﻿MONEY BUNNY ZERO

“Mommy…what was that man doing to you last night?”

Vanilla had really been enjoying her morning coffee up until that point - the moment when her daughter started asking questions that she really didn’t want to answer. She always figured that she might have to have this conversation with Cream, but she didn’t think that it would be happening so soon. How many times could she say ‘I’ll tell you when you’re older’ before Cream wasn’t satisfied with the explanation? The way the little girl was looking at her, it was clear that the answer was not many. She could not avoid this conversation for much longer.

But how could Vanilla possibly explain to her own daughter that she was a whore? That she was letting strangers pay to fuck her pussy? Cream hardly grasped the concept of sex, let alone the idea that a man might pay Vanilla for it.

Vanilla looked up at Cream from beyond the rim of her coffee mug. “How much did you see?”

Cream raised an eyebrow at Vanilla from across the dining room table. “I saw him put his thing inside you.”

So, everything, thought Vanilla. She sighed and put down her coffee cup and folded her fingers together on the table.

“Sweetheart, this is just something mommy does for money sometimes. People pay lots of money to…have a little fun with me.”

The little rabbit tilted her head. “But you were screaming…”

Vanilla laughed and shook her head. “Oh, no! I wasn’t hurt or anything. I was just…very excited.” She blushed and looked away as she tried to ignore how much her cervix ached. “Sometimes these boys are a little rough with mommy and they get carried away. But, it’s okay - I’m used to it, and I get paid a lot.”

This only seemed to confuse Cream even more. “Boys pay to put their thing inside you? I don’t get it.”

“W-well…they like it. It feels good for them. And…well, you saw. There are other things that I do for them.” Vanilla put a hand over her face to try and hide her embarrassment. “The point is, we were a little short on money. I did it so I could afford to buy groceries. Does that answer your question?”

Cream ate a spoonful of her cereal and took a moment to think about it as she chewed. It really looked like she was pondering the implications of Vanilla’s words. Finally, she swallowed, and gave her answer.

“Can I help?”

Vanilla nearly fell out of her chair.

“Excuse me?”

“We’ll be getting money for it, right? I could let boys kiss me and touch my privates and stuff if we need the money. How hard could it be?”

“Cream, go to your room. Now.”

The little rabbit looked like she wanted to protest, but she knew better than to talk back to Vanilla. So she slid out of her chair and marched down the hall to sit in her room in contemplative silence.

Vanilla could hardly believe what she had just heard. What an absurd thing for Cream to say! Of course, she was only a child, and she didn’t know any better, but still!

The rabbit sighed and took another sip of her coffee as she tried to collect herself. What an unpleasant conversation. Cream probably didn’t even know why she had been sent to her room. And how could she? How could Vanilla explain to Cream the vile implications of what she had said?

…What did that imply? The idea of Cream selling her body…

You would make an absurd amount of money overnight. You might even be able to buy that jacuzzi you’ve been eyeing since January.

A voice echoed in the back of Vanilla’s head. It made the woman’s blood run cold. Was she just imagining it? Where did that thought come from?

Think about it. Do you have any idea how much people would pay to get their paws on your daughter?

Vanilla put her paws on her head. What was she thinking? She could not seriously be having thoughts like these!

Think about it. How many times have heard your clients making comments about Cream?

‘Looks like the apple didn’t fall far from the tree!’

‘So cute! Just like her mother.’

‘She’s going to grow up to be a real looker.’

The more Vanilla thought about it, the more she remembered these words. Comments that she had brushed off as harmless at the time were utterly heinous in hindsight. In fact, there was no denying it - Cream’s looks and gentle innocence had gotten her a lot of attention in the past.

Imagine how tight her little cunny is. I know the men you fuck for money are thinking it. They probably want to know if she’s for sale. She’s pretty, just like you. She’ll probably take to it just as well as you did at her age.

Vanilla began to tremble as her mind raced with dark thoughts. Ideas that she would probably never entertain under different circumstances. But now, her pussy was starting to throb. Maybe it was the way her last client had pounded her cervix, or maybe she really was getting wet, thinking about Cream being used in that way. Something like that was unthinkable, and yet it ran through her mind more clearly than ever.

Imagine how much money you could make. You could practically charge whatever you want.

