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They are a welcoming people with friendly hearts and plenty of love to give and yet there seems to be something off about the whole place. Strangely everybody who comes to the Commune never leaves but even more bizarre is how they even find such a place to begin with.\n\nThese stories will mostly focus on Pudding, a native to the Commune, and Rosemary, a new comer. \nRosemary won't be too talkative for a while yet though. \n[url=https://subscribestar.adult/hivesoul?redirect_notice=true]If you want to support our work, view our comics, and help us out, check out our Substar here![/url]\n\nArt by [iconname]SoulCentinel[/iconname]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Over Christmas I have been working on a new project!

The Pantry Commune is an odd and mostly unheard of place to the north of Pardon, located in the forest district it has stayed quiet and out of sight for seemingly generations. They are a welcoming people with friendly hearts and plenty of love to give and yet there seems to be something off about the whole place. Strangely everybody who comes to the Commune never leaves but even more bizarre is how they even find such a place to begin with.

These stories will mostly focus on Pudding, a native to the Commune, and Rosemary, a new comer.
Rosemary won't be too talkative for a while yet though.
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Branching out from this tower is a web of dirt paths and gardens, as well as small wooden buildings that serve to house different job related stations. The inner ring of these are known as the Central Gardens, while the outer ring is known as the Border Gardens. Movement between them is not restricted however certain areas may only be used when the sun sets, as work must be done in daylight and play must be done in darkness. \n\nHome is a fairly small apartment block. It has five floors, with four homes on each, except for the ground floor which has two due to offices. It also has a basement floor, or two, which some do live in. All in all, the Home houses all of Pantry’s eighty three members. Eighty of them being rabbits and hares of various cute descriptions. \n\nAs it was still daytime most were out working, tending to the gardens with love and water, digging up dirt and clay for crafts, forging and cooking alike, but there were some who stayed indoors. Pudding for example. A young and rather effeminate rabbit who preferred to work on his tailoring in the comfort of his Home.\nHe sat nestled into his sofa. An empty cup of tea resting on the coffee table nearby as he focused on finishing his knitting for the day. It had taken him all morning but with a few more loops and stitches Pudding finally finished fixing his most beloved and oldest sweater. Although it looked ragged, the wool was soft, heavy, and amazingly comfortable. After throwing it over his long ears he gave it a few test stretches to make sure it fit him just so.\n\nHopping off the sofa, Pudding excitedly began to pack up all of the clothes he had repaired into a picnic style basket. Once they were folded away he then rushed to the kitchen with a skip in his step to collect as many muffins as there were clothes. They too went into the basket, before finally he placed a blanket over the top to keep everything covered.\n\nBefore he left Pudding went to his shrine in the corner of the room. He knelt down, opened the doors so he could bask in the presence of Jelai, and then clasped his hand around the wooden amulet around his neck. The symbol etched onto the amulet was that of an incomplete soul, being one half of the icon of Jelai. \n\n“Thank you for yet another wonderful day.”\n“Thank you for the Purpose you gave me for knitting and sewing and making cute clothes!”\n“I’m grateful for your protection, love and wisdom. Oh kind Jelai.”\n\nPudding spoke loudly to the shrine. Inside was a velvet pillow with a gold symbol that sat front and centre. Two overlapping circles, with a gemstone in the middle to form something close to that of an eye between the two. All around the pillow were offerings. Scented candles from Pudding’s friends, a handful of hard candy that he had painstakingly learned to make, and a pair of panties as the basis of what he most desired. \n\n“My current hope is the same one I've had since I was a small bunny. To find my Soulmate. To kiss them and hug them and make so much love for Jelai to feast on. Every night I dream of them, and every day I wonder who it would be. A boy like Cookie, or a girl like Lemon? Who would be my other half? Mmm, it hurts to wait!” \n\nPudding stood up and reached inside to give the idol a small kiss. With his prayers given and his heart full of joy he left his apartment through a curtain that stretched across the doorframe. All homes within Home had such things as the Commune had little need for privacy. \n\nThe first apartment on his list of travels was his nextdoor neighbours, Cake and Carrot. They were slightly older than him and for as long as he could remember they have always been a passionate couple with a strong love for the Commune. Slipping through the curtain he found their home was also much like his own. A cosy living room with a radio, a sofa and a bookcase full of things relating to their work or personal preferences. The biggest difference was that they had many photos and paintings hanging up all over the walls. Skipping over to the bedroom he also noticed one other thing they had different, the double sized bed. From the basket he placed a very short dress onto the foot of the bed, as well as some very long socks. Pudding then placed two muffins on the bedside table, as a gift. \n\nHis eyes wandered to the framed photo on the table. \nIt showed Carrot and Cake when they were both kids, young and even cuter than they were now. Their arms wrapped around each other, fur rubbing against fur, as they embraced and kissed for the first time. A roaring fire and a night sky lit up behind them. Ah yes, while everybody was equal in the Commune there were distinctions. Only those who had found the other half of their soul were allowed to start making and sharing love. Sometimes this is easy to find, as Carrot and Cake were both born at the same time to the Commune and grew up together. They had been making and sharing love ever since they were young. Pudding was not so lucky and his Soulmate was still eluding him. \n\n“I wish I had a sister.” \nPudding sighed dreamily before turning and skipping away. \n\nThe next home he went was two floors down, which the nearby elevator made quick. \nIt belonged to Milk and Honey, a cute pair of boys that were always holding hands and rubbing noses. Pudding did not know as much about them as some of the others but he did know that they were adorable together. Their apartment was also quite a bit different. Due to their jobs handling a lot of wood, they had a workbench in the living room, with spare cuts of wood, sawdust and tools scattered around as if a shed had been hit by a tornado. Heading into the bedroom Pudding found it completely different however. 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How did the stitching go?” \nCookie asked as he got up from the sofa. \n\n“They are as good as new!”\n\nPudding replied as threw his arms around Cookie and hugged him tight. He nuzzled against his friend's cheek and pushed as much of his body against him, before grabbing a handful of Cookie’s shorts. Cookie let him grasp and grind on him for a while, longer than he should in fact, but eventually he cleared his throat. \n\n“The socks?” Cookie said gently. \n\n“Oopsies, got all distracted. Shame we are not Soulmates…”\n\n“Mhm.”\n\n“We would make love all the time if we were!”\n\n“Yeah… Right. The socks?” \n\nStepping back he took a pair of thigh high, striped socks from the basket. True to his word, the pair of stockings looked brand new, to the point that any repairs were completely invisible. \n\n“Yay! These were my favourite pair.” \nCookie said as he took the pair and rubbed his cheek across the fabric. \n\n“Anytime friend.” Pudding replied happily. \nHe then said as he offered Cookie one of the muffins. \n\n“Aw, thank you. Blueberry?” Cookie asked. \n\n“Yeah! I had a bunch left over.” Pudding replied with a sunny smile. \n\nWith one more tight hug and then a wave, Pudding skipped out of the apartment. He looked down the hall to the window where the evening light was streaming in. And then over to the other direction towards the elevator. Pudding hummed himself in thought as he debated on what to do for the rest of the day. \n\n“Hmm… Time for tea and some cuddles with mr pillow!”\n\nAs he stepped towards his apartment he felt a sudden breeze blow past. Looking over to the window he found that it was now open. Skipping over to it, Pudding looked out and then down to all gardens far below. After giving a friendly wave to the gardeners he turned around to find a cloaked figure standing behind him. He was tall and wore a mask that hid his face completely. Engraved in gold on that mask were two overlapping circles. \n\nPudding’s face lit up in a wide smile and his whole body shook from excitement but he composed himself and bowed forward with his hands resting on his knees. Pudding closed his eyes respectfully and let his ears droop over his head. \n\n“Go watch the clouds. They are beautiful at sunset. So says Jelai.” \nThe figure spoke, his words soft and feminine despite his broad shape. \n\nPudding straightened up and opened his eyes to find the figure gone. Looking behind him the window was now closed as well. A huge smile broke out across his face and he bounced on the spot as the figure’s words rang over and over in his mind like an echo. \n\n“A Messenger, just for me! Eee!” \nPudding squealed as he skipped fast to the elevator. \n\nAfter taking the elevator down to the ground floor he quickly left Home. The sun was starting to lean onto the horizon and the cool air of night was starting to creep up from the ground but Pudding was sure he had at least some time before the sun properly set. \n\nHeading down the dirt paths that stretched all around Pantry, he took his time waving to everyone he could see. Those who crossed his path he would give a hug, and to those he knew a bit more closely he would share in a brief nose rub… Even if they were busy gardening. All of these intimate moments were delightful to him but it also served to remind him of the loneliness his soul felt.