disbelief, she struggled to make some coherent sound. Suddenly, her gums began to burn and itch and her two front teeth ached. Opening her mouth in to get a better look, she let out a wail as she saw her two front teeth elongated. They were loads worse than any of the buck-toothed nerds she picked on in middle school.

“Oh my God!!” Her speech sounded strange and she spat as she talked. The changes in her teeth made her speech awkward. 

Dear God, she was a weird, half-rabbit girl freak with buck teeth! The pain had stopped and the warmth subsided but she still wanted to die. Look at her! How could she ever show her face again!

Something shifted in her lower abdomen. It felt weird, like those little twinges she normally got a few days before her period. The feeling grew, and moved lower. There was this strange sensation like she had to pee, and then fullness in her pussy. Gasping, she fell back onto her ass, trembling as the foreign object inside her made its descent, sliding down her walls, gliding down her G-spot. Amelia gasped and groaned, her toes curling into the plush carpet. Holy God that felt good!  However panic overrode her pleasure and she yanked her shorts and panties off.  That’s when the object in her vagina finally came out and made a soft thud on the floor. Reaching down, she picked it up to examine it.

It was a light blue egg with green triangles.

What the-

Her thought was cut off as that strange twinge in her abdomen started again. Groaning, she crawled her way over to the bed, shivering with each move she made as it only amplified her pleasure. Each time she moved her legs, the thing that was slowly exiting her body would rub deliciously against her flesh, hitting spots no cock or dildo had ever reached. She grabbed the edge of the bed, pulling herself up onto it. The cool sheets felt so good on her hot skin. Amelia’s head reared back on the pillow and her back arched. She drew her knees up and spread her legs wide, moaning as another egg slid out of her. She lifted up a bit to see this one was pink and purple. 

Another one was coming, she could feel it. Despite the madness of it all, she couldn’t help the grin that pulled at her mouth. It just felt so good! Moaning, her toes curled into the sheets, and she thrashed her head. She slid her hands through her hair roughly, yelping in pain when she accidentally yanked one of her new, long bunny ears. She inadvertently squeezed her inner walls and her eyes popped when that made it push against her G-spot even harder. 

“Oh, fuck!”

Her hands left her hair and pushed her top down, exposing her breasts to the now chilly air. She squeezed them roughly in both hands, pinching her already rock hard nipples. The slight pain added to her pleasure and she moaned loudly. She was probably waking up her family by being so noisy but she couldn’t help it and honestly didn’t care. Nothing could compare to this feeling. 

The camisole she wore felt constricting and she yanked it off, tossing it across the room. As she did, the egg left her body to join the others only for a new one to begin its slide. As it inched down her passage, she felt the telltale pressure building. Pinching her nipples, she squeezed her inner walls around the egg, groaning loudly. Her head thrashed over the pillow, her ears twitched. Her tongue ran over her lips and her buck teeth pressed into her bottom lip as a powerful orgasm built in her body. She contracted her walls as quickly as possible, the shifting of the egg inside of her added with her body’s clenching felt so awesome she almost fell off the bed. Her nails raked across her nipples and the egg finally slid out of her in a long, titillating glide that had her coming with a shuddering moan.

“Fuck! Oh, God!”

As she came, the eggs didn’t stop. If anything, they started coming faster and faster, their way out made easier by her now soaked pussy. She wasn’t even able to recover from her first orgasm when the onslaught of eggs sliding out of her sensitized pussy had another orgasm building, this one stronger than the last. Letting go of her tits, she clenched the bed sheets, squealing as she came so hard that three eggs flew out of her all at once.

It still didn’t stop there. The eggs kept coming and coming, faster and faster. It was like her pussy was a holiday tennis cannon. The room was filled with moans and cries, the spot on the bed between her legs becoming drenched by the second. She thrashed on the bed as another orgasm, this one more powerful than the other built in her body. She clenched her walls again and this time ran her hand over her abdomen, pressing the heel of her palm right above her mound, pushing against her G-spot from the outside while the egg glided against it from within. Screaming, she came hard on the bed, so hard that she squirted, soaking her sheets and sending the egg flying out of her. She kept thrashing, her foot sending on of the eggs on her bed flying into the wall. Amelia barely heard it crack. 

Slowly her heart rate and breathing returned to normal and she came down from her endorphin high. She felt the gentle haze of sleep descend upon her. And it seemed like her vagina was empty of the little colored pleasure balls. Sighing, she rolled over onto her side, not even grabbing the sheet. She was still too hot for covers. Thoroughly worn out from the night’s events, Amelia fell into a deep, sound sleep.

