Anais was in a great mood this Saturday morning. She hummed the Daisy theme song while she brushed her teeth. Breakfast with her family had wrapped up a few minutes ago and she had just stepped out of a brief shower. Water dripped off her towel and down her body while she stood on her personal step stool in front of the bathroom sink. Her great mood could be linked straight to dad and the boys being out of the house for the day to see the newest Captain Punch movie and grab lunch afterwards. It made this one of the way too rare occasions where it would just be her and mom for a large part of the day. The young rabbit grabbed the cup of water she'd set aside and rinsed her mouth out. She hopped off her step stool and folded up the legs, then slid it into its usual place beside the sink for the next time she needed it. 


She turned off the bathroom light and stepped into the hall. On normal days she'd bring her clothes into the bathroom to get changed after her shower but with mom downstairs and the second floor empty she walked casually to her room with a towel wrapped around her flat chest. Privacy while she got dressed was guaranteed this morning, a rare freedom in the often busy household. Anais reached her room and took a few minutes to dry off before she slipped into her usual dress, a clean pair of socksn and fresh panties. She climbed up the ladder to her bed and grabbed her trusty Daisy plush from beside her pillow. After giving it a tight hug the rabbit slid down the ladder and made her journey downstairs.


Nicole sighed as she finished washing dishes, the last plate finally cleared of the large amount of maple syrup her gummypuss loved drowning pancakes in. She set it in the dish rack with the others and wiped her wet hands on the front of her shirt. The woman then leaned over the empty sink and took a moment to just breathe and rest her eyes. The last week of work had been an absolute nightmare of problem after problem after problem, mixed with numerous hours of overtime just trying to keep up with them all. Those late hours paired just great with her monthly heat that had decided to start that week. Normally an hour or two with Richard once the kids were in bed would have helped calm it down but he had been deep asleep by the time she crawled through the front door last night. She hadn't been surprised, a good night's sleep was always required when the next day would be spent with the boys. She'd wanted to set aside some time to masturbate and ease it herself but she was so exhausted after work that she barely had the energy to reheat dinner before she passed out, which meant self-care was out of the question. 


Seconds passed and Nicole used that time to enjoy the silence of an almost empty home. The cat had almost forgotten what it sounded like when there was no clicking of keyboards or dialing of fax machines or ringing of phones. She heard a series of hops come from the stairs and was about to turn and greet her daughter when she felt the tiny arms of her youngest wrap around her legs. A smile painted her face, exhausted but sincere, as she turned to the rabbit. “There's my good girl!” she exclaimed. Nicole bent down and gave the young rabbit a kiss on the forehead. The girl giggled while a blush spread across her face that she was thankful blended in perfectly with her pink fur. 


Over the last few months Anais found that she’d been viewing her mother in a much different way. The love she felt was still there of course, but it had strengthened into something a little more than could be considered normal she imagined. Small details the rabbit had never noticed suddenly became things of great importance and joy for her, like the way the cat smiled even after a rough week of work or the pride in her eyes whenever the rabbit brought home yet another amazing report card. There were times throughout the day when the only thing she could think of was Nicole. Hours had been spent thinking of how soft the cat's fur was or how her touch was the perfect balance of soft and firm. The list went on and on, filled with minute details that only the brain of a small prodigy had the ability to keep track of. 


The thoughts had made Anais a little uneasy at first but she had grown to accept them over time. Maybe it was just a childish crush or complex that would pass given enough time? And heck, even if this infatuation was genuine she still considered herself one of the more normal and mature members of her family. One or a dozen odd romantic thoughts about her mother wasn't going to change that. Besides, Anais knew that they were just thoughts and little ideas that had no power over her. She was still trying to get comfortable with the fantasies that arose at night though, when the only light in the house was what peeked through the window and the only sound was the small and suppressed moans and gasps of the young rabbit that had begun to explore her body. Fantasies of lips on hers or fingers that traced the barely-there curves of her body while sweet nothings were whispered in her ear, just to name a few. Still, they too were just thoughts with the same lack of control over her choices as the others, so she tried not to dwell on them. 