$500? $800? No, she knew that she could charge at least $1000 for one night. And the price could only go up depending on demand. She wouldn’t have to do it very often - just whenever they needed some extra cash, or when Vanilla’s pussy was sore and she needed a break…

The rabbit cradled her head in her elbows. Was she…was she really considering something like this? Wouldn’t this make her the most wretched mother in the world?

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Cream’s door creaked open about half an hour after she had been sent to her room. In walked a trembling, red-faced Vanilla, who looked as though she was struggling to breathe.

The young rabbit was playing with her dolls when her mother walked in. Seeing the state she was in, though, the little girl put the dolls down and looked up with an anxious frown. “...Mommy? Are you okay?”

“Sweetheart…” whispered Vanilla. “I’ve been thinking about what you said…and I’ve decided to give it a shot.”

She sat down on the bed and took a deep breath.

“Mommy’s going to teach you how to have sex with boys…how to make them feel good.” She flashed her daughter a warm smile - though there was more in her gaze than just motherly compassion. “Are you ready to learn?”

Cream began to bounce with excitement, grinning from ear to ear.

“Yes, mommy!”

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Now Cream had a small television set in her room - it was a birthday present from her seventh birthday, just three years ago. Normally Cream used it to watch G-rated movies before bedtime, but tonight it would be used for something much more sinister.

“While i’m putting on the movie…Go ahead and get naked for mommy, sweetheart.” Vanilla smiled and stared blankly at the
screen as she pushed the VHS into the television, as though she was seeing distant visions in the static. “Take everything off.”

Cream tilted her head. “Even my panties?”

Vanilla pressed rewind on the tape. “Especially your panties.”

Cream was a good girl, and she always did what her mother asked of her. And, she trusted Vanilla to know what was best. So, she pulled the bright orange dress over her head, folded it neatly, and then put it up on the dresser. Then she hooked her thumbs under her waistband and pulled her panties all the way down. And suddenly, Cream was naked in front of her very own mother. Under different circumstances, it wouldn’t have been a big deal, but the way her mother looked at her made it seem…different. She couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious as Vanilla walked over and took a seat on the edge of the bed.

“Do you remember what I told you about your private parts?” Asked Vanilla.

“That I should never let anyone touch them or see them,” whispered Cream. “Why?”

“Well, the new rule is this: it’s okay for someone to touch your privates if mommy says so.”

Vanilla motioned for her daughter to come closer. The little rabbit’s face was already beginning to turn pink, but she was prompt and obedient regardless.

“When you’re with a client, you let them touch you wherever they want. You do whatever they tell you to do. You do it like you love it - like you were born to do it.” Vanilla placed her hands on Cream’s waist and lifted her up onto her lap; she had the girl sit facing away so that she could see the television.

“For now, we’re going to pretend that I’m your client. Can you tell me what that means?”

Cream thought about it for a moment. And then, she leaned back against Vanilla’s chest and spread her legs open wide.

“That I should let you touch my privates…?”

Vanilla took a deep, shuddery breath and reached down to put her hands on Cream’s naked chest.

“Such a good girl...”

The tape was finished rewinding. By then, Vanilla was already working her way down her daughter’s stomach. And what came onto the television was nearly two hours of footage of Vanilla getting fucked. There was no fanfare, no titlecard - just Cream’s mother, laying naked on some random bed.

Cream’s attention was drawn away from her mother’s hands and onto the television screen. She’d seen her mother naked before, but…never like that.

“Mommy got paid a lot of money for this,” Vanilla whispered into her daughter’s ear. She sighed as she traced her fingertips around the edge of Cream’s labia. Every now and then she pulled gently at the meat of her little mound, just to get a peek at her cunt - and see how excited she was getting.

It had been years since Vanilla had gotten such an intimate look at her daughter’s cunt. The little rabbit grew up so fast that she didn’t have a chance to measure Cream’s development - one year they were bathing together, and the next, she was bathing herself. She was so small, and her toddler pussy was so tiny and underdeveloped back then. And then suddenly she was at the cusp of puberty, soon to blossom into a woman. That was how Vanilla saw her daughter in that moment, laid out with her legs spread open wide. She could tell, just by looking at Cream’s pussy, that this gorgeous young rabbit was her daughter. The girl was every bit as fuckable as Vanilla was at her age, with a plump, fuckable, wet pussy to match. She was going to be a big hit with her clients.

Already, Cream was beginning to get wet, and the way her chest was heaving, Vanilla could tell that she was enjoying this. The little girl’s training had not even begun, but the anticipation of what was coming was making her underage pussy throb. That was exactly the sort of reaction that Vanilla was hoping for.

