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So read it!\n\nAfter a short, arousal-fuelled conversation and viewing this picture: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/5775191/ I decided to start writing a short story based on it.\n\nThis is what I came up with. Enjoy it, or die!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "[!WARNING!] This story contains implied castration! So read it!

After a short, arousal-fuelled conversation and viewing this picture: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/5775191/ I decided to start writing a short story based on it.

This is what I came up with. Enjoy it, or die!", "writing": "Splitting Hares\n\n‘All I need is a volunteer!’ the muscled tiger exclaimed from the stage, holding up his magic (and oddly perverted) wand. He’d been running this show for a few weeks, and already it was heavily popular with anyone who went to see it. There was something incredibly sexy about watching the tiger strutting about the stage, his tail swishing mesmerically as he explained the show to newcomers and possible vict- uh, ‘volunteers’, and what they’d be in for. Sex sells, and he knew it. His outfit matched that ideal, the only thing that wasn’t form-fitting, or reduced to bulge-enhancing strips, was the top hat and the magician’s tailed jacket.\n\nAfter a long silence, a single paw rose from near the edge of the audience. Attached to the paw sat a tawny brown, muscular arm, a creamy white torso, and two long, perky ears. Easy to identify from these things was a rather buff-looking hare. ‘Sure, I’ll do your trick.’ He was clearly unimpressed by the show so far. The hare pulled his arm back down and the tiger beckoned him up, not losing his grin for the whole time. ‘How about a round of applause for our brave volunteer?’ The audience ripped into applause like they were all about to lose their hands as the hare ascended the black wooden stairs to meet the scantily clad tiger. The applause died down, a few stray wolf whistles, and resulting chuckles, coming from a couple of areas in the audience. The hare shook the strong hand of the tiger and was firmly forced to face the audience. ‘Now, just to confirm, we don’t know each other, correct?’\n\n‘Right.’ The hare nodded. \n\n‘And we have never seen each other before tonight?’\n\n‘Not unless you’re stalking me.’ The reply elicited a few laughs from the audience, making the hare smile. ‘Damn, I thought I was being discreet.’ The magician said, creating a few more laughs from the viewing crowd. ‘What’s your name then?’ The tiger paused. ‘As if I don’t know already.’ He whispered, in his best stalker voice. The rabbit smirked and replied, ‘I’m Alec.’\n\n‘Alak? As in Alakazam?’ The whole crowd laughed at the tiger’s suggestion.\n\n‘Sure, I’m a magic bunny from a top hat.’ Alec’s remark kept the crowd going, making him feel a little more pumped about the experience. ‘Someone better thank the magician who pulled you out of his hat, big boy.’ The tiger patted the hare on the shoulder, eyeing his considerable bulge; he then turned back to the audience.\n\nThe tiger composed himself to explain the next step, as much as someone wearing strips of fabric and a shiny leather jock strap can compose themselves. ‘With that settled, you’ll need to know what the trick is. I’ll be splitting you in half! Not lengthways of course, that would be horrifying. It’s the usual waist line split for you, my friend.’ The magician paused for a moment to build suspension and revealed something unexpected, at least to the new people. ‘Although, you’ll have to be naked.’\n\nHowever, Alec was no stranger to being naked, or at least stripped to levels of strenuous teasing from his job. ‘That’s fine, I’m actually a stripper.’ He said, a delighted ‘woo!’ coming from one guy in the audience, creating an awkward silence immediately afterwards. ‘Unfortunately’ the tiger started, ‘You’ll have to strip behind the screen.’ The feline gestured towards the back of the stage, where a red screen sat. ‘You want me to do that right now?’ the hare asked, pointing his thumb over to the big red square. The tiger nodded to confirm and twirled his wand in his paw. ‘The box will be brought out while you undress and I’ll tell you when to reveal yourself.’\n\nThe hare made his way behind the screen and stood there awkwardly for a moment, thinking how it wasn’t too bad, and he had made some people laugh. His initial boredom perhaps came from the recent split from his cute-ass boyfriend. He had moped around for a little bit and decided he should get out and meet some people, or at least just get outside. He only ended up here after finding one of the fair’s posters lying on the ground. Wait; was it a fair, or a carnival? Something was odd about the name if he remembered- ‘You can undress now!’ he heard from the other side of the screen, which lit up, perhaps to give him some light to see. The great thing about mirrors and light is that you can do all kinds of cool tricks. The screen was no exception. With the light casting a shadow of the hare undressing, a couple of mirrors cast it in plain sight for everyone to see. A few snickers and boners arose in the mostly male audience as the hare was seen to take everything off in a way that must be habit by now, almost as if he was doing it for a drooling crowd of guys and girls flashing their money at him. Aaand adjust the nuts. There. The toned hare thought to himself. He stood there behind the screen as he heard a thing on wheels get carted into centre stage. He gave his sheath a good squeeze to make himself look bigger, which everyone saw of course. ‘Alright, you can come back out now, stud!’ The tiger proclaimed in his usual eager tone. The hare saw the big box as he came back out, whistles and woops coming from all corners of the large audience. He was back in his element, and flexed himself for the cooing crowd. The tiger picked up the big, wobbly saw from the top of the box, not looking like anything that you could cut butter with, let alone a person. He held it across himself, twisting the blade this way and that. ‘Oh, this won’t do at all!’ He exclaimed. He tapped the blade with his wand and it shuddered with a CLANG. He tapped the blade again a few times with the tip of his wand, the proceeding metal ‘tink’ confirming it to now be better suited for splitting people open. ‘That’s better!’ A few gasps from the audience made Alec stare at the blade, unsure if this was actually safe, especially with the tiger sporting such a wide grin at him.\n\nThe perversely-dressed magician approached the hare and guided him to the box, opening it up from the top. ‘If you could just slip in there for me, big guy.’ The tiger magician held his hand over the box, keeping attention focused on the trick. ‘This box doesn’t look big enough for me.’ The hare looked at it, but entered anyway, tentatively. The tiger closed the box around him, locking it in place. The hare’s rump poked from the back end of the box, his tail flicking anxiously. His legs lead down to his large feet planted firmly on the floor - as they should. He shuffled from inside the box, poking his arms out of the side holes, and his head protruded from the hole at the front end. ‘See? It’s perfect!’ The magician’s face beamed with a showman’s grin, Alec’s head disturbingly close to the tiger’s leather-shrouded bulge, which seemed to stir. ‘If you say so, I guess it isn’t exactly uncomfortable.’ The restrained hare wiggled his fingers and then held onto the sides of the box. The tiger flipped a dark cloth over the back end of the box, perhaps there was some part of the trick the audience was not allowed to see.\n\n‘And so!’ The tiger held up his arms, huge saw in one hand, and wand in the other. ‘I shall now cleave our volunteer in twain!’ The tent seemed to grow darker, a cloud of mist seeping in from the smoke machines out the back. A little overkill, but what’s a show without smoke machines? The tiger tapped the wand on the box and spoke again. ‘Abracadabra! Ballus lossum!’\n\nWhat kind of magic words are those? Alec thought to himself as the magician performed over him. The cloth on the back end of the box shifted as something poofed around the hare’s rear. ‘What was that?’\n\n‘Now for the fun part!’ The tiger quickly pocketed something bulbous in the inner pocket of his coat and grabbed the saw handle with both hands for dramatic effect. He lowered it to the crevice in the middle of the box and started to saw rigidly back and forth. Obviously fake blood started to spurt from the audience-facing side of the box as the magician sawed his way ‘into’ the hare. Alec squirmed uncomfortably since something didn’t feel right between his legs. He didn’t protest however, perhaps the feeling would pass once he was back in the crowd.\n\nThe saw slipped out of the bottom of the box, indicating to everyone that he had split the hare in half. But the only real proof would be when he parted the box ends from each other. The magic tiger threw the bloody saw to one side and planted both paws on top of the box. He waited for a few moments before briskly separating them, nothing but dark black seen from the inside of the boxes, but Alec was still moving. The crowd applauded loudly at the tiger’s trick, the claps dying down as he started to move the boxes around, the rear end of the hare facing his head. ‘If you could reach out and confirm that this is indeed your backside, Alec.’ The crowd laughed and the tiger looked down at the hare, his leather jock now straining to keep things held in place. Alec reluctantly held his hands out and placed them on his curved, muscular cheeks. He retracted his paws as he felt them on his own ass. The crowd laughed at the surprise on Alec’s face. ‘Yep, it’s uh, definitely mine.’ He said, obviously weirded out. \n\n‘And for those of us not lucky enough to feel your hands on our asses, could you move your legs?’ Alec shifted his legs, the dark fabric flipping up and down as he kicked his legs back. The crowd ‘oohed’ at the proof he was still in control of his legs. ‘Amazing work, Alec!’ The tiger spun the rear box around for flair as he returned it to its rightful place behind the hare, lifting the veil over the back of the box to reveal to the audience what happened earlier, the absence of the two objects Alec so recently adjusted with his hand quite clear to them. The tiger pressed a finger to his lips, to silence any premature reveal. The box clicked back into place. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, another round of applause for Alec!’ The crowd erupted into applause once again as Alec asked if he could be let out, he wanted to check the strange sensation between his thighs. The magician pushed the box aside and it wheeled off stage and out of sight. Alec stopped in a dark dusty room. He could only tell it was dusty because he sneezed from it as he wheeled in. Suddenly, something landed on his head, knocking the poor hare out cold.\n\nAlec woke up with a jerk, sitting straight up in bed. Whoa. What a weird dream. Was it a nightmare maybe? He thought as he rubbed his eyes and placed his paws back down, right on his morning wood. ‘Ngh!’ the rabbit looked at the tented sheets and wondered if the dream had made him horny. Might as well take advantage of the opportunity... Alec thought as he sunk back down into the comfy sheets, placing a paw around his aching bunny dick. He started rubbing up and down slowly, getting faster as his arousal rose, thinking about the dream and wondering why it had got him so riled. He reached for his balls. He reached for them, but where were they? He patted around on his groin, grasping at seemingly nothing. ‘What the fuck?’ The confused hare flipped the covers off his prostrate body and sat up again, looking down at his furry crotch. Thick bunny fur? Check. Pulsing hare cock? Check. And balls? ...gone! Alec stared at his crotch for a while, completely dumbfounded. Wait, in the dream, that magic trick. Was it a dream? His balls weren’t there, that meant it had to be real. He wasn’t sure; he sure was hard though; confused, but hard. And it would be so easy to just lie back and continue jerking off over it...\n\nMaybe he did.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Splitting Hares