“What would you like to do today, sweetie?” Nicole asked, certain that she wasn't going to be the largest fan of the answer in her current mental state.


Having already planned the afternoon Anais immediately and enthusiastically responded. “Can we do a puzzle and watch a nature documentary? I've read some really good reviews about this new one on female lions!” 


“Sounds fun! Go get the puzzle set up at the table. I need to get some coffee started but I'll be right in!” Nicole  started to calculate just how large a pot she'd need to brew to get her mind at a close enough level to function with the rabbit. Anais left the room as quickly as her short legs could manage, eager to get started on some excellent quality time with mom. Nicole smiled at the sight and looked forward to an afternoon giving her daughter the attention she didn't often receive. The woman knew from experience it was rough to be one of the more responsible and independent people of the household. Often the antics of her brothers or father overshadowed the girl and Nicole felt immense guilt over that. Being too mature was an awful reason to get overlooked, especially mixed with the difficulty of being the youngest person of the house. With this in mind Nicole vowed to make today as much about Anais as she could, even if it meant her brain couldn't quite rest yet. She fished a can of coffee grounds out of the cabinet and got a pot started while her daughter dumped a box of puzzle pieces onto the table. 


Nicole had finished her second cup of coffee by the time they finished the puzzle and finally felt truly awake. The two exchanged a triumphant high-five over the completed piece and left it to dry on the table after a coat of glue had been applied.The mother went into the kitchen and poured herself a third cup while Anais got the documentary started in the living room. She was seated in the middle of the couch with her precious Daisy when her mom walked in. The young rabbit scooched forward to the edge of her seat so Nicole could sit behind her. Once she was comfortably seated the cat spread her legs open enough so Anais could squeeze between them, a tradition whenever it was just the two of them on the couch. Anais laid her body back against her mom’s chest and enjoyed the steady breathing that always brought her a sense of safety and comfort. Nicole bent her head down and kissed the back of Anais’s head, getting an unintentional whiff of the girl’s scent that she found very pleasant. The mother was unsure why, but with sharp eyes she lingered right above Anais's head to get more of that wonderful scent.


An urge to continue kissing Anais’s head popped into her mind, tinged not in motherly affection but of lust and desire. Just your heat messing with you, she told herself. She dismissed the idea from her mind and lifted her head away from her daughter. She turned her focus to whatever documentary Anais had put on the television and saw lions run in a field while a droll voice spoke. The words drifted in one ear and right out the other. Her mind was preoccupied with keeping more inappropriate images and thoughts involving her daughter far away. It wasn't uncommon in a world as strange as theirs for the occasional incestuous relations to happen and they weren't considered all that taboo - one could find it frequently in creatures that had heat cycles and needed to satisfy those urges and Nicole could count on both hands the times she and her cousins had experimented when their heat had first started - but Anais was still too young for anything of that nature, so Nicole pushed those ideas back and ignored them.


The footage changed to a shot of two lion cubs as they stalked some prey followed by a graphic shot of the aftermath. Nicole briefly considered putting her hand over Anais’s eyes to shield her from the image but knew the young rabbit had a clinical way of looking at nature that kept the graphic content from bothering her. It was just another wonderfully unique trait of her daughter that she took pride in. “Do you think our ancestors were ever like that?” Anais asked while they watched the messy scene unfold.


“I’m pretty sure I’ve seen your dad like when he’s gone half a day without food.” Nicole responded. It elicited a giggle from Anais which was music to the cat’s ears. The two settled in and learned more about their feral cousins, like how female lions did most of the hunting. Nicole immediately related to that bit of trivia. Twenty minutes of cozy silence passed and Nicole found herself way more interested than she had initially anticipated. The scene changed from two lionesses on a hunt to an intimate scene between the two as they groomed each. That cozy silence transformed into an awkward one. 