“...Mommy?”

“Eyes on the screen, sweetheart.”

It was only a couple of minutes into the film, and Cream could already see her mother with a thick cock in her mouth. The man was reaching over and rubbing Vanilla’s labia at the same time.

Cream stared up at the screen with eyes as big as dinner plates. “Why is he putting his thing in your mouth?”

“That is a trick i will show you later,” answered Vanilla. “For now, focus on what he’s doing to mommy’s privates.”

The camera panned over to focus on Vanilla’s cunt just as the real Vanilla spread her daughter’s pussy open with her fingers.

“O-oh…mommy?”

Vanilla smiled as she moved her index finger to the very tip of Cream’s little clitoris. A little pressure was all it took to get her daughter going - if she was anything like her mom, she would start panting like a dog after a minute of this. And in the meantime, Cream watched the TV with wide-eyed fascination. The way mommy was mirroring all the things happening on screen made the viewing experience very intense. And when she saw that man slide his finger up inside of Vanilla’s cunt, the little girl’s heart began to pound as she realized what her own mother was about to do to her.

And then, it happened. Mommy teased the entrance of her pussy for a bit before sliding it in up to the second knuckle. At that point she was so wet that it didn’t hurt in the slightest - the intrusion was euphoric.

“Mmm, your privates feel good, don’t they?” Whispered Vanilla.

Cream let out her first moan in that moment. An adorable, high-pitched noise that told her mother everything.

The video changed scenes. Vanilla was on her hands and knees and getting her cunt licked from the back.

“You see what I’m doing in the video?” Asked Vanilla. She yanked her finger out of Cream’s pussy and gave the little rabbit a kiss on the cheek.

“Um…should I get on my hands and knees?”

“Good girl. Hop to it, honey bunny.”

Cream climbed off of her mother’s lap and then got on her hands and knees like a dog on the bed. However, her form was stiff - definitely that of an amateur.

“Sweetheart, arch your back. And bring your head down to the sheets.” Vanilla reached down and grasped the base of Cream’s little tail. “Lift your butt all the way up. I should be able to see your tailhole.”

Cream’s face couldn’t get any more red, not could she be any more exposed. But she did exactly as her mother told her, raising her bum in the air until her form was perfect.

“Good! When boys tell you to get on your hands and knees, this is usually what they mean.”

“...Are you gonna lick my privates?” mumbled Cream.

“Mhm. Your clients will do it too, sometimes. Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt - just try to enjoy it.”

Cream buried her face in the sheets, holding her breath in anticipation of the inevitable. But nothing could have prepared her for the feeling of her own mother’s tongue pressed against her labia.

“O-oh!”

To say that Vanilla was eager to eat out her daughter would not have been sufficient. The moment she got a taste of Cream’s sticky wet cunt, something dark awakened inside of her. She pressed her tongue flat against the bunny’s mound and slowly, hungrily dragged it upwards. Over and over, until she could no longer resist the urge to put her tongue inside. Those licks were enough to get Cream to whimper - when Vanilla pushed her tongue in, the little rabbit’s legs began to tremble. It seemed that she immediately wanted more, the way her legs came open - she struggled frantically to find a position that maintained her balance while giving Vanilla full access to her cunt.

“O-oh, mommy!!”

At that point, mommy wasn’t listening. All that was going through her head was how to get her tongue deeper inside of Cream’s body. She tilted her head and opened her mouth just to seal her lips around the little girl’s labia. And when she pushed her tongue in deep, she could feel Cream shaking and moaning like a whore.

“Mmmm, so yummy,” moaned Vanilla. “Does that feel good, honey bunny?”

Cream’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she pressed her ass back into her mother’s face. She needed more - she needed it deeper. Anything to get more of that strange feeling.

At that point, Vanilla was too greedy to resist. She moved on from Cream’s pussy, slowly dragging her lips up to her tight little tailhole. She wasn’t surprised to feel her daughter jump at the strange new sensation.

“M-mommy! That’s my butt!”

“Yes, I know,” giggled Vanilla. “It’s okay. Just let mommy do the work.”

The little rabbit was just about to protest when she felt her mother’s tongue glide right across the rim of her asshole. It was so strange, and yet…she couldn’t say that she didn’t like it. It was impossible for a girl so young to understand how something like that could feel good - it didn’t help that Vanilla was a seasoned professional.