‘All I need is a volunteer!’ the muscled tiger exclaimed from the stage, holding up his magic (and oddly perverted) wand. He’d been running this show for a few weeks, and already it was heavily popular with anyone who went to see it. There was something incredibly sexy about watching the tiger strutting about the stage, his tail swishing mesmerically as he explained the show to newcomers and possible vict- uh, ‘volunteers’, and what they’d be in for. Sex sells, and he knew it. His outfit matched that ideal, the only thing that wasn’t form-fitting, or reduced to bulge-enhancing strips, was the top hat and the magician’s tailed jacket.

After a long silence, a single paw rose from near the edge of the audience. Attached to the paw sat a tawny brown, muscular arm, a creamy white torso, and two long, perky ears. Easy to identify from these things was a rather buff-looking hare. ‘Sure, I’ll do your trick.’ He was clearly unimpressed by the show so far. The hare pulled his arm back down and the tiger beckoned him up, not losing his grin for the whole time. ‘How about a round of applause for our brave volunteer?’ The audience ripped into applause like they were all about to lose their hands as the hare ascended the black wooden stairs to meet the scantily clad tiger. The applause died down, a few stray wolf whistles, and resulting chuckles, coming from a couple of areas in the audience. The hare shook the strong hand of the tiger and was firmly forced to face the audience. ‘Now, just to confirm, we don’t know each other, correct?’

‘Right.’ The hare nodded.

‘And we have never seen each other before tonight?’

‘Not unless you’re stalking me.’ The reply elicited a few laughs from the audience, making the hare smile. ‘Damn, I thought I was being discreet.’ The magician said, creating a few more laughs from the viewing crowd. ‘What’s your name then?’ The tiger paused. ‘As if I don’t know already.’ He whispered, in his best stalker voice. The rabbit smirked and replied, ‘I’m Alec.’