Anais found her eyes transfixed on the image in front of her in a way she'd never had before, unable to look away as she took in all the details. She unconsciously gripped Daisy a little harder, hypnotized by the two females on screen. An image formed in her mind of her mom’s tongue pressed against her neck. The young rabbit could feel a small heat build in her crotch, the same kind that would strike her at night when these sorts of thoughts would pop into her head. She decided to ignore it, certain that she had the willpower to push through. More images flashed of Nicole dragging her tongue down to her chest and giving her nipples some light kisses. Anais began to twist Daisy in her hands as the scene of the lions continued. 


The feel of her mom’s chest that had soothed and relaxed her minutes ago now made her anxious at just how close the two had been. She could feel her mom’s breath on the back of her head and briefly wondered what it would feel like to have that sensation on her crotch. She imagined Nicole between her legs and that hot breath hitting the rabbit’s pussy before the cat pressed her tongue against her. Anais snapped out of the fantasy and felt the small spark of heat turn into something much harder to ignore. She started rubbing her thighs together in a small attempt to ease the ever-growing lust and scooted forward on the couch to distance herself from her mom. 


Nicole hadn't expected a scene of two lionesses caressing each other to have gotten her as aroused as it did. It was definitely the unattended heat making her hornier than usual. The woman could feel a wetness between her legs and was relieved when Anais moved away. Nicole managed to grit her teeth and did a better job of keeping those sexual urges under control than the more inexperienced rabbit was though Anais’s constant movements were making it a little difficult to concentrate and she decided to try and hold the rabbit still. It would also help keep her focused if she kept her hands gripped on something like how Anais was currently squeezing her plush. “Stop fidgeting, sweetie.” Nicole said as she leaned forward and gripped her daughter by the hips. The action elicited a jump and a small, moanish gasp from the girl. For a moment Nicole thought she had gripped Anais too tight and surprised her. She was about to apologize when a scent hit her nose that painted a much clearer picture for the cat. She began to take note of other things like the way Anais was rubbing her thighs together or the way her hands twisted and released Daisy over and over. She tried to dismiss it as a trick of her heat, and yet she couldn't deny those movements or that scent that stood out so distinctly from her own. It was a sweet aroma that reminded Nicole of strawberries and made her wet with lustful ideas. How has this happened so soon? Anais was too young and innocent to have these sorts of thoughts!


But if she was so advanced and mature for her age why wouldn't she start having these feelings earlier than most? Nicole found herself frustrated at her lack of foresight. It was something she'd have expected from Richard but believed herself better than. The more she considered it the harder it became to dismiss, and the dumber she felt for trying. She accepted there wasn't a mistake and moved on to what she should do next. Should she turn off the documentary and discuss what Anais was feeling? Chances were great the girl already knew everything Nicole could tell her. The only thing that seemed likely to do was embarrass Anais and make the cat feel like an even bigger idiot. Ignore and ride out the situation until both their lust passed, never to be brought up? Sure, Nicole thought, let the list of things Anais had to learn and handle all on her own grow longer. 


Maybe it was the guilt that she had never given Anais the attention the girl deserved and missed out on so many major milestones in the life of her only daughter, or maybe it was the vow that she had made in the kitchen to make this day all about her. Heck, maybe it was just the lust that coated Nicole's mind as her unhandled heat raged. It was probably a combination of them all that led to the next thought in her mind. Nicole took a beat to let the idea sit with her, just to make sure it was the option she wanted to go with. When she accepted that it was, she took a deep breath and leaned forward to present her offer. “Sweetie, do you want mommy's help?” She asked as delicately as possible. Anais became a statue, certain the tone she had read in her mom's voice was a trick of her aroused mind. Had her squirming been that noticeable? Was it so obvious what her body was feeling? She turned her head to glance out the corner of her eye at her mom. 


“H-help with what?” she asked. The girl chose to proceed with extreme caution, certain that they were far from the same page.


“I know what you're feeling right now and it's perfectly natural for someone as mature as you.” The woman released her grip on Anais’s hips and rested a hand on her shoulder while the other started to pet her head. The rabbit forgot her nervousness for a moment and leaned into the petting. “I'd like to help if that's alright.”  