\n\nIt was as he was reaching the far eastern wall of the Commune that his long ears heard the playful laughter of Lemon and Lime. Following the sound he turned his gaze across the many rows of golden berry bushes to where the young girls were laying. This was typical of them. Among all of the Soulmates they just could never get enough and were always taking short breaks to squeeze in a bit more love. Pudding quite liked that about them as they were always easy to find and pleasant to watch.\n\nFor a minute or two he continued to stand and enjoy the sight, with his long ears picking up all the lovely little sounds. For a moment he began to rub himself through his skirt but quickly shook his head and forth. \n\n“I’m gonna miss the clouds if I stand here all evening. What a silly bunny I am!”\nPudding said as he pulled his eyes away from the muddy girls and continued on his way. \n\nAs he approached the eastern gate he spotted Grape on guard duty. \nSkipping over he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled in deep before she could even see him coming. He continued to hold her like a blanket with a boner as she let out an awkward giggle and stood stiff.\n\n“Someone’s excited today.” Grape said red faced. \n\n“I’m going to watch the clouds!”\n\n“Oh that sounds nice.” \nGrape replied as she patted his back gently. \n\n“They are beautiful at sunset.” \n\n“Mhm, they really are…” \n\nGrape let him continue to hug her and sniff her until he was satisfied. Once he pulled away she let out a sigh of relief and gave him a wave as he continued to skip onwards towards the forest. A few steps down the path he suddenly took a sharp left and headed through the bushes. The Eeping Forest grew dark very quickly but Pudding had walked this path many times before. The location he had in mind for his cloud watching after all was Sunset Hill, a rocky set of cliffs and pretty waterfalls that always had something interesting to see. \n\nAlong the way Pudding turned his eyes to the sun straining through the treetops. There were never any birds near the Commune but that just made the surrounding woods all the more peaceful. As he approached the hill however his long ears picked up the sound of something. The snapping of tree branches, a flutter of heavy wings, and then an eerie stillness. Curious to what could have happened he picked up speed and hurried along until he reached the base of the hillside. Looking around he did not see anything out of place however.\n\nFollowing the hillside around to the right he soon found a rocky path that led upwards. It took some crawling and careful hops but soon he made his way up to a cliff that overlooked the trees nearby. Pudding continued on his way and after climbing up a steep slope he reached the top. It was here that he found a small camp set up near the river, with a cute little tent, and a fire roaring. Peering into the fire he noticed that there were several notebooks, pieces of paper and photographs all burning however they were too black and burnt to make out anything of note. \n\n“A visitor?” Pudding wondered.\n\nThe tent had been smashed but there was nothing inside, no blankets, no pillow or lantern. Hardly useful for camping at all. Nearby Pudding found a rucksack. It was dirty but the material looked new and hardly used. Inside he found another few notebooks. Flipping through them he found that they were full of sketches and drawings of the local area and local wildlife. Butterflies, rabbits, birds, all sketched with smudged pencils and scratchy ink. Pudding had never seen such an emotional and angry way to draw cute things before. \n\nTucking the notebook into his basket, he continued to explore the bag. Further down he found a plastic container that had a few leftover brownies. They were chocolate and hazelnut, his favourite kind of brownie. Pudding took a bite of one before sealing the container and putting that into his basket too. \n\nNear the bottom he found an old fashioned style camera tangled up in some clothes.\n\n“Photos make for terrible kindling. They must have been terrible!”\nPudding said cutely before letting out a giggle. \n\nAfter unravelling the wad of clothing he found it to be two pairs of shorts, some kind of t-shirt that had fishnet like material forming sleeves and an inner layer, and some panties. Pudding put them all into the basket but held onto the underwear. He sniffed them a few times before smiling.\n\n“A girl!” He giggled. \n\nPudding gave them a few more sniffs before putting them into his basket as well. Looking around he could not spot said girl but based on the roaring fire and smashed tent she must have been close. Pudding began to walk around the edge of the hill’s steep slopes as he peered into the woods for any sort of clue. It was as he reached the waterfall near the edge of the cliff that he spotted something out of place. A red rock in the middle of the clear blue water. \n\nLooking down he found a girl washed up on the side of the river far below. \n\nExcited by this find, he threw her rucksack over his shoulder before quickly running to the sloped side of the hill and sliding down. Following the curve of the hillside all the way around he soon stood at the bottom of the cliff, where the ground was rocky, and the bushes had long thorns. Approaching the river he found that she was dressed in all black, save for the stream of red running down her face. He then noticed that her eyes had also been painted black. Pudding had never seen such a darkly decorated girl before as there was none in the Commune that dressed so morbidly. \n\nPudding skipped over and crouched down nearby. \nHe found a pair of gold rimmed glasses near the river, the frame on one was chipped, and the glass had been cracked in both places, but they were still functional. Folding them up he tossed them into his basket as well. \n\n“You fell into the river? I’m a silly bunny like that too sometimes.”\nPudding said before letting out a giggle. \n“I saw you liked brownies. I’m really good at baking those.” \nHe said more shyly as he twiddled his thumbs together. \n“You must be cold… Did you come to watch the sunset too?”\nHe asked her as he peered up to the sky above her. \n“I really like the way you smell…”\n\nStanding up, Pudding reached down to her and scooped her up into his arms like a pile of wet laundry. Pudding peered at her face and then rubbed his nose against hers. He felt a flutter in his heart as a stiff breeze ran up his back. His tail wagged and his whole body tingled as a warmth spread through his chest. Turning her head he found a line of blood running down her cheek and a bruise near the temple.\n\nHe licked the blood away and kissed the bruise before nuzzling against her cheek. \n\n“You’re my Soulmate! I can just feel it!”\n\nHe bounced up and down and spun around a few times before coming to a stop and kissing the girl. First on the cheek, and then the lips, before pushing their mouths together and kissing even more deeply. Pudding continued to shower her in affection until he had no more breath to give. Only then did he pause and break away. \n\n“Hmm. You feel really cold and you're all soft like spaghetti… I should take you to Nurse Cream! She’s a lovely lady who knows how to fix all the things. Like owies and the big sad!”\n\nPudding began to skip away but suddenly stopped. \n\n“Thank you Jelai, and she says thank you for finding her Soulmate too!”\nPudding exclaimed up to the sky with a beaming smile. \n\nAs quick as he could with how much he was carrying, Pudding skipped his way back to the Commune. He dashed past Grape before she could even see what he was carrying and ignored Lemon and Lime as he made his way back to the Central Gardens. As he retraced his steps however others began to take note of him and his pale furred passenger. \n\n“Who’s this skinny friend of yours?” One asked. \n\n“She’s… Hmm… Rosemary! Because Rosemary smells nice, and I found her in the woods.”\nPudding proudly explained as he nuzzled his cheek against her hers.\n\n“Aw, she’s so cute, is she going to join our Commune?” Another asked.\n\n“Yeah! She’s my Soulmate!” \nPudding replied as happy as he could be.\n\n“Congratulations!” A third replied as he gave Pudding a hug.\nThis was followed by several others who all began piling in. Each one took a turn to hug Pudding, and give him a kiss, while others did the same to Rosemary in his arms. As the crowd grew big and the hands started to wander however Pudding spoke up.\n\n“No love sharing yet, we have yet to bond! Oh, and Rosemary has an owie.” \nPudding called out to the crowd. The hands on his tail and body quickly retreated. They then took a step back to give Rosemary some air and Pudding some space. \n“I’ll see you all tonight for the celebration, oh I’m so excited!” \n\n“I could not be happier for you.” \n“Oh what a wonderful gift from Jelai.” \n“Many blessings to you and Rosemary!”