Cream’s eyes widened when she felt her mother’s tongue slip into her rectum. Why, why in there? She didn’t understand. But when she turned her head, she could just barely see the television, and she saw Vanilla bent over and having the same thing done to her. Of course it was another adult thing that she didn’t quite get. Something that made her tummy feel funny - something that made her dribble onto the bed.

By the time Vanilla pulled her face out from between her daughter’s asscheeks, Cream’s little tailhole was soaked in spit. That was what Vanilla was aiming for, at the end of it all.

“Cream, sweetheart. Reach back and pull your butt open for me.”

The little rabbit did exactly as she was told, gripping her asscheeks and pulling them apart as well as she could. “Like this?”

“Yes, exactly like that.”

Vanilla lowered her head down to Cream’s crotch and pressed her lips against the little girl’s mound again. She spent a minute or two lapping up all the girl’s juices, licking at every inch of her insides. And it seemed that Cream was really enjoying it, the way that her legs trembled.

That was for the best - it would make the next step a lot easier.

“Cream, take a deep breath. And then I want to breathe out slowly, like you’re blowing up a balloon.”

The bunny sucked in a breath.

And then, slowly, she let it out.

And at that moment, she felt the tip of her mother’s pinky slip into her ass.

“M-mommy??”

“Honey, relax. I do this all the time. Trust mommy, okay? She knows what she’s doing.”

“But your finger’s in my…”

“Do as I said, Cream. Sit still and take deep breaths.”

That scolding tone that Cream was all-too-familiar with shut down any arguments that she may have had. If this was part of the lesson, then who was she to argue? And so she continued to breathe out like she was blowing up a balloon. And, before she knew it, Vanilla was in up to the second knuckle, and it barely hurt at all.

And once she started to work it in and out of Cream’s ass, the little bunny began to realize why her mommy was doing this to her.

It felt…very good. Every time that fingertip hit a specific spot in her rectum, it sent a jolt up her spine, and her legs struggled to function.

There it is, thought Vanilla. She sucked hungrily on Cream’s clit as she continued with her finger, stretching out the rabbit’s ass bit by bit. Many women went their entire lives thinking anal sex was unpleasant - Vanilla considered that a tragedy. It was something that she would not allow her daughter to miss out on - and if she ended up having clients that wanted to fuck her tight little ass, she needed all the experience she could get. And so, this was Cream’s introduction to the intense anal fucking that was to come.

It wasn’t long before Cream’s ass started to give - to yield to her mother’s finger. And Vanilla rewarded her by slowly, gently pushing the rest of her pinky inside.

“Ahhh…ah! Oh, mommy, that feels funny…”

Vanilla didn’t take her mouth off her daughter’s labia - she didn’t even pull her tongue out. She just kept licking the inside of Cream’s little cunt. And now that she was ready, she started to pick up the pace, pushing in and out of Cream’s butt at a much faster speed. That alone was enough to nearly make the bunny’s legs give out.

But Vanilla just kept going. All the way in, faster and faster; she curled her finger inside of her daughter’s ass, pressing at that same spot over and over again.

“Ah…ah…AH…AH!!”

That high pitched squeal told Vanilla everything she needed to know. Her daughter was having her first orgasm.

“Oh, mommy!!”

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The Intersense Dynamic Strap-On Dildo. It was something that Vanilla had received from Rouge the Bat, and there was no telling where Rouge had gotten it from. It had been well over a year since she last had an excuse to whip out the device. But even now, she could hardly believe that she was about to use it on her very own daughter.

“Mommy…what is this thing?”

Cream was on her knees between Vanilla’s legs, looking up at her mother with a tilted head. Specifically, she was looking at the thick silicone cock that was strapped to Vanilla’s pelvis.

“This is a toy that’s designed to be a little bit like a man’s penis,” explained Vanilla. She grinned as she adjusted the straps and turned a valve on the lube reservoir. “Try not to think about it too much. Do you remember when you saw mommy sucking on that dick earlier in the video?”

Cream slowly nodded her head.

“Mommy’s going to show you how to do that. Open your mouth for me, honey bunny.”

Having been brought to orgasm once already, the little girl’s head was not in a place where she wanted to argue. All she wanted was to cum again - now that she’d had a taste, she wanted more. And, she wanted it so badly that she was eager to put on a good performance for Vanilla.

She tried her best to copy what she saw in the video. Her mouth came open, and then she clamped it shut over the tip of the synthetic cock.