Anais was unable to believe the situation she currently found herself in. She knew there had to be some form of misunderstanding between the two. And yet something in her mom's beautiful eyes made her think that her mother truly knew what she had offered to help her with. Her mouth hung agape and the young rabbit struggled to form anything close to coherent. She eventually managed a nod of affirmation and hoped it was good enough. It must have been, as Nicole's expression changed from one of sympathy to that of an understanding and loving mother. “Okay, scoot closer to mommy.” The cat patted the spot right in front of her where Anais had previously sat. The girl moved back to her original position, where the warm and safe feeling of being nestled between her mother's legs instantly returned. “Good girl, now lay back.” 


Anais always knew she loved praise, but the sensation she felt when her mother complimented her elicited a shiver of pleasure she didn’t expect. She supposed she’d just discovered one of her first fetishes as a need for more compliments grew within her. The rabbit listened to her mother and laid her body back, Daisy clutched firmly to her chest. The rabbit could feel a dampness on the back of her dress and wondered what it could be before she realized it came from her mom's skirt. As silly as it seemed, it was that wetness against her back that told the girl this truly was what it seemed. Filled with relief and yet still nervous, Anais closed her eyes and allowed the situation to sink in. Numerous nights and masturbation sessions had been spent fantasizing about just this kind of situation, and it was actually going to happen.


It was going to happen…




Anais realized that no amount of fantasizing about this had actually prepared her for it and a panic overcame her. She tried a quick breathing exercise to try and calm herself down but was quickly interrupted when she felt something wrap around her waist and pull her back. She opened her eyes and looked down past the plushie to see her mom's arm. There was an excitement in just how forceful she’d been. She wondered just how many fetishes she’d discover she had before this day was over. The rabbit wasn’t the only one that learned something new from the action as Nicole felt a similar rush. The woman was no stranger to being dominant in the bedroom but she found a new thrill in just how easy her daughter was to move and manhandle compared to all her previous partners. With her left arm tightly wrapped around Anais’s slender waist, Nicole moved her right one down to the rabbit’s hip. She grabbed Anais as she had earlier but this time with evil intention. The rabbit’s body tensed up and the cat felt a perverse joy from it. “Mommy’s going to ask you some questions, okay?” 


 “O-okay…” Anais responded, her eyes fixed on the arm gripped on her hip.


“Do you know what masturbation is?” Nicole asked. Her plan was initially just to learn how much experience Anais had exploring her body, but the nervous way Anais responded to her touch had ignited the cat's dominant side and the plan quickly turned into something a little more sinister. This was now a game to her, one of seeing just how desperate she could make the poor little rabbit. The girl nodded but the cat knew there was more fun to be had if she made the girl answer. “Nodding isn’t good enough, Anais. Yes or no?” 


Silence fell before a faint response. “y-yes…” Anais whispered. It was almost too quiet for Nicole to hear, but she accepted it. She’d demand a louder response to her next question but wanted to ease her daughter into it.


“Good girl!” Nicole exclaimed. Despite the rabbit’s earlier attempt to hide it Nicole had noticed the reaction her daughter had given to being praised with those words. Anais always loved compliments like that so it wasn't much of a surprise to see it affect the girl sexually as well. She saw one of the rabbit’s legs twitch just a bit at the comment for an unneeded bit of confirmation. “Every time you answer mommy's questions you'll get a reward.” Nicole released her grip on Anais’s hip and slowly, teasingly moved her hand down until it hovered a few inches above the crotch of her daughter’s dress. The rabbit found herself almost drooling as she stared at that hand with wide eyes. “Next question, have you ever tried to masturbate?” 


A shameful blush spread across Anais’s face as she recalled the countless nights spent under her blanket with her hand up her shirt or down her panties. “yes…” she responded, just as quiet as the last time. She couldn’t see it but she felt Nicole shake her head with disapproval. Her mother’s hand moved away from her crotch and back to her hip and Anais, to her own surprise, whimpered like a dog when it begged for treats.