\n\nOnce Pudding had escaped from the cheering crowd he made his way to the west side of the Central Gardens. It was here that the Clinic could be found, although it did just look like yet another simple wooden building. Albeit with a white cross painted above the door. After slipping inside he found an empty waiting room with a sleepy looking girl sitting behind the desk. \n\n“Hey friend, my Soulmate got an owie.” \nPudding said to the girl.\n\n“Oh no, take a seat and I'll get the Nurse.” \nThe girl said as she stood up and headed through a door next to the desk. \n\nPudding took a seat close to the door. He then placed Rosemary onto his lap so that he could rest his arms. After giving her a few nuzzles and nose rubs he leaned her against his shoulder. \n\n“Dr Cream is so nice, you will see. She can heal any owie, even the ones in your mind. We don’t get many owies though so she usually helps make as much love as possible. She’s very kind.” Pudding explained as he rubbed Rosemary’s thigh. \n\n“Now that we’re Soulmates I could give her a visit too… But you’re enough bunny for me~”\nPudding said sweetly before giving her a little kiss on the cheek. \n\nSeveral minutes passed and the door opened again. \nFrom within a pair of guys holding hands stepped out. They had a sweet smile and a relaxed, drained, look in their eyes. Once they noticed Pudding they gave him a wave. \n\n“Hey friend, did you find a Soulmate?” One of them asked.\n“Did you come to play with Nurse Cream?” The other then asked. \n\n“I did! And no. Rosemary here has an owie.”\nPudding explained as he tilted her head to let them see.\n\n“Ow, don’t worry new friend you will be good soon!”\nHe said to Rosemary before patting her head.\n\nAs the two left the door opened again and the Nurse’s assistant poked her head out. \n“She’s ready to see you now.” She said to Pudding and Rosemary.\n\nThe small office had the cabinets and desk of a typical doctor but the examination table was also lined with wild flowers, and there were charms hanging from the ceiling. Tucked into the corner was also a small bed which had messy sheets and many scratched marks along the nearby wall. Pudding put his darling Rosemary down onto the table as the Nurse took something out of one of the cabinets. \n\n“Evening, I hear you have an owie?” \nNurse Cream asked Rosemary. \n“Let me take a look.” \n\nThe blond haired Nurse, with her short lab coat that was just barely buttoned enough to cover her naked body, began to examine Rosemary. She sniffed around her bare chest and arms, poked and prodded her stomach before running her fingers from Rosemary’s shoulders to her neck. The Nurse nodded to herself and then took hold of Rosemary’s head. With a quick twist her neck cracked loudly and then suddenly Rosemary inhaled sharply. The Nurse opened a jar nearby and took a dollop of some yellow oil from inside. After rubbing it onto her hands she began to massage and rub Rosemary’s neck, as she did so Rosemary’s breathing became relaxed and calm. \n\n“I’ve fixed her neck, it was all crunchy.” \nThe Nurse said cheerily to Pudding as she finished the massage.\n\nAfter cleaning the line of blood running down Rosemary’s head the Nurse rubbed a single finger’s worth of oil over the bruise and cut. The bleeding stopped instantly and the bruising began to fade just slightly. \n\n“There is one more owie but it’s inside her head, that one will have to heal on its own. She will be all sleepy until then and it might take a very long time for her to wake up. You will have to take care of her till then, giving her baths and making sure she is well loved and fed.” \nThe Nurse explained as she continued to rub Rosemary’s neck. \n\n“I can do that!” Pudding said confidently. \n\n“You’re a good boy, do you want to relax while you are here?” \nNurse Cream asked while unbuttoning her lab coat. \n\n“We’ve not bonded yet but thank you for the offer!” Pudding replied. \n\n“Ah, apologies. I do get ahead of myself at times.” \nNurse Cream said as she fanned her face with her hand.\n\nAfter bidding the Nurse goodbye, Pudding took Rosemary back to Home. Along the way he noticed that she would occasionally move her head from one side to the other and she did not feel as cold now but she was still limp. Once he had arrived home, Pudding placed Rosemary down on the floor and began to undress her. \n\nHer muddy sandals were easy to pry off, followed by her sweaty socks. Her moist skirt and wet top were not too difficult to remove once he figured out where all the buttons and zippers were hidden. Lastly, Pudding slipped her panties down her thighs and over her paws. He looked them over and then sniffed them a few times before tossing all of his newly collected clothes into the laundry basket. \n\nLeaving her on the carpet for a moment, Pudding went into the bathroom and began to run some hot water for her. He added a dash of bubblebath and a sprinkle of salts that were good for the fur before testing it with his hand. Once the tub was nearly full and very hot he turned the tap off and got undressed. \n\nHe returned to Rosemary, scooped her up and took her into the bathroom. After carefully stepping into the bathtub he sat down and began to get comfortable with her sitting on his lap. The bathtub was just big enough to cover her body, from paws to neck, although with him also squeezed in there was no room to move or stretch out. Pudding did not mind. He loved being so close to his Soulmate and spent minutes just rubbing his hands over her wet fur. Down her breasts and across her stomach, along her arms and past her neck, he got a good feel of everything before settling with one hand petting her tail, and the other holding her hand.\n\n“We are like soup. Tender little carrots stewing away.”\nPudding whispered to her as he nuzzled his nose against her own. \n“Ah I could stay like this all day, but we should eat before the celebrations start.”\n\nSitting up, Pudding took hold of her head and dunked her face first into the water. He held her there for a moment before pulling her back up and repeating a few times. The blood had been washed away but he found that there was still a streak of vibrant red in her hair. Pudding ran his fingers through it and realised it was dyed. Now that she was completely washed clean he scooped her back up into his arms and carefully stepped out of the bathtub. He laid out towels on the floor and laid her down before slowly drying her body with a hairdryer and a brush. Once she was soft and sweet to touch he began to dry himself. \n\n“Time to get dressed!” Pudding said happily as he picked her up and took her to the bedroom. \n\nHe placed her on the bed and began to rummage around his huge wardrobe. \n“Let’s see, you have a Soulmate now so it would be cute to match a bit. Maybe a nice skirt and a lovely little sweater? Ah but we do have the celebration later as well.” Pudding mused to himself as he went over the many options. \n\nFrom the wardrobe he eventually took out a tan sweater, much like his own, which he stretched out until it was just an inch too big for Rosemary, as well as some socks. The sweater itself was big enough that it covered all the way down to the tops of her legs, while the socks covered everything up to her thighs. After inspecting his work he happily scooped Rosemary up and cuddled her closely. The fluffy sweater she wore felt nice against his naked fur. \n\n“Now for dinner!” \n\nRosemary was left on the sofa while Pudding sorted out food. \nHe wore a simple pink apron with the strings tied into a bow above his tail, as well as a pair of fluffy slippers that had tiny beady eyes poking through the fur. His heart was full of joy over having someone to cook for and he soon became lost in his passions. So much so that he barely noticed Cookie give the living room wall a knock as he entered. \n\n“Hey friend, I heard you found a Soulmate?” \nCookie asked him before noticing Rosemary on the sofa. \n“Oh, she’s lovely.”\n\n“Her name’s Rosemary! I found her in the woods!” \nPudding explained happily as he stepped out of the kitchen with bowl in hand. \n\n“Congratulations. Ehm, do you want me to help you make dinner?” \nHe then offered nicely. \n\n“That would be lovely, my Soulmate and my best friend all together.”\nPudding nearly bounced clean off the ground for how happy he felt. \n\nTogether the two boys skipped into the kitchen and got to work putting together the best meal they could. In the end they made a medley of roasted vegetables and wild rice with a savoury yet delicately sweet sauce using wild fruit and Sunshine Berries. As well as a huge cake for dessert! Cookie set the table while Pudding put the food out ready to serve. Once they were ready Pudding sat Rosemary down on his lap. He used one hand to keep her balanced while the other held his fork. Thankfully the food only needed one hand. \n\n“So, how did you two meet?” Cookie asked. \n\n“It was so romantic! I was on my way to watch the clouds and the sunset when I found her camping out in the woods. We shared some brownies and talked for a while under the sky before realising we were Soulmates. She needed a place to stay and was getting cold so I scooped her up and took her straight to the Nurse to fix her owies.”\n\n“Aw that’s so nice. I wish when I went to pick flowers my Soulmate would appear.” \nCookie replied with a flick of his fork. \n\n“You will find them one day, and when you do you will never even remember what it was like before you had them. I know I've only had Rosemary for a few hours but it’s like we’ve known each other forever. She loves hot baths like I do, and looks great in a fluffy sweater. Oh and she smells so nice.” \n\n“She’s quite the pretty bunny. And very sleepy?” \nCookie said as he noticed she had been asleep this entire time. \n\n“Oh it’s her owie, she’s gotta sleep for a very very long time.” \n\n“Poor thing, to miss so much time with her Soulmate. Oh and how will she eat?”