Riley sat huddled in a wool blanket, shaking in spite of the thick scratchiness enveloping her. Only her head was exposed. Her long, white bunny ears and gold hair drooped down the back of her head. Her pink button nose twitched incessantly. Her weariness was well displayed in her saucer-wide eyes, the pink irides of which sparkled in the candle-lit room.

She sat on a small table in a room eerily resembling a dungeon. The floor was smooth cobblestone, the walls stone brick. The half-moon windows sitting near the ceiling were curtained off, leaving only the wavering light of candles atop tall stands.

The room was cold, but that’s not why she shook. She trembled because of the tall, nude man standing in the room with her, watching. Ethan, a groundhog, had his arms folded in front of his chiseled chest. A patient smile rode his lips. His masculine physique was on full display, from his feet up to his spiked hair. His body thrummed with rippled muscle. When he moved, every flex and contraction was visible. He had a bulky face made youthful by his sweet eyes and buck teeth, just peeking from beneath his lip. He stood with a calm, gentlemanly air that seemed to say ‘relax, I’m a friend’.

Not so soothing was his cock, which sprouted from him with gall. That’s what made Riley tremble. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it, nor the burly scrotum perched beneath it. It made her clutch the blanket tightly and squeeze her knees together. As uncertain as she may have been, her body knew, and told her, what it wanted. A tingling maddened in her loins and wrenched its way into her belly. She footsied her feet together, trying to distract herself from the intensifying sensation. It didn’t help very well. She began to pant quietly.

“Are you ready?” Ethan asked. His voice, though calm and melodic, was deafening coming out of the silence in that confined room. The atmosphere seemed to pulse when he spoke. The teardrop candle flames would bow tat his command.

Riley gulped. Her throat was dry. “I-I don’t know.” Her voice was a timid squeak, shaky and barely above a whisper. “I want to. I just… I don’t know.”

‘You’re still nervous?”

She nodded, eyes still locked on that thing between his legs. “Yeah. A little.”

“It’s OK. Take all the time you need, Riley.”

She huffed. It made her flare up inside whenever he said her name. She took a deep breath. “I’m ready,” she declared. Newfound confidence steeled her eyes. “I want it.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, tilting an eyebrow.

“Yes.”

His smile broadened. “Good. Take the blanket off.”

Her confidence wavered. She knew she had to, but now the grip on the blanket seemed too firm to relent. It kept her warm and, more importantly, covered. It hid her shame. That didn’t matter to Ethan. He wanted to see her nature. She could tell by the eager way he looked at her. Come on now. You said you were ready, so do it. Drop the blanket for me. She was too kind to make him wait any longer. She released her clutch. The blanket whispered down her shoulders. Have fun, it seemed to say. It landed on the floor in a semicircle with a faint whuff.

Riley’s trembling intensified. She tightened into a ball. She laced her fingers in front of her ankles and buried her chin between her knees. She was a teeny thing. She hardly had any meat clinging to her slender bones. Her fur was chalk-white. A quaint bunny-tail sat nestled above her buttocks. It was far more than she was openly willing to show off at that moment.

“Move your legs, Riley,” Ethan commanded softly.

Another flare went off inside of her. She let go of her ankles. She parted her legs slowly. Her breasts were kissed by the nippy chill of the air. Her nipples perked into a pair of rosy cones. She dangled her legs off the side of the table.

Ethan liked what he saw. She wasn’t lying when she said she was ready. Her cunt was open to a noticeable degree. It purred with a heat he could almost feel from where he stood. Burning even hotter was Riley’s face. She could feel his eyes drilling into her crotch.

“You’re beautiful.” Ethan told her.

“Stop it,’ she pouted.

“No. I won’t. It’s true.”

She dipped her head down modestly. “Thank you.” She resumed rubbing her feet together, now out of flattery.

“There’s something I need you to do for me,” he said.

She looked up, ready to do almost anything. “What is it?”

He turned and walked to a table at the farside of the room. On it were a set of cases. He opened a tall black one. Riley watched curiously, somewhat distracted by his butt. He lifted something out carefully and turned to show her. Held gingerly in his paws, like a holy sceptre, was a thick rubber wand. It was a deep purple and just over a foot long. It was dotted with small studs and shaped like a phallus. On the other end was a stainless steel bulb, shaped like an egg. It looked heavy.