“If you want your reward you'll need to be louder from now on, Anais.” Her mother clarified. “Let's try again, have you ever masturbated?”


“Yes,” Anais answered, her voice now at a more audible level. As many times as the rabbit had gotten aroused, it had never felt this intense before. She was unsure if it was because of her inability to touch herself or the way in which she was being toyed with, but it had made her desperate.


“That’s better!” Nicole's hand returned, but this time she actually pressed her palm gently down against her daughter’s crotch. Anais let out a soft moan, elated to finally have even this small level of attention on her pussy. Even with the dress and underwear in the way Nicole could feel just how wet her daughter had become. She decided to up the challenge now that Anais had started answering at a louder level. There wasn’t going to be any more yes or no questions from that point on, she decided. She wanted details now and she knew she’d get them. “Great work, Anais! Mommy's going to ask some tougher questions now but she knows you'll do great! Next question, what parts of your body have you masturbated with?”


Anais hadn't expected to give an answer more complicated than yes or no. For a moment she felt deeply embarrassed at what the honest response would be, but her fear of not getting the next reward easily beat out that embarrassment. “M-my vagina, b-but a little with my chest and butt too.” 


Nicole was surprised to hear the girl had already started to experiment with her butt. She felt an odd sense of pride in it though, another sign of how mature the rabbit was. “Good girl, here’s your reward!” Nicole slowly lifted Anais’s dress and exposed her daughter’s white panties. There was a decently sized wet spot that darkened the center. The woman put her index and middle finger on the center of the spot and applied the lightest of pressure that made the girl let out a loud and unrestrained moan. She’d masturbated plenty over the last few months, but nothing she’d ever done compared to the pleasure her mom was giving with just two fingers pressed against her. “Next question, which of those is the most sensitive?”


“My butt!” Anais answered so quickly it surprised them both. There wasn't the slightest hint of shame in her voice when she responded this time either. It seemed her desire for the next reward had silenced the entire concept of embarrassment, as she would happily answer any question or follow any order presented before her to get it. Nicole found this side of her daughter downright adorable, a desperation she’d never seen before. It made the pleasure she herself was feeling incomparable to anything she'd felt before. It took a lot of willpower for the cat to keep her arm wrapped around Anais's waist and not start to play with herself but the way the girl struggled against her was just too cute to let her go.


“Mommy's got a sensitive butt too! I promise I'll show you a few tricks later but here’s your next reward.” The fingers that had only lightly been pressed down on her now started to move up and down over her underwear. Anais kicked a little at the sensation and began to pant while her hands squeezed and twisted Daisy. She considered begging for those fingers to slide into her panties and feel them directly on her crotch but knew that wasn't how this game was played. “You’re doing great, Anais! Just a few more questions, then you’ll get your big reward! Next question, have you ever tried putting anything inside yourself down here?” Nicole added pressure to her fingers as she asked and continued to trace the feeling of her daughter's lips through the once white cotton. The rabbit gasped for air and struggled against her mother's firm restraint as those fingers toyed with her. 


“Y-yeah, my toothbrush and fingers!” Nicole's fingers passed over her hole and the rabbit briefly lost all thought in her head. She wasn't sure how much longer she'd be able to deliver coherent answers and hoped she could make it to the end of this game. 


“You've gotten so loud, sweetie! It's very cute! Alright, next question!” Nicole pretended to forget Anais's reward, curious what her response would be if she was denied one. The cat was absolutely delighted when she heard a whimper and saw the girl try to buck her hips upward to get more contact with the fingers. It was too adorable for words. “Oh, mommy almost forgot your reward! Silly me!” With an agonizing slowness Nicole moved her hand up Anais's drenched panties. It reminded the rabbit of the way the lioness methodically moved when it was close to prey. The rabbit figured this wasn't much different than that in a way, just the intention behind it and the climax that would follow. Nicole slid one finger under the waistband of Anais's underwear, and then another, and another. She took her time and relished in how Anais was captivated by every small moment. The mother could feel her own pleasure build as her fingers inched towards her daughter's cunt. By the time she'd finally reached it the cat had let out a few gasps as well.


