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The young white rabbit morph behind the handle took a deep breath and exhaled, glad he was done. It was hot and he hoped to get a moment's rest in the shade.\n\n\"[i]Good[/i]. You've [i]finally [/i]finished.''\n\nHe turned around to see the woman whose lawn he was mowing step out of the house and close the sliding glass door behind her.\n\n\"Oh!'' She stopped a few steps out and laughed, \"Now [i]that's[/i] funny.'' She pointed at his feet, then circled to look behind him.\n\nThe rabbit looked down to see that from the bottom of his shorts at his knees down to his toes, his white fur was stained green from the grass clippings.\n\n\"[i]Although[/i], it [i]is[/i] a good [i]color[/i]. You should [i]commit[/i] to it.''\n\nHe turned his head to look at her, unsure what she meant but too scared to ask.\n\nShe scoffed, \"Well, go on. Rub the grass on the rest of your fur.''\n\nIt seemed weird, but she was the customer, so how could he argue? He bent down, grabbed a clump of damp clippings and started rubbing them on the back of his legs.\n\nShe scowled, \"That will take all day. Take your clothes off and roll in it. Come on. Hurry up.''\n\nHe dropped the grass and stood up. He had no choice but obey or she would no doubt complain to his master. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and draped it over the mower's handle, then unbuttoned his shorts, pushed them down his legs and hung them on the handle, as well. He laid down on the freshly mown grass and started rolling and rubbing as he watched for the woman's approval.\n\n\"All over. Both sides. Don't forget your ears.''\n\nHe rubbed grass on the back of his ears as he stared at her.\n\n\"Alright, get up. Up. Stand up.''\n\nThe now green rabbit got to his feet and stood tall, remembering when he was being inspected for sale.\n\n\"Now let me get a look at you.'' She walked around the rabbit, examining him up and down. She tugged his tail up and down and pulled his ears down for a closer look. \"You missed a spot.'' She scooped up some grass and shoved it on his crotch, groping and grinding it on and under his balls.\n\nThe warm, wet grass felt almost nice, but the situation did not. He held still, letting her do as she wanted and hoping she would tire of him soon, so he could return to his master.\n\nShe watched his face, then took the grass that was left in her hand and rubbed it on his nose and cheeks. \"There. That should do it.'' She stepped back to admire her work and pulled out her phone. She started taking pictures, moving around for different angles. \"Turn around.''\n\nHe turned away from her.\n\nShe snapped some more shots, then stepped in, grabbed his clothes from the handle and tossed them behind her. \"Now, grab the handle and pose like you're working.''\n\nHe did as he was told, adjusting his feet.\n\n\"Come on, look like you're enjoying your work. Straighten your ears and lift your tail.'' She stepped up, grabbed his tail and jerked it into place.\n\n\"Mom! What are you doing?'' a younger version of the woman stepped out of the house carrying a large tote bag.\n\n\"Hi honey. I'm just taking some pictures.'' She stepped back to do just that.\n\n\"Why is that rabbit green?''\n\n\"He got grass stains from mowing.'' She grabbed his shoulders and forced him to turn and squat, then put one of his hands on the mower handle and stepped back to snap some more.\n\n\"All over? Why was he mowing naked?''\n\n\"He wasn't. I had him take his clothes off and roll in the grass.'' She pushed his knees apart, then scooped up some more grass clippings and darkened some pale spots on his body, finishing by rubbing on his crotch whole she watched his face.\n\n\"Mother, stop. You can?t treat him like this.''\n\n\"Why not? He's just a rabbit morph.'' She took some more pictures, pausing to adjust his chin and tug his ears straight.\n\n\"He's a...'' The younger woman huffed, having given up expecting morph respect from her mother. \"Well, he's not yours. You can't return him like that.''\n\n\"Oh whatever. I've got enough shots.'' She took a few more, then turned to her daughter with a dismissive smile. \"Clean it up and send it back. I'm done with it.'' She patted her daughter's cheek and headed into the house.\n\nThe young woman kept her grumbling quiet, then looked at the naked green rabbit morph. \"Come on, I'll show you where the shower is.''\n\n\"Oh, no. That thing is not coming into this house like that. Use the hose.'' The mother punctuated her dictate by closing the glass door and giving her daughter a final glare.\n\nThe daughter glared back, then gestured to the rabbit, \"Come over here.'' She led him to a picnic table at the side of the patio and set her bag down. She reached between some small bushes to turn on the water and pull out the hose, then dropped it on the patio and pulled her shirt over her head to reveal a green swimsuit. She pushed her shorts down her legs and put her clothes in her tote bag, then picked up the hose again. Turning on the nozzle, she began spraying his feet.