“What do you want to do with that?” Riley asked.

“I want you to please yourself with it,” he said. “I want you to get yourself wet for me.”

She gulped. He walked up to the table and gave it to her. It was big enough to distract her from his penis. She held it cautiously. He stepped back and crossed his arms to watch. Riley inspected the wand, a fearful look on her face. It was a beast. It did not bend at all. She squeezed it, finding the rubber firm and ungiving. She was right, it was heavy. She looked up at Ethan. He had a patient yet expectant smile. He had told her what to do, she was going to do it, and he was going to watch. 

She brought the end of the phallic end to her nethers. Hard rubber met hot, moist flesh. “Nnn…” She dragged it up and down her slit which squelched audibly. She bit her lip and curled her toes. She pressed the wand harder. Her vulva enveloped the head.

“Oh!  Uhh… Mmm.” She started to pant. The pleasure was beating up into her body and down her thighs steadily. A knot in her stomach tightened. She pushed deeper, and deeper, and then suddenly took it out.

Her breathing was in a frenzy. It was too much. Her face was ablaze. She had been moaning too loud. She had to stop, if just to breathe for a few seconds. She looked up and saw Ethan. The patient smile had vanished. An annoyed scowl had replaced it. He would not be teased, let alone denied. Riley didn’t need to be told twice. She resumed, reuniting the wand with her pussy. It graciously widened to accept it. Her moaning returned.

“Oh… Oh… Ohhhh~,” she chanted as she plunged it deeper and deeper, until finally it was jammed inside of her up to her limit. She squeezed it as tightly as she could. Her trembling bordered on violence now. She pulled it back and pushed it in, pulled it back and pushed it in. She repeated and repeated, until finally she learned to relish the joy that washed over her loins and into her body. “Oh! Uh! God… Huh… Uhh… Uh!”

She forgot how to hold back. She couldn’t. It happened by reflex. She looked down at the rubber pillar she was filling herself with. She caught Ethan watching. He was entranced. A fascinated look widened his eyes. He was leaning back against the table. He was slowly stroking his cock. Riley’s mouth, spread open into an O as she released her song of pleasure, formed a content smile. Yes, watch me you big boy. She could sense his eyes walk all over her. It amplified the feeling ten fold, knowing that he too was enjoying it.

“Use the other side,” he said suddenly.

“Huhh…?” Riley huffed, being yoinked from another world.

“The metal end, use that part.” He was still masturbating at a steady pace.

Riley relieved herself of the wand. It came out of her with a rude, wet thhup! It was shined with a coating of her juices. Riley looked at her reflection in the metallic bulb end, and with it the gaping pink cavern of her cunt. She brought the bulb down to it. It was pleasantly warm and smooth. It sank inside of her.

“Huh! Huh! Oh! Nnn!” The bite of pleasure was something fierce. The metal bulb electrified her clit and everything else it touched. A buzzing quiver skittered up her tummy. Her first instinct was to thrust it in and out, as she had with the rubber end. That wouldn’t work, so instead she gyrated it to and fro. That was the trick. Her voice bounced off the walls in those small chambers. She was loud. She jerked the wand around every way she could like a stick shift. She nudged it to her clit again and again. She felt her climax approaching. Her escalating moans announced it.

“Stop.”

Riley halted abruptly. Her approaching orgasm scurried away in panic. She looked at Ethan in shock. Her frantic breathing slowed. He wasn’t masturbating anymore. His arms were crossed again. He approached. Riley didn’t know what to do. She just stared at him stupidly.

He reached for the wand, gently placed his paw over hers, and took hers off. He grabbed hold of the wand. “If you’re going to cum,” he said flatly. “You’re going to cum with mine.” He yanked the wand free. Riley’s cunt spat the metallic bulb out, drops of womanly fluids coming with it.

“Oh~!” gasped Riley.

Ethan returned to the table and put down the soaked wand. He opened another case. He pulled out a series of black leather straps and collars. Riley’s jaws clenched. She knew what time it was.