A wail escaped Anais when she felt those fingers finally -finally! - reach her girlhood. She twisted and squirmed in her mother's grasp as the cat moved them directly along her lips. The noises she made had almost become feral, especially in the moments when she could feel her mom directly brush past her hole. The girl continued to lift her hips and crotch whenever the fingers got close in the hope that she could get them inside of her but her mom managed to pull back enough for it to still just tease her. “You're so hot down here, sweetie. You must really want mommy's fingers inside you, huh? One last question and you win the game. Have you ever had an orgasm?” She asked in a hushed voice. Her daughter's moans had become a beautiful symphony and she wanted it to remain the loudest sound in the room.


“I-I got c-close a couple times.” She choked out while she recalled those moments. A few late nights under the covers with a few fingers in various places and a strong fantasy of Nicole in her head. She hadn't managed to get herself past that orgasmic threshold yet, try as she might, but there were times she felt close. Those didn't compare to what she was feeling in this moment though and she was certain that she was mere seconds away from her first orgasm. With the last question answered the rabbit braced herself for the end of this awful, wonderful torture.


It wasn't the end yet.


Nicole had a devilish grin on her face as her daughter confirmed she'd yet to feel what an orgasm was like. A new game formed in the cat's head that would need to be played before Anais earned that prize. “Congratulations, Anais! You answered every question mommy had!” Nicole put her middle and ring fingers directly on her daughter's entrance and pressed lightly. Her fingertips teased the opening but never fought the tight resistance to actually enter. The act had left Anais a whimpering mess and the sentence that followed didn't help. “Mommy's got one last game to play.”


Anais began to struggle and whine much more aggressively than she previously had. Her Daisy plush was clenched so tight to her chest that the girl could feel her heartbeat through it. “No, please! I can't take any more!” the girl begged, “I just want -”


“I know what you want, Anais.” Nicole interrupted with a more authoritative tone than the rabbit had expected. Anais jumped at the sudden change and didn't dare finish her sentence. “Mommy promises this game is very simple and there’s no teasing, okay?” It may have sounded like a question but Anais knew there was no real choice here. She had been at her mother's wim the moment this started and all she could do was listen and obey. Anais gave a small nod and eased her squirming the best she could. “Good girl! Mommy's going to put these two fingers inside you now and it's going to feel amazing, but the rule of this game is that you can't cum until mommy says you can.”


Anais shook her head and protested. “I can't!” 


Nicole shushed the girl and kissed her head. “I know you can do it, Anais! You’re mommy’s good girl, right?” The rabbit nodded but at that moment the thing the cat wanted most was to hear her admit what she had always been. She bent down and whispered right into Anais’s ear one final order. “Say it for me right now and I promise to always take good care of you.” 


Anais could tell there was a heavy weight behind those words, like an unspoken vow. If she said them it meant she’d promise to forever do whatever Nicole ordered, even give over total control of her body. It meant more days spent on games like this, with praise and begging and tears for the end of the torment that set her body alight with lust. She’d no longer just be the cat's daughter, but her pet and toy too. And she had never wanted anything more. “I'm mommy's good girl.” 


The vow had been taken and both Watterson women knew their relationship had become something much different. “That’s my good girl, from now on mommy will make sure you always get just what you need. Now, when you feel it getting close take some deep breaths and tense your body and you’ll do just fine. I promise it'll all be worth it.” With that advice and final promise Nicole slid her fingers into her new pet's virgin hole. Nicole gasped a bit as she felt her pet’s tight walls squeeze around her fingers. It reminded her of those first few years of masturbation, long before child birth. She decided she’d test out a sensitive spot of hers on the girl to see if they also had that in common, but only after another minute or two. It would make an excellent finish to the game, she thought. The cat went slow, now out of concern for her daughter's comfort rather than to torment her. She’d push a little deeper into Anais and then stop and wait for the virgin pussy to adjust before she continued, all while the rabbit squirmed in her arm. Eventually Nicole had both her fingers as deep into the rabbit as they could get. Anais gasped and her legs went rigid as she felt those fingers deeper than her own had ever managed. She tried to follow her mom’s advice but couldn't manage the deep breaths with her constant gasps, so she settled for shallow and quick breaths instead.