“O-oh…” breathed Vanilla. “A little eager there, sweetheart?”

Cream’s mother took a deep breath to compose herself. She didn’t know who designed this device, but the way it transferred sensations from the synthetic cock to her clit was uncanny. It really did feel like her own daughter was sucking her cock…albeit not very well. Cream had no concept of an oral technique - she clearly did not know what to do with her tongue, and so she just let it hang while she bobbed her head back and forth on the toy. And while she certainly had the right idea, there were many improvements to be made.

“Okay, stop. Look, sweetheart - watch the video again. Watch how mommy does it.”

Vanilla rewinded the tape to a point where the camera was right in her face as she was taking a fat dick into her open mouth.

“Suck with your lips, and swirl with your tongue. Like you’re eating a popsicle. Do you understand?”

Cream smiled and nodded. “Yes, mommy!”

“Then show me.”

Cream was as a diligent student - and, as it turned out, she was also a fast learner - clearly, she took after her mother. After just a few minutes of careful study, Cream began to show a significant improvement in her technique. The way she lashed her tongue across the tip of the Intersense dildo was impressive, to say the least - she could tell, just by gauging her mother’s reaction, what places were best to lick. It didn’t take long for her to grasp how to use the suction of her mouth to improve the experience.

“Oh, yes…good girl, Cream…you’re doing a wonderful job. Open your mouth for me, let mommy lay it on your tongue…”

Cream knew, based on what she’d seen in the video, what her mother wanted from her. And so she opened her mouth nice and wide and stuck her tongue out, panting as she looked up at Vanilla. The woman’s fingers shook with excitement as she laid the length of the toy across her daughter’s waiting tongue.

The device had begun to pump flavored lubricant through the internal hose, and Cream shut her eyes when the flavor hit her tongue.

“Mmm…strawberry!”

“That’s right, sweetheart,” giggled Vanilla. “You like strawberry, huh sweetheart?”

The little bunny nodded and sealed her lips around the tip, sucking the sticky nectar directly from the source. The sensation came so suddenly that it made Vanilla’s knees buckle.

“O-oh…my baby girl…I need you so badly. I need to teach you one last thing…”

The dildo came out of Cream’s mouth with a loud pop. She pressed her lips against the head, just to tease her mommy with one last kiss.

“I’m ready.”

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There was no telling what sort of positions future clients might want to fuck Cream in. With how small and light the bunny was, she could easily be taken in any position. But, since this was her daughter, Vanilla figured that she would give her the courtesy of something easy, for her first time.

She laid Cream down on the bed, and the little girl giggled as her legs were spread open wide. She offered no resistance - as new as she was to this, she had no reason to be afraid when her loving mother was the one doing it.

Vanilla turned Cream’s attention to the television. The little girl could see clearly on the screen that her own mother was getting pressed into the mattress and ruthlessly fucked. Eventually the cameraman moved to focus on Vanilla’s pussy, where a fat cock was sliding in and out, nice and deep.

“Do you see what’s happening to mommy on the screen?”

Cream shuddered and clutched at the sheets. “Are you going to do that to me?”

“Yes, honey bunny.” She chuckled warmly as she grasped the base of the Intersense dildo and squished the tip against her daughter’s wet labia. “Don’t worry, it won’t hurt.”

Cream wasn’t so sure - in spite of her mother’s words, it really looked like it might be painful. But she wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck and spread her legs regardless - she wasn’t about to say no to mommy.

Her eyes moved downward, watching as the tip pressed against her sensitive cunny. And then she watched, with bated breath, as the tip of the toy disappeared inside of her.

That feeling again. Cream adored it - and just the tip of this thing inside of her made her feel so much more full than what she felt with her mother’s tongue. But there was more to come - it was barely an inch inside of her body.

Luckily, Cream was so wet at that point that it wasn’t hard to push it in a little deeper. Vanilla’s thick, matured body was a warm comfort - her strength and maternal presence was absolute. And when Vanilla’s breasts came down to rest on either side of Cream’s face, the little girl stopped worrying about anything at all. The warmth of skin to skin made her pussy soaking wet; it wasn’t long before her body accepted a second inch, and then a third…and then all of it. Slowly but surely, Vanilla eased into her daughter’s cunt with a long, horny sigh.