“Lift your legs up and spread them,” he commanded. She obeyed. First came a collar around her neck. On it were four metal hoops. Four bracelets went around her wrists and ankles. Ethan linked straps from her wrists and ankles to her collar, and two more from her wrists to her ankles. He tightened them as much as they could go, forcing her knees to her torso and keeping her legs spread. She tried resisting them. It was hopeless. She gulped. The collar felt strangled around her throat.

Ethan stepped back and admired his handy work. Riley’s sopping cunt was on full display. Just below it was her little pink star, and beneath that her poofy bunny tail. He went back to the table. Riley rested the back of her head on the hardwood table. She could hear him rummaging through the cases. She felt so helpless, so vulnerable, so exposed. The anticipation irked her something fierce.

Ethan found whatever he was looking for. He walked over to her and hung the new toy over her face. There in his paw, casting a nebulous shadow over her face, was a sky blue butt plug. It wasn't close to being the biggest one Ethan possessed, but in Riley’s eyes it was the biggest thing in the world.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded. She did so tentatively. “Wider.” She obeyed. He slid it inside her mouth, and she closed her lips around it. Hard plastic rubbed against her tongue and cheeks. “Get it wet. Trust me, you’ll want it to be.”

She didn’t doubt that. She glossed her tongue around the plug and suckled on it like a debaucherous pacifier. Ethan pulled it back out a few moments later, leaving a string of saliva running from it and her lips. The strand broke and fell on her chin where she licked it up as best she could. He walked around below her legs. Her sphincter tightened. He poked it with the plug. Her whole body seized. He pushed it forward, and her tailhole slowly yawned around it.

Her teeth grinded. “Ethan!” she grunted.

“Shhhh,” he hushed. “It’s almost in. Be a good girl and relax.”

She tried her best to control her breathing and maintain the squirming. Finally the plug’s girth fell inside, and her anus swallowed it up to the base. She whimpered pathetically. Even with the slick of her saliva, the plug still stung as it stretched her walls. Ethan waited for her to adjust as well as she could. The pain waned to a point, but never totally vanished. As long as the plug was there, the pain would linger there with malicious presence.

“You’re such a good girl~” Ethan cooed. “Taking that whole thing.”

“Ethan…” she whined. “It hurts…”

“I know it does, baby. I know it does.” He laid his paw on her tummy and rubbed it. “But be a good bunny for me and take it just a little longer, OK?”

“OK…” she whispered.

“Good. You’re a good bunny, you know that?”

“Yes sir…”

“Say it. ‘I’m a good bunny.’”

She gulped. Tears welled in the corners of her eyes. “I’m a good bunny~” she huffed. “I’ll do anything for my master Ethan. I’ll be a good girl~.”

“I know you will.” He placed his paws on her knees. She glanced down at his cock which loomed above her pussy. She looked up at him, forgetting for a moment about the pain, about the straps, about everything.

“Ethan,” she breathed. “I want you inside me. I want you to make me cum.”

Of course he would oblige her. He grabbed his penis and approached her cavity. She watched with anticipation. Their intimates collided. He teased it up and down her wet slit.
	
“Oh fuhhh… Ah~.” The wet schlick of her cunt was loud enough to hear. It made Riley blush.
	
The tip of his penis glistened in her moisture. A slick of precum seeped from his tiny port.
	
Riley groaned impatiently. “Ethan, oh God… Please.”
	
Finally he slid inside of her, easing his way down to the balls.

“Oh~! Oh my God…” was her retort. She started struggling against the straps, wringing them taut. Her limbs could go nowhere.

He gripped her ankles. His forearms bulged and his knuckles popped. He arched back and dutifully began fucking her. His cushiony balls collided with her ass and the small blue coin of the butt plug’s base. The meaty slap of flesh on flesh was loud, very loud. Even louder was Riley’s moaning, drilling into Ethan’s ears. He didn’t mind. It meant he was doing a good job.

“ETHAN! OH GOD! UHH! UH! AH! OHH~!” Any restraint or subtlety in her voice was gone. The fury of pleasure was everywhere in her body. Centered in her loins, it plumed down her thighs, bubbled in her gut, and swelled in her breasts. Even the butt plug was starting to create a feeling of joy that overwhelmed anything that might have been pain. She watched him, face contorted in what could’ve been mistaken for agony, as he pounded away between her stretched legs. She saw the purse of his lips and the flare of his nostrils. His brow was furrowed with effort. His buttocks clenched and his abs crunched. He was a perfectly crafted, well oiled machine. He was majestic. The feeling was back, that impending climax. It charged at her like a bull. There was no stopping it. She started to scream. “OHHH FUUUCK MEEE!!!” she shrieked. Ethan did, and with increasing gusto. “NO-!”