\n\n“Oh that’s easy, I learned how from the birdies.”\n\nPudding reached over to Rosemary’s plate and took several bites of her food until his mouth was full. He chewed it all into a paste before pushing his mouth against Rosemary’s and feeding her everything. Once he pulled away he wiped her chin with his thumb and rubbed it clean against her tongue. \n\n“Aw, that's so cute.” Cookie squeaked. \n\n“A good meal, a hot bath, and a lot of love can cure any illness.” \nPudding said as he continued eating. \n\n“Blessings to Jelai for giving you a new, very romantic, Purpose to follow.” \n\nCookie stayed just long enough to help wash up the dishes before going down to help with the upcoming celebrations. Pudding meanwhile stayed with Rosemary to themselves ready. He took out a pristine robe from his closet and showed it to her proudly. \n\n“For festivals and fun times we must wear the same robes, so says Jelai. I’ve saved your robe ever since I was a little Pudding cup so it might not fit right.”\nPudding said before lining it up against Rosemary’s body. \n\n“It’s very close but the hem should just cover your special areas.” \n\nFrom his bedside cabinet he produced a sewing kit. Pudding then sat himself down on the edge of the bed and quickly fixed the size of the robe. He lined it up against her once more to check before stripping her down and wrapping the robe around her body. His heart fluttered at the sight of her wearing the colours of Jelai. \n\nPudding slipped on his own robe and centred the wooden amulet around his neck. \nHe picked up Rosemary in his arms and took the elevator down. \n\nOn the southside of the Central Gardens sits the Festival Grounds, a mostly blanket space of neatly cut grass, picnic tables and a few trees. In the centre of this space was a ring of stones and a massive burning bonfire. The wood and flowers that crackled within the flame produced a sweet smell that warmed the soul and got the blood flowing. As Pudding arrived there were already many strutting around the fire or making out under the trees. \n\nAs soon as the pair got close however everybody’s eyes turned to them and everybody got up to greet them. A crown of flowers were thrown over their heads and handfuls of petals were tossed into the air as the two travelled across the small grounds towards a tall masked figure standing on the other side of the fire. Along the way many reached out and touched them with their fingers, a single brief moment of contact to let the new pair know that all of the Commune supported them. \n\nAs they stood in front of the tall figure everybody else took a step back before bowing over with their hands placed on their knees. All of their eyes turned low and ears dropped down in a relaxed state. The masked figure spoke, his words loud and yet delicate as he spoke warmly. \n\n“Together in mind, together in flesh, together in soul. Pudding and Rosemary are no longer two drifting seeds but one beautiful sapling that will continue to grow eternally. Jelai approves of your union, and Jelai blesses your bond. Go with sweetness, young lovers.”\n\nThe masked figure tore the amulet from Pudding’s neck and threw it into the fire. Pudding then placed Rosemary down so he could remove his robe and hers. After picking her back up he turned to the crowd as they erupted into joy. \n\nBaskets of flower petals were thrown with such vigour that the grounds became a blizzard. Several approached and began to paint Rosemary and Pudding with pink and yellow symbols. A rune meant to bless them with love was painted on their foreheads, and the complete symbol of the soul, the icon of Jelai, was drawn onto their chests. All over their bodies, hands did wander as they painted bands and dots and symbols of love and passion. \n\nOnce the paintings were done others came to give gifts. Small morsels of chocolate and candy that were fed by hand, invitation to come swap partners at any time, and ribbons that were tied around Rosemary and Pudding’s tails. With gifts and countless words of praise given the drummers began to play and soon everybody was dancing in circles around the fire. Many held hands but due to Pudding needing to carry Rosemary he chose to dance in circles between the chains of joyous bodies. Soon the blizzard of petals fell still but the fire grew even more fragrant as they burned up. The air became rich and heads began to swim and spin as a playful giddiness overtook the hopping, dancing, kissing crowds. Soulmates embraced and fell onto the grass where they began to make love without shame or restraint. \n\nWith his body burning and his head feeling as weightless as his soul, he took Rosemary to a spot prepared next to the fire. The chains of dancing rabbits sealed the circle and began to move around and around as he ran his hands down his Soulmate’s body. Pudding whispered his love to her as he kissed her repeatedly. He tasted the sweat on her neck. And he smelled the heat that the fragrant fire had ignited within her. Lovingly, he stroked her fur and squeezed her tail as her legs fell limply to the side. \n\nHe was met with no resistance as they bonded, formed an eternal union, and seared each other’s love into the other’s soul. Pudding’s once dry lips were wet with sweat and drool as his whole body shook and tingled and burned. He loved her heat. He adored her body and worshipped the pleasure that she had surrendered to him. All around them the Commune sang drunkenly and danced in flowing circles. Pudding’s eyes were a blur and he could see nothing but the glow of the fire and sparks of pink and yellow dancing around him as he continued to give and give and give his love to Rosemary. \n\nHis every breath marked a second of purest pleasure.\nWith every beat of his heart he drank all he could from her.\nAnd when he could drink no more he drowned himself instead. \nHe gave her his heat, smearing the paint with shades of white. \nAnd still he continued to give. \n\nThe fires continued to burn and Pudding’s passions were glowing just as brightly. \nAll around him the dancing and singing rabbits broke away from the circle and began to disrobe. Hundreds of hands pawed at hundreds of sweat marked bodies as they moved like the tide and washed across the Festival Grounds like an ocean of carnal desires. Soon the paint marking Rosemary and Pudding began to melt and as it did so they also dissolved into the crowd. Pudding was no longer an incomplete being that had to watch from the shore, he was now one with the Commune. Another giggling, smiling, drooling, face out of countless. Pudding felt loved and he felt complete. \n\nSpent but not exhausted, Pudding’s head cleared as he gave one last gift of his love to Rosemary. He knew not how long their glorious union had lasted but it was more than he could have ever desired. Feeling a growing need to breath he picked up her sweat soaked body and took her away from the fire. Gingerly he stepped around the bodies entwined at his feet and once he reached a tree some distance away he felt a new found clarity blossoming. \n\nThe night air was refreshingly cold compared to the fire and the air was so much clearer here. Pudding breathed deep before sitting himself down under a tree and cuddling himself against Rosemary. She felt warm against his fur and he delighted in wetting his dry lips with her body. \n\n“Hey friend. Are we interrupting your bonding?” Cake asked as her and Carrot approached. \nThe pair had a content and glowing look from enjoying each other deeply. \n\n“No, no, not at all! I was just taking a breather before heading back. I know it’s still early but I want to make sure the rest of the night is as comfortable as possible for her.” Pudding said before nuzzling his nose against hers. \n\n“You’re such a charmer.” Cake purred as her robe slipped off one shoulder. \n“If you need a bit of help getting it to line up, try putting one of those pillows under her hips.” \nShe then suggested while making gestures with her hands. \n\n“And try some green tea, it will get your fire burning again real fast.” \nCarrot spoke up shyly as he rubbed his sister’s hand with his thumb. \n\n“Thank you! I’m sorry for leaving so soon, I do hope you have fun.”\nPudding said as he stood up and adjusted Rosemary’s robe. \n\n“Oh we’ve had a lot of fun already but what’s a bit more, eh, Carrot?” \nCake teased as she nudged her shoulder against him.\n\n“Indeed, it is the proper time to go a bit wild.” \nCarrot blushed in reply. \n\n“And if you are ever in the mood for something different, do come knocking.” \nCake said playfully to Pudding before sticking her tongue at him. \n\nPudding giggled in reply and gave her a very enthusiastic nod. He was still drunk on the woody perfume soaking into the air and his body had never been more aroused in his entire life. With a few staggered steps and some more giggles, Pudding and Rosemary slipped away to spend the rest of the night making as much love as they could physically manage. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "To the north of Pardon there lies the forest of Eeping. A massive wooded region that is the home to several small villages, several beautiful parks and a swathe of nature reserves. Many come to visit its splendour and beauty but few have seen its true secrets. Along the very northern edge, where the trees grow old and dark, and the soil smells sweet with decay, you can find a friendly little community. The Pantry Commune.  