\n\nThey both watched as bits of grass washed away and the green faded, but not completely.\n\nShe continued rinsing up his legs and the rest of his body to his chest, then walked around to rinse down his back, tail and back of his legs. \"This isn't working.'' She closed the nozzle and dropped the hose, then walked over to the table to dig through her bag. From the bottom, she pulled out two plastic bottles and set them on the table then turned back to him, \"Sit down.''\n\nHe obediently sat on the end of the bench.\n\n\"Now lean forward.'' She squirted some shampoo on the back of the rabbit's head and started rubbing it in. She scrubbed the backs of his long ears and his cheeks, then moved to his shoulders and down his back, adding more soap as needed, and then scrubbed his arms. \"Hold out your hands.''\n\nHe sat up and held out his hands.\n\nShe squirted some shampoo into each of his hands, then knelt down. \"You clean your front while I work on your feet.'' She scrubbed hard, trying to turn the green fur on his feet and shins white again.\n\nThe young rabbit lathered his chest and belly wondering about the difference between mother and daughter. When the mother touched him, he wanted to be anyplace else, but when this young woman touched him, he felt safe. She was scrubbing harder than her mother, but it didn't feel as harsh and she wasn't focused on his balls. His master didn't care about grass stains and would only hose off the clippings at the end of the day, but the feel of this woman rubbing his legs was marvelous.\n\nThe young woman worked her way around his green knees to his thighs, focusing on changing the color of his fur. She was making a difference, though she couldn't tell if it was getting white with all the green now in the suds. She pushed his legs apart as she scrubbed his thighs, trying to at least make both legs match, then she noticed his fur covered hands rubbing near hers, rubbing his balls. She looked up a little further and noticed a pink tip poking out of his fur. She caught her sudden fear and scolded herself. It's just the tip, a normal reaction. It doesn't mean he's going to do anything. She pushed aside the stories she had heard and finished scrubbing his thighs while he rubbed his balls. \"Alright, let's see how we did.'' She grabbed the hose and stood up, then chuckled at the sight of the rabbit morph covered in pale green suds. She turned on the nozzle and started with his feet, washing away the green bubbles up his legs. She tried to be gentle as she continued up and gave an internal sigh of relief as she saw that his condition hadn't grown. \"Lean forward.''\n\nHe smiled and gladly obeyed her.\n\nShe finished with his back, ears and face, then turned off the nozzle and dropped it. She reached into her bag and pulled out a couple towels. \"You still look a little green, but you work with grass all day, so maybe nobody will notice. Let's get you dried off, so you can get back to work.'' \n\nHe looked up at her and smiled.\n\nShe tossed the towel over his head and started rubbing vigorously. She would have to cut her swim time short after this interruption to her day. Her mother could be so inconsiderate. She worked her way down the rabbit's shoulders and arms, then down his back to his tail and back up to start on his chest.\n\nThe rabbit sat up as she gently pulled his shoulders and enjoyed her attention. He had never had anyone touch him like this and he didn't want it to stop.\n\nShe remembered his condition and stopped at his belly, then knelt in front of him to dry his feet. She noticed the towel was turning a little green and rubbed more vigorously, hoping to get his fur closer to white. As she worked her way up his thighs, she thought about what was waiting at the top of them. She could have him dry himself, but this was an opportunity. He was well behaved and obedient and she could see for herself if the stories were true. \"Um, lay back.''\n\nWithout a thought, he laid back and smiled as he watched her.\n\nShe continued rubbing his thighs, building up her courage, then let the towel brush his balls as she watched his face.\n\nHe kept smiling, so relaxed from her touch he trusted her completely.\n\nShe pushed more at his balls, then started rubbing them, still worried that he might jump up and rape her at any time as the sex-crazed animal the rumors painted morphs as. That small tip began to push further out as she rubbed, but the rabbit didn't move. She rubbed above his balls and could feel through the towel that there was more than just that tip. She rubbed his hidden shaft and watched it stretch out of his fur. It was long and skinny and she couldn't believe she was looking at a real rabbit morph penis. She rubbed the fur around it, watching as it twitched and bounced. Without thinking, she caught it in her hand, then realizing that she was now holding this rabbit morph's penis, she looked up at him.\n\nThe rabbit just stared back at her.