~*~*~

~Holy crap… What happened?~
Sunlight coming through the closed shutters warmed Amelia’s eyelids. She awoke the next morning, confused and highly satisfied for some reason. Her eyes opened and she stared up at her ceiling, eyes widening as last night came back to her. Her hands flew to her head, feeling through her hair frantically for any rabbit ears. She felt the sides of her head and a sigh of relief left her when she felt normal human ears. Her hand went to her mouth and that relief grew when she felt her teeth were perfectly normal. 

~Was that all a weird dream…? What the Hell did I eat last night? What was in those brownies I had for dessert?~

Yawning, she sat up straight in bed, stretching the knots out of her body. She reached back to massage her lower back and gasped when her thumbs brushed over the fluffy tail from last night. Why was that there!? Was she still dreaming? 

Something brushed against her leg and she looked down. 

Her brow pinched and she felt the blood drain from her face.

There was a blue and gold egg next to her calf. 

Head whipping back and forth, her eyes grew to their full limits as she took in the numerous eggs of varying colors that lay all around the room. There were a few on the floor leading to her bed and about a dozen on her bed. Moving to the foot of the bed, she cautiously peaked over the edge and the sight of the giant pile of eggs on the floor there made her gasp in shock.

And with that gasp her breath hitched and another egg slid out of her and joined the ones on the bed. 

Shock turned to mortification when her eyes noticed the broken egg that had hit the way, yolk trailing down in dried streaks as well as her own cum. The blood rushed back to her face and she felt that mortification transform into rage.

E. Bunni. Easter Bunny?! And he turned her into a fucked porn version of one?

That snot-nosed son of a bitch!

Quickly getting out of bed, she stormed over to her computer. She accidentally stepped on one of the eggs from last night and her anger pretty much reached critical mass now that her foot was covered in raw egg slime. She sat at her computer, not giving two shits about her nudity and booted up her computer. When it was on and she was at her e-mail she went straight to E. Bunni’s message to tell him to fuck off in all the ways she knew how but stopped when she saw the new message in her inbox.

A new message from E. Bunni.

Her lips curled in a sneer and she opened the message.

Amelia,
I take it you secretly enjoy being punished since you so enjoyed my punishment of you last night. That’s the reason, as well as the fact I know you planned on trying to bully me, that I have extended your punishment. However, I’ve removed the parts that others can see so as not to upset your family though it would serve you right. But I’m warning you. This is my only warning and you’d better heed it. Change your ways, Amelia. Become a nicer person, or keep your mouth shut and your fingers off the keyboard if you can’t say anything nice. Bully one more person after this and I will make this curse last longer than I intended. 

Do not test me.

E. Bunni. 

Amelia sat back in her chair, a dumbfounded expression painting her features. She sat there for a moment to let the words of the e-mail sink in. 

So…? I get to lose the ears and the teeth, keep the tail and the eggs… and the orgasms… for a bit longer but I can’t be a bitch to people? 

Rolling her eyes, she felt another grin tugging her mouth as she recalled last night. As awkward and weird as that was, that was still the most AWESOME night of her life. She had never ever came like that before, ever! And she didn’t have to worry about getting knocked up!

Giggling, she logged onto her social networks. Oh, lo and behold, the fatty she graced with truth last night has unfriended her as did the Pimple Prince. Scrolling, she passed over the usual nonsense and then her mood was soured when some loser started the whining session. It was your standard, whiny little nerd burger who couldn’t get a woman to save his life because even the fatties and the shut-ins had more self-respect than to let themselves be seen with a wipe like this. And on top of that, they were the worst kind of loser because they had the nerve to act like a nice guy when they were just as selfish as the next cockhole. They complained all women wanted assholes guys but at least the asshole guys are upfront about it. Losers like this one went on crying and whining like a drippy ass, scaring away all the females because when it comes down to it, they’d prefer a proper man, not a whiny girl.

Out of instinct, she moved her hand to her mouse and clicked on the comment box. Her fingers brushed over the keys as she typed her response.

-Y’know, if you’d stop cockblocking yourself with your own pussifaction, then there might be some hope for you… Well, that and a face transplant. -

She moved the mouse over the send button, but stopped when she remembered E. Bunni’s message. She couldn’t be mean to people or the curse would last longer…

That familiar twinge rippled through her abdomen and she shivered. Another egg was making its way out of her vagina…

Bully one more person after this and I will make this curse last longer than I intended. 

“Hmm… longer?” It was more like a blessing than a curse, according to her ladyparts. 

~Should I….?~

Amelia smirked and her mouse pointer hovered over the ‘Send’ button.