“O-Oohhhh…sweetheart, you’re so tight…”

Never in her life had Cream been filled so completely. The sensation was overwhelming in a way she couldn’t describe - she was almost angry that it had taken her mother this long to do something like this to her. And while it was a little painful to have her privates stretched out like this, it was nothing compared to good it felt to have a thick, twitching cock buried all the way into her body. Vanilla had done an excellent job at preparing her daughter for this very moment.

The lube was pumping. Bit by bit, dribbling from the end of the silicone cock and into the rabbit’s pussy. Vanilla was consistently taken back by how real this intersense toy felt. It really felt like she was taking her daughter - like she could savor the way her little underage cunt clung desperately to the tip of her cock. She drew her hips back, slowly but surely, just to feel that loving sensation - that horny grip that only a good little girl could provide.

Vanilla had begun to understand why so many men had paid to fuck her when she was Cream’s age.  It was a sick and twisted thing to crave, and yet she knew why men craved it. Why a man would want to put their cock in an adorable little ten year-old rabbit.

“Ahhh…hah…oh, mommy…”

“Sssshhh. Don’t scream, okay? We don’t want the neighbors to hear.” She leaned down and pressed a sweet little kiss against her daughter’s lips. “Mommy’s going to give you a grown-up kiss, okay? That’s just for me - clients aren’t allowed to kiss you.”

Cream’s face was hot. She had always thought her mother was pretty, but…she couldn’t describe how she felt about Vanilla at that moment. All she knew was that she wanted to be mommy’s good little girl, forever. And so, she spread her legs even wider, and obediently nodded her head. “Yes, mommy…”

Her first kiss came with a long, deep stroke. The whimper that came from her throat when their hips pressed together was muffled by the inside of Vanilla’s mouth. There were no more words to be said - she was going to be a good girl and let her mother have her way. And that was what Vanilla wanted - that was the submission she had been looking for. The eagerness to be fucked deep and hard - to be touched where a child should never be touched. When it came to working with a client, it was going to be a lot easier for the both of them if Cream enjoyed the sensation.

Vanilla couldn’t keep her hands off of Cream at that point - she wanted to take advantage of every inch of her daughter. And so her fingers teased the girl’s nipples, squeezing lovingly at her sides and her barely-grown breasts. Between thrusts, she took the time to idly toy with all the curves of Cream’s adorable, naked figure. And when she felt Cream’s tongue desperately flicking against her lips, she knew that the girl was starting to grasp what was happening: She was being fucked, the way a whore ought to be.

Vanilla pulled her mouth away from her daughter’s lips. Then she turned her focus towards pounding her daughter. This girl’s cunt felt so unbelievably good - so warm and sticky, and ready for mommy. And after juat a few more thrusts, Vanilla felt that her mind was starting to go - her instincts were taking over. Perhaps it wasn’t the insane breeding drive of a man, but the mad desire for pleasure that was typical of a woman. This device was making her feel sensations that would have been otherwise out of reach - a kind of pleasure that put into perspective all of the things that had happened to her in her early childhood. The lesson no longer mattered - all she wanted, in that moment, was to ravage her daughter’s pussy.

Her maternal instincts managed to curb her desires just enough to spare Cream any further brutality, but by the time this had happened, Vanilla found herself pounding her daughter’s cunt. Slamming her hips down with enough barely-restrained force to make the little girl scream.

“Oh!! Oh, mommy!!! Oh, mommy, oh mommy, oh mommy!! I love you, I love you, I love you!!”

Oh my God. I’m going to fucking cum inside of my ten year-old daughter.

The machine detected Vanilla’s orgasm, and the valve released on its own. And then the device pumped nearly half a pint of synthetic cum into Cream’s fucked-open little pussy. The overwhelming heat and defilement of the sensation made the little bunny cum immediately. Her legs siezed up, wrapped tight around her mother’s pelvis - that was where they belonged.

Vanilla’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, and then, when the machine was finally empty, she collapsed on top of her precious litte rabbit.

A couple minutes passed. Cream was panting almost as much as her mother. The two of them could hardly catch their breath in the wake of such an intense climax. But, eventually, Vanilla managed to work up the strength to yank the dildo out of her daughter’s body, spurting synthetic cum all over Cream’s soft belly fur.

“Do you..hah…do you still wanna help mommy make some money?”

Cream propped herself up on her elbows, looked up at her mother with a sick, twisted look on her face. A smile that said I want to be fucked, and a pair of eyes that said I love you, mommy.

“Yes…please, mommy.”