\n\nShe wondered how far he would let her go... how far he wanted her to go. She ran her thumb along it and felt it twitch, but he didn't move. She wrapped her fingers around it, but he didn't move. She slid her hand down to see how long it really was and when it throbbed she let go in surprise, worried that she had hurt him, but he didn't move. She watched the morph's face as she slipped her hand around his rabbit penis again, but this time when it throbbed, she smiled. She wrapped her other hand around the top, then suddenly thought about it being inside her... no, a rabbit morph, where it belongs. One day, he would be bred and slide his long, slender rabbit penis into a healthy female white rabbit morph. She slid her hands up and back down as she imagined it. He would thrust into her, just like a human until...\n\nThe rabbit morph's hips tensed, but he didn't move.\n\nShe froze, pulled from her fantasy, and took away one of her hands. She wondered if he was imagining a female white rabbit morph or thinking of putting his rabbit penis in her. She watched his face as she slid her hand up and down again, but he just kept smiling at her. She continued to stroke his penis, hoping for some reaction to tell her what he was thinking.\n\nThe morphs hips thrust up, but he stayed laying on the bench.\n\nIt was something but she wanted more. She straightened up and quickened her pace looking for any change in his face. She wasn't going to let him keep this secret. He was going to tell her he was thinking about a rabbit morph and not her. She needed him to disprove the stories.\n\nHe opened his mouth and took a breath, then his penis pulsed in her hand, shooting a stream of cum into the air.\n\nShe quickly covered his penis with the towel and wrapped it tight. She could feel it still pulsing, like he was trying to breed the towel... or whoever he was thinking of.\n\nThe rabbit held still, gripping the bench underneath him as she drained him.\n\nHe was still smiling at her and she thought about him imagining he was pumping his rabbit seed into her. She thought about getting pregnant and having a bunny baby. No, he didn't jump up and rape her, so he must prefer a rabbit morph. She pulled away the towel, wrapping it up as she wiped him clean, and tossed it on the table, then stood up and tried to ignore the rest of her thoughts. \"Alright, that's the best we can do for now. Get up and get dressed, so you can get back to your... back to work.\n\nThe rabbit morph sat up, still smiling at her, then stood up. He smiled at her for a moment, then turned to look for his clothes.\n\nAs he bent down to pick them up, she noticed the dark green patch under his tail where he had been sitting. She took a breath, but stopped herself. She couldn?t start all over again just to wash his butt. He might get the wrong idea... or she might.\n\nHe shook out his shirt and pulled it over his head, then shook out his shorts and stepped into them.\n\nShe watched as the grass stains on his butt disappeared behind his shorts and it was too late to change her mind. \"Don't forget the mower. Thank you for your hard work and I'm sorry again about my mother. You won't need to mention any of that to anyone, right?''\n\nThe pale green rabbit morph smiled and nodded slowly, then pushed the mower out of the yard and down the street, still smiling to himself as he replied the image of the young woman in a green swimsuit stroking him off as she stared at him.\n\nShe turned back to the table with a sigh of relief. They didn't need any complaints from the landscaping company about morph abuse. She put the shampoo bottles back in the bottom of her bag and put the unused towel on top of them, but when she grabbed the green tinted towel, she stopped. If he was thinking about a rabbit while I was... I just molested a morph. I raped him while he couldn't legally fight back. What was I thinking? She opened the towel and looked at the glob slowly soaking into it and wondered if she secretly wanted to have a bunny baby. HerHer mom would be furious, with \"What will the neighbors say? How could you do this to me?''\n\n\"Everything alright?'' her mother called from the doorway.\n\nShe scooped up the towel and held it against her belly to hide the evidence. \"Everything's fine, mom. I just need to throw this in the wash.''\n\n\"Wash it by itself. We don't need grass stains and morph germs on anything else.'' Her mother closed the glass door.\n\nShe looked down at the towel pressed against her and wondered what kind of morph germs her mother meant. The rabbit had left something behind, but it wasn't a germ. It was something that could have infected her, but what's wrong with that. Maybe she wanted it, her own green rabbit.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The roar of the old push mower wound down to a sputter and stall as the blades underneath stopped spinning. The young white rabbit morph behind the handle took a deep breath and exhaled, glad he was done. It was hot and he hoped to get a moment's rest in the shade.