It struck her like a freight train. Ethan leapt back just in time. Riley was a petite woman, but her orgasm was leviathan. Rocketing out of her cunt with an angry hiss came a geyser of feminine water. It was finger thick and ramrod straight like a pool fountain. Just as abruptly as it had started, it stopped, resumed, stopped, and resumed again. Her vulva bulged out proudly with each spurt.

“UUUGGGGGHHEUUGGhhhuuueeughhhhhh…~~~~” The squirting ebbed away with each wave until it became nothing but a weak piddle onto the cobblestone floor. Drips of water fell from an impressively large wet spot on the ceiling. Riley was a heaving mess. “Huhhhh… Huhhhh… Huhhhh… Oh God… Oh Gooooooood… Ethan…” Her eyes fluttered open. She saw the massive wet spot on the ceiling. She felt the water dribbling down her ass from her ravaged pussy.  She felt a stab of embarrassment. “Oh my God. Look what you made me do. Oh my God. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” he said warmly. He came back to her, standing by her side. He placed a kind paw on her cheek. “That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You’re such a woman.”

She looked away. “I feel so dirty,” she pouted.

“Oh? And feeling dirty doesn’t feel good?”

That she couldn’t deny. It felt glorious. When her cunt was erupting she felt like she was flying. There were no straps or plugs. Hell, Ethan didn’t seem to be there. It was just her, free as a bird. Looking back up at the wet spot, she couldn’t help but feel a tinge of pride. How many women could do that? Furthermore, how many men could make a woman do that? That was an exclusive list.

“It did feel pretty nice,” she admitted. Her little bunny tail flicked happily. “You make me feel good. I feel like a goddess.”

“Well, you sure cum like a goddess.”

She giggled. “Did you cum?”

“No.”

She frowned. It explained why he was still erect. He was also bone dry from the waist up. He must’ve pulled out just before her orgasm. “I want you to cum too, inside me.”

“I can make that happen,” he said, and started releasing her restraints. He tossed them aside. He took her paw and sat her up. She felt dizzy and loose. She stretched her legs out and rolled her feet. Ethan put an arm around her and kissed her. She closed her eyes and savored the warmth of his lips. Their tongues danced. His paw cupped her petite breast while the other groped her ass. She responded in kind with a double-pawed honk of thick Ethan-haunch. She smiled. She was so happy.

Suddenly he grabbed her midriff and lifted her off the table. “Ooh!” she chirped. She felt so light in his arms. She wrapped her legs around him. He held her up with his paws underneath her butt. They continued making out. She glided her paws up and down his billboard back.

She let go of his lips. “Fuck me again. This time, I want you to cum inside of me.” She said it with feminine diction. She wanted something, and it was her turn to get it.

He smiled and chuckled, liking how the tables had turned so dramatically. “Yes, my naughty bunny.”

She reached down and grabbed his cock. He lowered her down onto it, and fell inside of her.

“Mmmm…” She swooned her head back. Her golden cliff of hair and two bunny ears spilled down her back. He grabbed her trunk and began to thrust into her. “Ohhh… Ethan. Huhh! Ohh…~” She could feel his rocking abs bending together and his glutes flexing. She swarmed her paws around the two cinder blocks that were his pecs. There was so much of him she just loved to feel. He was so much of a man. It was hard to bear. “Ethan, you’re so- Uhh… You’re so big… Mmm~” she complimented.

“Thank you,” he huffed. His breath panted from his lips and he began to sweat. His own pleasure was written on his face. The tight squeeze of her cunt, amplified at times by a sharp quiver, told him that she wasn’t lying.

Their pace was slow for some time. They spoke to each other in heated tones. They commented on how the other made them feel. Riley complimented his physique, especially the girth she was being impaled on.