‘Alak? As in Alakazam?’ The whole crowd laughed at the tiger’s suggestion.

‘Sure, I’m a magic bunny from a top hat.’ Alec’s remark kept the crowd going, making him feel a little more pumped about the experience. ‘Someone better thank the magician who pulled you out of his hat, big boy.’ The tiger patted the hare on the shoulder, eyeing his considerable bulge; he then turned back to the audience.

The tiger composed himself to explain the next step, as much as someone wearing strips of fabric and a shiny leather jock strap can compose themselves. ‘With that settled, you’ll need to know what the trick is. I’ll be splitting you in half! Not lengthways of course, that would be horrifying. It’s the usual waist line split for you, my friend.’ The magician paused for a moment to build suspension and revealed something unexpected, at least to the new people. ‘Although, you’ll have to be naked.’

However, Alec was no stranger to being naked, or at least stripped to levels of strenuous teasing from his job. ‘That’s fine, I’m actually a stripper.’ He said, a delighted ‘woo!’ coming from one guy in the audience, creating an awkward silence immediately afterwards. ‘Unfortunately’ the tiger started, ‘You’ll have to strip behind the screen.’ The feline gestured towards the back of the stage, where a red screen sat. ‘You want me to do that right now?’ the hare asked, pointing his thumb over to the big red square. The tiger nodded to confirm and twirled his wand in his paw. ‘The box will be brought out while you undress and I’ll tell you when to reveal yourself.’

The hare made his way behind the screen and stood there awkwardly for a moment, thinking how it wasn’t too bad, and he had made some people laugh. His initial boredom perhaps came from the recent split from his cute-ass boyfriend. He had moped around for a little bit and decided he should get out and meet some people, or at least just get outside. He only ended up here after finding one of the fair’s posters lying on the ground. Wait; was it a fair, or a carnival? Something was odd about the name if he remembered- ‘You can undress now!’ he heard from the other side of the screen, which lit up, perhaps to give him some light to see. The great thing about mirrors and light is that you can do all kinds of cool tricks. The screen was no exception. With the light casting a shadow of the hare undressing, a couple of mirrors cast it in plain sight for everyone to see. A few snickers and boners arose in the mostly male audience as the hare was seen to take everything off in a way that must be habit by now, almost as if he was doing it for a drooling crowd of guys and girls flashing their money at him. Aaand adjust the nuts. There. The toned hare thought to himself. He stood there behind the screen as he heard a thing on wheels get carted into centre stage. He gave his sheath a good squeeze to make himself look bigger, which everyone saw of course. ‘Alright, you can come back out now, stud!’ The tiger proclaimed in his usual eager tone. The hare saw the big box as he came back out, whistles and woops coming from all corners of the large audience. He was back in his element, and flexed himself for the cooing crowd. The tiger picked up the big, wobbly saw from the top of the box, not looking like anything that you could cut butter with, let alone a person. He held it across himself, twisting the blade this way and that. ‘Oh, this won’t do at all!’ He exclaimed. He tapped the blade with his wand and it shuddered with a CLANG. He tapped the blade again a few times with the tip of his wand, the proceeding metal ‘tink’ confirming it to now be better suited for splitting people open. ‘That’s better!’ A few gasps from the audience made Alec stare at the blade, unsure if this was actually safe, especially with the tiger sporting such a wide grin at him.

The perversely-dressed magician approached the hare and guided him to the box, opening it up from the top. ‘If you could just slip in there for me, big guy.’ The tiger magician held his hand over the box, keeping attention focused on the trick. ‘This box doesn’t look big enough for me.’ The hare looked at it, but entered anyway, tentatively. The tiger closed the box around him, locking it in place. The hare’s rump poked from the back end of the box, his tail flicking anxiously. His legs lead down to his large feet planted firmly on the floor - as they should. He shuffled from inside the box, poking his arms out of the side holes, and his head protruded from the hole at the front end. ‘See? It’s perfect!’ The magician’s face beamed with a showman’s grin, Alec’s head disturbingly close to the tiger’s leather-shrouded bulge, which seemed to stir. ‘If you say so, I guess it isn’t exactly uncomfortable.’ The restrained hare wiggled his fingers and then held onto the sides of the box. The tiger flipped a dark cloth over the back end of the box, perhaps there was some part of the trick the audience was not allowed to see.