Built at an unknown time by an unknown founder, the Pantry has continued to be peaceful, quiet and easily forgotten. So much so that it now holds sovereignty over its corner of the forest. Its design is simple. At the very centre of a clearing, a natural bald spot to which no trees will grow, there sits a single apartment block. This vibrantly red brick tower forms the central living space to which all members of the Commune call Home. How it was built or when is also unknown. Branching out from this tower is a web of dirt paths and gardens, as well as small wooden buildings that serve to house different job related stations. The inner ring of these are known as the Central Gardens, while the outer ring is known as the Border Gardens. Movement between them is not restricted however certain areas may only be used when the sun sets, as work must be done in daylight and play must be done in darkness.

Home is a fairly small apartment block. It has five floors, with four homes on each, except for the ground floor which has two due to offices. It also has a basement floor, or two, which some do live in. All in all, the Home houses all of Pantry’s eighty three members. Eighty of them being rabbits and hares of various cute descriptions.

As it was still daytime most were out working, tending to the gardens with love and water, digging up dirt and clay for crafts, forging and cooking alike, but there were some who stayed indoors. Pudding for example. A young and rather effeminate rabbit who preferred to work on his tailoring in the comfort of his Home.
He sat nestled into his sofa. An empty cup of tea resting on the coffee table nearby as he focused on finishing his knitting for the day. It had taken him all morning but with a few more loops and stitches Pudding finally finished fixing his most beloved and oldest sweater. Although it looked ragged, the wool was soft, heavy, and amazingly comfortable. After throwing it over his long ears he gave it a few test stretches to make sure it fit him just so.