"Good. You've finally finished.''

He turned around to see the woman whose lawn he was mowing step out of the house and close the sliding glass door behind her.

"Oh!'' She stopped a few steps out and laughed, "Now that's funny.'' She pointed at his feet, then circled to look behind him.

The rabbit looked down to see that from the bottom of his shorts at his knees down to his toes, his white fur was stained green from the grass clippings.

"Although, it is a good color. You should commit to it.''

He turned his head to look at her, unsure what she meant but too scared to ask.

She scoffed, "Well, go on. Rub the grass on the rest of your fur.''

It seemed weird, but she was the customer, so how could he argue? He bent down, grabbed a clump of damp clippings and started rubbing them on the back of his legs.

She scowled, "That will take all day. Take your clothes off and roll in it. Come on. Hurry up.''

He dropped the grass and stood up. He had no choice but obey or she would no doubt complain to his master. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and draped it over the mower's handle, then unbuttoned his shorts, pushed them down his legs and hung them on the handle, as well. He laid down on the freshly mown grass and started rolling and rubbing as he watched for the woman's approval.

"All over. Both sides. Don't forget your ears.''

He rubbed grass on the back of his ears as he stared at her.

"Alright, get up. Up. Stand up.''

The now green rabbit got to his feet and stood tall, remembering when he was being inspected for sale.

"Now let me get a look at you.'' She walked around the rabbit, examining him up and down. She tugged his tail up and down and pulled his ears down for a closer look. "You missed a spot.'' She scooped up some grass and shoved it on his crotch, groping and grinding it on and under his balls.

The warm, wet grass felt almost nice, but the situation did not. He held still, letting her do as she wanted and hoping she would tire of him soon, so he could return to his master.

She watched his face, then took the grass that was left in her hand and rubbed it on his nose and cheeks. "There. That should do it.'' She stepped back to admire her work and pulled out her phone. She started taking pictures, moving around for different angles. "Turn around.''

He turned away from her.

She snapped some more shots, then stepped in, grabbed his clothes from the handle and tossed them behind her. "Now, grab the handle and pose like you're working.''

He did as he was told, adjusting his feet.

"Come on, look like you're enjoying your work. Straighten your ears and lift your tail.'' She stepped up, grabbed his tail and jerked it into place.

"Mom! What are you doing?'' a younger version of the woman stepped out of the house carrying a large tote bag.

"Hi honey. I'm just taking some pictures.'' She stepped back to do just that.

"Why is that rabbit green?''

"He got grass stains from mowing.'' She grabbed his shoulders and forced him to turn and squat, then put one of his hands on the mower handle and stepped back to snap some more.

"All over? Why was he mowing naked?''

"He wasn't. I had him take his clothes off and roll in the grass.'' She pushed his knees apart, then scooped up some more grass clippings and darkened some pale spots on his body, finishing by rubbing on his crotch whole she watched his face.

"Mother, stop. You can?t treat him like this.''

"Why not? He's just a rabbit morph.'' She took some more pictures, pausing to adjust his chin and tug his ears straight.

"He's a...'' The younger woman huffed, having given up expecting morph respect from her mother. "Well, he's not yours. You can't return him like that.''

"Oh whatever. I've got enough shots.'' She took a few more, then turned to her daughter with a dismissive smile. "Clean it up and send it back. I'm done with it.'' She patted her daughter's cheek and headed into the house.

The young woman kept her grumbling quiet, then looked at the naked green rabbit morph. "Come on, I'll show you where the shower is.''