‘And so!’ The tiger held up his arms, huge saw in one hand, and wand in the other. ‘I shall now cleave our volunteer in twain!’ The tent seemed to grow darker, a cloud of mist seeping in from the smoke machines out the back. A little overkill, but what’s a show without smoke machines? The tiger tapped the wand on the box and spoke again. ‘Abracadabra! Ballus lossum!’

What kind of magic words are those? Alec thought to himself as the magician performed over him. The cloth on the back end of the box shifted as something poofed around the hare’s rear. ‘What was that?’

‘Now for the fun part!’ The tiger quickly pocketed something bulbous in the inner pocket of his coat and grabbed the saw handle with both hands for dramatic effect. He lowered it to the crevice in the middle of the box and started to saw rigidly back and forth. Obviously fake blood started to spurt from the audience-facing side of the box as the magician sawed his way ‘into’ the hare. Alec squirmed uncomfortably since something didn’t feel right between his legs. He didn’t protest however, perhaps the feeling would pass once he was back in the crowd.

The saw slipped out of the bottom of the box, indicating to everyone that he had split the hare in half. But the only real proof would be when he parted the box ends from each other. The magic tiger threw the bloody saw to one side and planted both paws on top of the box. He waited for a few moments before briskly separating them, nothing but dark black seen from the inside of the boxes, but Alec was still moving. The crowd applauded loudly at the tiger’s trick, the claps dying down as he started to move the boxes around, the rear end of the hare facing his head. ‘If you could reach out and confirm that this is indeed your backside, Alec.’ The crowd laughed and the tiger looked down at the hare, his leather jock now straining to keep things held in place. Alec reluctantly held his hands out and placed them on his curved, muscular cheeks. He retracted his paws as he felt them on his own ass. The crowd laughed at the surprise on Alec’s face. ‘Yep, it’s uh, definitely mine.’ He said, obviously weirded out.

‘And for those of us not lucky enough to feel your hands on our asses, could you move your legs?’ Alec shifted his legs, the dark fabric flipping up and down as he kicked his legs back. The crowd ‘oohed’ at the proof he was still in control of his legs. ‘Amazing work, Alec!’ The tiger spun the rear box around for flair as he returned it to its rightful place behind the hare, lifting the veil over the back of the box to reveal to the audience what happened earlier, the absence of the two objects Alec so recently adjusted with his hand quite clear to them. The tiger pressed a finger to his lips, to silence any premature reveal. The box clicked back into place. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, another round of applause for Alec!’ The crowd erupted into applause once again as Alec asked if he could be let out, he wanted to check the strange sensation between his thighs. The magician pushed the box aside and it wheeled off stage and out of sight. Alec stopped in a dark dusty room. He could only tell it was dusty because he sneezed from it as he wheeled in. Suddenly, something landed on his head, knocking the poor hare out cold.

Alec woke up with a jerk, sitting straight up in bed. Whoa. What a weird dream. Was it a nightmare maybe? He thought as he rubbed his eyes and placed his paws back down, right on his morning wood. ‘Ngh!’ the rabbit looked at the tented sheets and wondered if the dream had made him horny. Might as well take advantage of the opportunity... Alec thought as he sunk back down into the comfy sheets, placing a paw around his aching bunny dick. He started rubbing up and down slowly, getting faster as his arousal rose, thinking about the dream and wondering why it had got him so riled. He reached for his balls. He reached for them, but where were they? He patted around on his groin, grasping at seemingly nothing. ‘What the fuck?’ The confused hare flipped the covers off his prostrate body and sat up again, looking down at his furry crotch. Thick bunny fur? Check. Pulsing hare cock? Check. And balls? ...gone! Alec stared at his crotch for a while, completely dumbfounded. Wait, in the dream, that magic trick. Was it a dream? His balls weren’t there, that meant it had to be real. He wasn’t sure; he sure was hard though; confused, but hard. And it would be so easy to just lie back and continue jerking off over it...

Maybe he did.

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