Hopping off the sofa, Pudding excitedly began to pack up all of the clothes he had repaired into a picnic style basket. Once they were folded away he then rushed to the kitchen with a skip in his step to collect as many muffins as there were clothes. They too went into the basket, before finally he placed a blanket over the top to keep everything covered.

Before he left Pudding went to his shrine in the corner of the room. He knelt down, opened the doors so he could bask in the presence of Jelai, and then clasped his hand around the wooden amulet around his neck. The symbol etched onto the amulet was that of an incomplete soul, being one half of the icon of Jelai.

“Thank you for yet another wonderful day.”
“Thank you for the Purpose you gave me for knitting and sewing and making cute clothes!”
“I’m grateful for your protection, love and wisdom. Oh kind Jelai.”

Pudding spoke loudly to the shrine. Inside was a velvet pillow with a gold symbol that sat front and centre. Two overlapping circles, with a gemstone in the middle to form something close to that of an eye between the two. All around the pillow were offerings. Scented candles from Pudding’s friends, a handful of hard candy that he had painstakingly learned to make, and a pair of panties as the basis of what he most desired.

“My current hope is the same one I've had since I was a small bunny. To find my Soulmate. To kiss them and hug them and make so much love for Jelai to feast on. Every night I dream of them, and every day I wonder who it would be. A boy like Cookie, or a girl like Lemon? Who would be my other half? Mmm, it hurts to wait!”

Pudding stood up and reached inside to give the idol a small kiss. With his prayers given and his heart full of joy he left his apartment through a curtain that stretched across the doorframe. All homes within Home had such things as the Commune had little need for privacy.

The first apartment on his list of travels was his nextdoor neighbours, Cake and Carrot. They were slightly older than him and for as long as he could remember they have always been a passionate couple with a strong love for the Commune. Slipping through the curtain he found their home was also much like his own. A cosy living room with a radio, a sofa and a bookcase full of things relating to their work or personal preferences. The biggest difference was that they had many photos and paintings hanging up all over the walls. Skipping over to the bedroom he also noticed one other thing they had different, the double sized bed. From the basket he placed a very short dress onto the foot of the bed, as well as some very long socks. Pudding then placed two muffins on the bedside table, as a gift.

His eyes wandered to the framed photo on the table.
It showed Carrot and Cake when they were both kids, young and even cuter than they were now. Their arms wrapped around each other, fur rubbing against fur, as they embraced and kissed for the first time. A roaring fire and a night sky lit up behind them. Ah yes, while everybody was equal in the Commune there were distinctions. Only those who had found the other half of their soul were allowed to start making and sharing love. Sometimes this is easy to find, as Carrot and Cake were both born at the same time to the Commune and grew up together. They had been making and sharing love ever since they were young. Pudding was not so lucky and his Soulmate was still eluding him.

“I wish I had a sister.”
Pudding sighed dreamily before turning and skipping away.

The next home he went was two floors down, which the nearby elevator made quick.
It belonged to Milk and Honey, a cute pair of boys that were always holding hands and rubbing noses. Pudding did not know as much about them as some of the others but he did know that they were adorable together. Their apartment was also quite a bit different. Due to their jobs handling a lot of wood, they had a workbench in the living room, with spare cuts of wood, sawdust and tools scattered around as if a shed had been hit by a tornado. Heading into the bedroom Pudding found it completely different however. It was spotless, neat and orderly without a single thing out of place.