Nicole began to finger the girl, once again slow at first so she wouldn’t overwhelm her. She started to speed up when she felt Anais’s walls relax and used the pace of her breathing as a guide. When the breathing got faster the cat would slow down and when she had gotten them under control the cat would speed up. It kept the girl in a pleasure filled limbo, so flustered that tears had formed in the corners of her eyes. “You're doing great, Anais!”


“I can't hold it anymore! Please let me cum! Please please please!!!” she cried as she kept her body tense. Her fingers clenched and unclenched Daisy over and over again as an ineffective way to distract herself.


“Mommy’s thinking about it.” Nicole said in an incredibly casual tone. Anais felt herself right on the edge and was scared she wouldn't make it. She desperately wanted that orgasm, but she wanted Nicole's praise and approval more. She mentally recited that she was mommy’s good girl over and over to stay focused, turning it into a mantra. This continued for another minute before Nicole decided to take pity on the poor thing. It was finally time to give Anais the reward she'd worked so hard for. “Alright, mommy’s decided that since you've been such a good girl she's going to show you a trick that drives her crazy. When you feel me hit it you’re allowed to cum, but only when you feel it.” Anais, with tears down her face, gave a frantic nod. She was unable to vocalize anything between gasps for breath and moans of edged pleasure. The girl felt her mom’s fingers curve inward and press against her wall. It felt as if she was pushing firmly against the rabbit’s clitoris from the inside and Anais felt a surge of pleasure she'd never imagined was possible. What followed next was a blur of overwhelming sensations for Anais that lasted for an eternity, but for Nicole it was one of the cutest things she'd ever seen and over in an instant. The girl's legs kicked and spasmed frantically at a high speed while her toes curled tightly in her socks. She opened her mouth to scream but didn't have the air left in her lung, so what came out was more like a silent gasp. Her pet's pussy tightened around her fingers, followed by a strong spray of juices that told the cat just how powerful this first orgasm was. 


Anais felt like her brain had short-circuited, overwhelmed with too many sensations to have even a resemblance of a thought. She could feel a few tears stream down the side of her face and could tell she was babbling but couldn't figure out how to stop. The rabbit had little control over her body once the orgasm passed, numb from the tip of her ears down. That led to the release of her iron grip on Daisy, the toy now a mess of twisted and squashed limbs. Her arms fell to her sides while her legs made the occasional spasm. All she could do in that moment was lay helpless on her mom in a daze and try to remember how breathing worked. 


“You did amazing, Anais! Mommy’s so proud of you for lasting so long. Let's get you upstairs and cleaned up, you look like you could use a nap. If you wake up before the boys get home I’ll show you how to take care of mommy, maybe show you how to use a toy or two. Does that sound nice?” Anais tried to say that it sounded amazing and nothing would make her happier, but whatever sound left her mouth was indecipherable nonsense. “I thought you’d like that.” Nicole picked Daisy up off Anais's chest and found it twisted and squeezed beyond recognition. She straightened it back out then scooped up the rabbit and held her close to her chest. She could feel Anais's exhausted breath rise and fall steadily. Carefully she rose from the couch with her daughter on one arm and the precious plush in her other hand. Two massive wet spots had decorated the couch cushion that she decided she’d leave for Richard to clean when he got home. Her focus was entirely on cleaning up the amazing daughter she held securely in her arm. ”Who’s mommy’s good girl?” 


“I’m mommy’s good girl.” Anais replied without a moment’s thought, as if it had become instinctual. Numb and exhausted, the young girl could no longer keep her eyes open. She laid her heavy head down on her mom's shoulder and drifted off to sleep in seconds.