Finally, Ethan spoke the words she had been waiting for. “Riley… I’m close…” And just like that, so was she. The tempo increased. Passions flared. Moans escalated. Climaxes unleashed. “Ohhh~!” Ethan growled, in sync with a bombastic moan from Riley. He spurted his seed deep into her velvet walls. His cock throbbed mightily with each pump. Ecstasy blossomed throughout him, tearing through his groin, down into his balls and boiling in his buttocks.

His orgasm was totally drowned out under Riley’s. Another round of heavenly water rushed out of her, spewing around Ethan’s sceptre and onto his lap. Once his own climax was done, he pulled his hips back and lifted her off of his cock. Her cunt continued squirting, dousing his tummy, chest, and face in an angelic christening. It drizzled down his torso and thighs where it dripped to the floor between his feet. They panted together, their chests heaving with each strained inhale. They were lost in each other’s shared pleasure. Their foreheads rested against the other’s.

Ethan licked his lips. “I came,” he wheezed.

“I know,” she huffed. “I know. So did I.”

They separated their foreheads. Riley saw what she had splattered all over him. “Yeah, I noticed,” he said, laughing.

She gasped and clamped her paw over her mouth. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. That was awesome. I should be thanking you.” He stood her back down on the floor. His penis drooped in its sheath. A spit of white drooped from the tip. More of it was plastered across Riley’s crotch. She stood on her tippy toes and Ethan leaned forward so they could kiss some more. She let go, and slowly dropped to her knees.

“And what might you be doing?” he asked, snickering.

She grabbed his penis. “What I want.” She patiently stroked him back to size. Up close, he seemed even bigger. She wrapped her lips around his head. He sighed through his nose and leaned his head back. She bobbed her head on him, savoring his hot pillar brushing across her tongue. The raunchy taste of his cum combined with the odor of his musk was overpowering.

“Oh, Riley… Aw shit~” he cooed. She closed her eyes, feeling smug. The ball was in her court now. She was in control. She hummed on his cock, just as his own began to start. She suckled and slurped. His paw went to the back of her head. He pulled her in and stabbed into her throat.

“Ulk!” Riley relaxed. She wasn’t going to ruin the moment and pull away. Still, she couldn’t help but scowl at her throat being plugged. Ethan was totally unaware of her struggle. He was lost in the drunkening feeling of her mouth on his cock. His jaw was slack. His tongue came close to lolling out. He took a deep breath and looked down. His cock looked huge fitting into her tiny mouth. Her eyes opened. Her phoenicopterine eyes, innocent and beautiful, rolled up to meet his. It was too much.

“Uhhh~!” He came with spirit. His toes curled and his legs spasmed. He came dangerously close to toppling over. Riley’s mouth was clogged with his cum. She didn’t stop sucking, worsening his orgasm. His knees buckled, forcing him to use her head as support. “Uhhh… Oh shit. Aw shit. Riley… Uhh~...”

When he was done, he took a wobbly step back and fought to control his stammered breathing. Riley wiped her lips and swallowed his entire load. Her nipples bristled at the feeling of his warmth slither down her gullet. She stood up and wrapped her arms around her neck. He was all but doubled over.

“How was that?” she asked.

“Pretty… whew… Pretty damn good.”

“Good. I’m glad.” They kissed some more. 

When they were done, Riley looked around at the mess she had made. “What are we gonna do about all of this mess?” The embarrassment was coming back. She blushed faintly.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll clean this up.” he said, stretching his back. His penis retracted back into his sheath.

“Are you sure? I’m the one who made it.”

“True, but I’m the one who made you make it.”

She smiled bashfully. “You sure did, you big man.”

“And you’re a big woman, on the inside at least.”

Her pride swelled. She strode out of those chambers with her head hush and her bosom thrusted forward. Ethan admired her figure as she walked out. He focused on her cute butt as it grinded together with each purposeful strut. He looked at the wet spot on the ceiling, then back down at Riley. He shook his head in disbelief. There was no way something that small could generate something so powerful. He remembered how he was the one telling her to please herself, then strapping her up and fucking the daylights out of her. It ended with him struggling to stand up as she delivered to him one of the most powerful orgasms he’d experience with a woman. She was the one in charge. What happened?

Oh well. He couldn’t complain. Not when he had a woman like that. Riley was petite in almost every regard, short, thin, and dainty as a flower, but a giant all the same.

THE END