From the basket he took out three short skirts, which he placed on the bed, as well as a single pair of panties that had been repaired so many times that they were more stitches than fabric.

“Perhaps I should make him a new pair some time, these ones are not going to last much longer.”
Pudding mused as he placed two muffins on the coffee table.
“Oh I bet Milk would know what Honey likes, I should ask him.”

Using the elevator once again, Pudding travelled back up to the top floor and over to his neighbour that was directly across the hall from his home. Heading inside he found Cookie sitting on his sofa with a book in hand, a pot of hot tea on the table, and the radio playing some music softly.

“Hey friend!” Pudding said happily.

“Heya! How did the stitching go?”
Cookie asked as he got up from the sofa.

“They are as good as new!”

Pudding replied as threw his arms around Cookie and hugged him tight. He nuzzled against his friend's cheek and pushed as much of his body against him, before grabbing a handful of Cookie’s shorts. Cookie let him grasp and grind on him for a while, longer than he should in fact, but eventually he cleared his throat.

“The socks?” Cookie said gently.

“Oopsies, got all distracted. Shame we are not Soulmates…”

“Mhm.”

“We would make love all the time if we were!”

“Yeah… Right. The socks?”

Stepping back he took a pair of thigh high, striped socks from the basket. True to his word, the pair of stockings looked brand new, to the point that any repairs were completely invisible.

“Yay! These were my favourite pair.”
Cookie said as he took the pair and rubbed his cheek across the fabric.

“Anytime friend.” Pudding replied happily.
He then said as he offered Cookie one of the muffins.

“Aw, thank you. Blueberry?”  Cookie asked.

“Yeah! I had a bunch left over.” Pudding replied with a sunny smile.

With one more tight hug and then a wave, Pudding skipped out of the apartment. He looked down the hall to the window where the evening light was streaming in. And then over to the other direction towards the elevator. Pudding hummed himself in thought as he debated on what to do for the rest of the day.

“Hmm… Time for tea and some cuddles with mr pillow!”

As he stepped towards his apartment he felt a sudden breeze blow past. Looking over to the window he found that it was now open. Skipping over to it, Pudding looked out and then down to all gardens far below. After giving a friendly wave to the gardeners he turned around to find a cloaked figure standing behind him. He was tall and wore a mask that hid his face completely. Engraved in gold on that mask were two overlapping circles.

Pudding’s face lit up in a wide smile and his whole body shook from excitement but he composed himself and bowed forward with his hands resting on his knees. Pudding closed his eyes respectfully and let his ears droop over his head.

“Go watch the clouds. They are beautiful at sunset. So says Jelai.”
The figure spoke, his words soft and feminine despite his broad shape.

Pudding straightened up and opened his eyes to find the figure gone. Looking behind him the window was now closed as well. A huge smile broke out across his face and he bounced on the spot as the figure’s words rang over and over in his mind like an echo.

“A Messenger, just for me! Eee!”
Pudding squealed as he skipped fast to the elevator.

After taking the elevator down to the ground floor he quickly left Home. The sun was starting to lean onto the horizon and the cool air of night was starting to creep up from the ground but Pudding was sure he had at least some time before the sun properly set.

Heading down the dirt paths that stretched all around Pantry, he took his time waving to everyone he could see. Those who crossed his path he would give a hug, and to those he knew a bit more closely he would share in a brief nose rub… Even if they were busy gardening. All of these intimate moments were delightful to him but it also served to remind him of the loneliness his soul felt.

It was as he was reaching the far eastern wall of the Commune that his long ears heard the playful laughter of Lemon and Lime. Following the sound he turned his gaze across the many rows of golden berry bushes to where the young girls were laying. This was typical of them. Among all of the Soulmates they just could never get enough and were always taking short breaks to squeeze in a bit more love. Pudding quite liked that about them as they were always easy to find and pleasant to watch.

For a minute or two he continued to stand and enjoy the sight, with his long ears picking up all the lovely little sounds. For a moment he began to rub himself through his skirt but quickly shook his head and forth.

“I’m gonna miss the clouds if I stand here all evening. What a silly bunny I am!”
Pudding said as he pulled his eyes away from the muddy girls and continued on his way.

As he approached the eastern gate he spotted Grape on guard duty.
Skipping over he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled in deep before she could even see him coming. He continued to hold her like a blanket with a boner as she let out an awkward giggle and stood stiff.

“Someone’s excited today.” Grape said red faced.

“I’m going to watch the clouds!”

“Oh that sounds nice.”
Grape replied as she patted his back gently.

“They are beautiful at sunset.”

“Mhm, they really are…”

Grape let him continue to hug her and sniff her until he was satisfied. Once he pulled away she let out a sigh of relief and gave him a wave as he continued to skip onwards towards the forest. A few steps down the path he suddenly took a sharp left and headed through the bushes. The Eeping Forest grew dark very quickly but Pudding had walked this path many times before. The location he had in mind for his cloud watching after all was Sunset Hill, a rocky set of cliffs and pretty waterfalls that always had something interesting to see.

Along the way Pudding turned his eyes to the sun straining through the treetops. There were never any birds near the Commune but that just made the surrounding woods all the more peaceful. As he approached the hill however his long ears picked up the sound of something. The snapping of tree branches, a flutter of heavy wings, and then an eerie stillness. Curious to what could have happened he picked up speed and hurried along until he reached the base of the hillside. Looking around he did not see anything out of place however.

Following the hillside around to the right he soon found a rocky path that led upwards. It took some crawling and careful hops but soon he made his way up to a cliff that overlooked the trees nearby. Pudding continued on his way and after climbing up a steep slope he reached the top. It was here that he found a small camp set up near the river, with a cute little tent, and a fire roaring. Peering into the fire he noticed that there were several notebooks, pieces of paper and photographs all burning however they were too black and burnt to make out anything of note.

“A visitor?” Pudding wondered.

The tent had been smashed but there was nothing inside, no blankets, no pillow or lantern. Hardly useful for camping at all. Nearby Pudding found a rucksack. It was dirty but the material looked new and hardly used. Inside he found another few notebooks. Flipping through them he found that they were full of sketches and drawings of the local area and local wildlife. Butterflies, rabbits, birds, all sketched with smudged pencils and scratchy ink. Pudding had never seen such an emotional and angry way to draw cute things before.