"Oh, no. That thing is not coming into this house like that. Use the hose.'' The mother punctuated her dictate by closing the glass door and giving her daughter a final glare.

The daughter glared back, then gestured to the rabbit, "Come over here.'' She led him to a picnic table at the side of the patio and set her bag down. She reached between some small bushes to turn on the water and pull out the hose, then dropped it on the patio and pulled her shirt over her head to reveal a green swimsuit. She pushed her shorts down her legs and put her clothes in her tote bag, then picked up the hose again. Turning on the nozzle, she began spraying his feet.

They both watched as bits of grass washed away and the green faded, but not completely.

She continued rinsing up his legs and the rest of his body to his chest, then walked around to rinse down his back, tail and back of his legs. "This isn't working.'' She closed the nozzle and dropped the hose, then walked over to the table to dig through her bag. From the bottom, she pulled out two plastic bottles and set them on the table then turned back to him, "Sit down.''

He obediently sat on the end of the bench.

"Now lean forward.'' She squirted some shampoo on the back of the rabbit's head and started rubbing it in. She scrubbed the backs of his long ears and his cheeks, then moved to his shoulders and down his back, adding more soap as needed, and then scrubbed his arms. "Hold out your hands.''

He sat up and held out his hands.

She squirted some shampoo into each of his hands, then knelt down. "You clean your front while I work on your feet.'' She scrubbed hard, trying to turn the green fur on his feet and shins white again.

The young rabbit lathered his chest and belly wondering about the difference between mother and daughter. When the mother touched him, he wanted to be anyplace else, but when this young woman touched him, he felt safe. She was scrubbing harder than her mother, but it didn't feel as harsh and she wasn't focused on his balls. His master didn't care about grass stains and would only hose off the clippings at the end of the day, but the feel of this woman rubbing his legs was marvelous.

The young woman worked her way around his green knees to his thighs, focusing on changing the color of his fur. She was making a difference, though she couldn't tell if it was getting white with all the green now in the suds. She pushed his legs apart as she scrubbed his thighs, trying to at least make both legs match, then she noticed his fur covered hands rubbing near hers, rubbing his balls. She looked up a little further and noticed a pink tip poking out of his fur. She caught her sudden fear and scolded herself. It's just the tip, a normal reaction. It doesn't mean he's going to do anything. She pushed aside the stories she had heard and finished scrubbing his thighs while he rubbed his balls. "Alright, let's see how we did.'' She grabbed the hose and stood up, then chuckled at the sight of the rabbit morph covered in pale green suds. She turned on the nozzle and started with his feet, washing away the green bubbles up his legs. She tried to be gentle as she continued up and gave an internal sigh of relief as she saw that his condition hadn't grown. "Lean forward.''

He smiled and gladly obeyed her.

She finished with his back, ears and face, then turned off the nozzle and dropped it. She reached into her bag and pulled out a couple towels. "You still look a little green, but you work with grass all day, so maybe nobody will notice. Let's get you dried off, so you can get back to work.''

He looked up at her and smiled.

She tossed the towel over his head and started rubbing vigorously. She would have to cut her swim time short after this interruption to her day. Her mother could be so inconsiderate. She worked her way down the rabbit's shoulders and arms, then down his back to his tail and back up to start on his chest.

The rabbit sat up as she gently pulled his shoulders and enjoyed her attention. He had never had anyone touch him like this and he didn't want it to stop.

She remembered his condition and stopped at his belly, then knelt in front of him to dry his feet. She noticed the towel was turning a little green and rubbed more vigorously, hoping to get his fur closer to white. As she worked her way up his thighs, she thought about what was waiting at the top of them. She could have him dry himself, but this was an opportunity. He was well behaved and obedient and she could see for herself if the stories were true. "Um, lay back.''

Without a thought, he laid back and smiled as he watched her.

She continued rubbing his thighs, building up her courage, then let the towel brush his balls as she watched his face.

He kept smiling, so relaxed from her touch he trusted her completely.

She pushed more at his balls, then started rubbing them, still worried that he might jump up and rape her at any time as the sex-crazed animal the rumors painted morphs as. That small tip began to push further out as she rubbed, but the rabbit didn't move. She rubbed above his balls and could feel through the towel that there was more than just that tip. She rubbed his hidden shaft and watched it stretch out of his fur. It was long and skinny and she couldn't believe she was looking at a real rabbit morph penis. She rubbed the fur around it, watching as it twitched and bounced. Without thinking, she caught it in her hand, then realizing that she was now holding this rabbit morph's penis, she looked up at him.

The rabbit just stared back at her.

She wondered how far he would let her go... how far he wanted her to go. She ran her thumb along it and felt it twitch, but he didn't move. She wrapped her fingers around it, but he didn't move. She slid her hand down to see how long it really was and when it throbbed she let go in surprise, worried that she had hurt him, but he didn't move. She watched the morph's face as she slipped her hand around his rabbit penis again, but this time when it throbbed, she smiled. She wrapped her other hand around the top, then suddenly thought about it being inside her... no, a rabbit morph, where it belongs. One day, he would be bred and slide his long, slender rabbit penis into a healthy female white rabbit morph. She slid her hands up and back down as she imagined it. He would thrust into her, just like a human until...

The rabbit morph's hips tensed, but he didn't move.

She froze, pulled from her fantasy, and took away one of her hands. She wondered if he was imagining a female white rabbit morph or thinking of putting his rabbit penis in her. She watched his face as she slid her hand up and down again, but he just kept smiling at her. She continued to stroke his penis, hoping for some reaction to tell her what he was thinking.

The morphs hips thrust up, but he stayed laying on the bench.

It was something but she wanted more. She straightened up and quickened her pace looking for any change in his face. She wasn't going to let him keep this secret. He was going to tell her he was thinking about a rabbit morph and not her. She needed him to disprove the stories.

He opened his mouth and took a breath, then his penis pulsed in her hand, shooting a stream of cum into the air.

She quickly covered his penis with the towel and wrapped it tight. She could feel it still pulsing, like he was trying to breed the towel... or whoever he was thinking of.

The rabbit held still, gripping the bench underneath him as she drained him.

He was still smiling at her and she thought about him imagining he was pumping his rabbit seed into her. She thought about getting pregnant and having a bunny baby. No, he didn't jump up and rape her, so he must prefer a rabbit morph. She pulled away the towel, wrapping it up as she wiped him clean, and tossed it on the table, then stood up and tried to ignore the rest of her thoughts. "Alright, that's the best we can do for now. Get up and get dressed, so you can get back to your... back to work.

The rabbit morph sat up, still smiling at her, then stood up. He smiled at her for a moment, then turned to look for his clothes.

As he bent down to pick them up, she noticed the dark green patch under his tail where he had been sitting. She took a breath, but stopped herself. She couldn?t start all over again just to wash his butt. He might get the wrong idea... or she might.

He shook out his shirt and pulled it over his head, then shook out his shorts and stepped into them.

She watched as the grass stains on his butt disappeared behind his shorts and it was too late to change her mind. "Don't forget the mower. Thank you for your hard work and I'm sorry again about my mother. You won't need to mention any of that to anyone, right?''

The pale green rabbit morph smiled and nodded slowly, then pushed the mower out of the yard and down the street, still smiling to himself as he replied the image of the young woman in a green swimsuit stroking him off as she stared at him.

She turned back to the table with a sigh of relief. They didn't need any complaints from the landscaping company about morph abuse. She put the shampoo bottles back in the bottom of her bag and put the unused towel on top of them, but when she grabbed the green tinted towel, she stopped. If he was thinking about a rabbit while I was... I just molested a morph. I raped him while he couldn't legally fight back. What was I thinking? She opened the towel and looked at the glob slowly soaking into it and wondered if she secretly wanted to have a bunny baby. HerHer mom would be furious, with "What will the neighbors say? How could you do this to me?''

"Everything alright?'' her mother called from the doorway.

She scooped up the towel and held it against her belly to hide the evidence. "Everything's fine, mom. I just need to throw this in the wash.''

"Wash it by itself. We don't need grass stains and morph germs on anything else.'' Her mother closed the glass door.

She looked down at the towel pressed against her and wondered what kind of morph germs her mother meant. The rabbit had left something behind, but it wasn't a germ. It was something that could have infected her, but what's wrong with that. Maybe she wanted it, her own green rabbit.

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