Tucking the notebook into his basket, he continued to explore the bag. Further down he found a plastic container that had a few leftover brownies. They were chocolate and hazelnut, his favourite kind of brownie. Pudding took a bite of one before sealing the container and putting that into his basket too.

Near the bottom he found an old fashioned style camera tangled up in some clothes.

“Photos make for terrible kindling. They must have been terrible!”
Pudding said cutely before letting out a giggle.

After unravelling the wad of clothing he found it to be two pairs of shorts, some kind of t-shirt that had fishnet like material forming sleeves and an inner layer, and some panties. Pudding put them all into the basket but held onto the underwear. He sniffed them a few times before smiling.

“A girl!” He giggled.

Pudding gave them a few more sniffs before putting them into his basket as well. Looking around he could not spot said girl but based on the roaring fire and smashed tent she must have been close. Pudding began to walk around the edge of the hill’s steep slopes as he peered into the woods for any sort of clue. It was as he reached the waterfall near the edge of the cliff that he spotted something out of place. A red rock in the middle of the clear blue water.

Looking down he found a girl washed up on the side of the river far below.

Excited by this find, he threw her rucksack over his shoulder before quickly running to the sloped side of the hill and sliding down. Following the curve of the hillside all the way around he soon stood at the bottom of the cliff, where the ground was rocky, and the bushes had long thorns. Approaching the river he found that she was dressed in all black, save for the stream of red running down her face. He then noticed that her eyes had also been painted black. Pudding had never seen such a darkly decorated girl before as there was none in the Commune that dressed so morbidly.

Pudding skipped over and crouched down nearby.
He found a pair of gold rimmed glasses near the river, the frame on one was chipped, and the glass had been cracked in both places, but they were still functional. Folding them up he tossed them into his basket as well.

“You fell into the river? I’m a silly bunny like that too sometimes.”
Pudding said before letting out a giggle.
“I saw you liked brownies. I’m really good at baking those.”
He said more shyly as he twiddled his thumbs together.
“You must be cold… Did you come to watch the sunset too?”
He asked her as he peered up to the sky above her.
“I really like the way you smell…”

Standing up, Pudding reached down to her and scooped her up into his arms like a pile of wet laundry. Pudding peered at her face and then rubbed his nose against hers. He felt a flutter in his heart as a stiff breeze ran up his back. His tail wagged and his whole body tingled as a warmth spread through his chest. Turning her head he found a line of blood running down her cheek and a bruise near the temple.

He licked the blood away and kissed the bruise before nuzzling against her cheek.

“You’re my Soulmate! I can just feel it!”

He bounced up and down and spun around a few times before coming to a stop and kissing the girl. First on the cheek, and then the lips, before pushing their mouths together and kissing even more deeply. Pudding continued to shower her in affection until he had no more breath to give. Only then did he pause and break away.

“Hmm. You feel really cold and you're all soft like spaghetti… I should take you to Nurse Cream! She’s a lovely lady who knows how to fix all the things. Like owies and the big sad!”

Pudding began to skip away but suddenly stopped.

“Thank you Jelai, and she says thank you for finding her Soulmate too!”
Pudding exclaimed up to the sky with a beaming smile.

As quick as he could with how much he was carrying, Pudding skipped his way back to the Commune. He dashed past Grape before she could even see what he was carrying and ignored Lemon and Lime as he made his way back to the Central Gardens. As he retraced his steps however others began to take note of him and his pale furred passenger.

“Who’s this skinny friend of yours?” One asked.

“She’s… Hmm… Rosemary! Because Rosemary smells nice, and I found her in the woods.”
Pudding proudly explained as he nuzzled his cheek against her hers.

“Aw, she’s so cute, is she going to join our Commune?” Another asked.

“Yeah! She’s my Soulmate!”
Pudding replied as happy as he could be.

“Congratulations!” A third replied as he gave Pudding a hug.
This was followed by several others who all began piling in. Each one took a turn to hug Pudding, and give him a kiss, while others did the same to Rosemary in his arms. As the crowd grew big and the hands started to wander however Pudding spoke up.

“No love sharing yet, we have yet to bond! Oh, and Rosemary has an owie.”
Pudding called out to the crowd. The hands on his tail and body quickly retreated. They then took a step back to give Rosemary some air and Pudding some space.
“I’ll see you all tonight for the celebration, oh I’m so excited!”

“I could not be happier for you.”
“Oh what a wonderful gift from Jelai.”
“Many blessings to you and Rosemary!”

Once Pudding had escaped from the cheering crowd he made his way to the west side of the Central Gardens. It was here that the Clinic could be found, although it did just look like yet another simple wooden building. Albeit with a white cross painted above the door. After slipping inside he found an empty waiting room with a sleepy looking girl sitting behind the desk.

“Hey friend, my Soulmate got an owie.”
Pudding said to the girl.

“Oh no, take a seat and I'll get the Nurse.”
The girl said as she stood up and headed through a door next to the desk.

Pudding took a seat close to the door. He then placed Rosemary onto his lap so that he could rest his arms. After giving her a few nuzzles and nose rubs he leaned her against his shoulder.

“Dr Cream is so nice, you will see. She can heal any owie, even the ones in your mind. We don’t get many owies though so she usually helps make as much love as possible. She’s very kind.” Pudding explained as he rubbed Rosemary’s thigh.

“Now that we’re Soulmates I could give her a visit too… But you’re enough bunny for me~”
Pudding said sweetly before giving her a little kiss on the cheek.  

Several minutes passed and the door opened again.
From within a pair of guys holding hands stepped out. They had a sweet smile and a relaxed, drained, look in their eyes. Once they noticed Pudding they gave him a wave.

“Hey friend, did you find a Soulmate?” One of them asked.
“Did you come to play with Nurse Cream?” The other then asked.

“I did! And no. Rosemary here has an owie.”
Pudding explained as he tilted her head to let them see.

“Ow, don’t worry new friend you will be good soon!”
He said to Rosemary before patting her head.

As the two left the door opened again and the Nurse’s assistant poked her head out.
“She’s ready to see you now.” She said to Pudding and Rosemary.

The small office had the cabinets and desk of a typical doctor but the examination table was also lined with wild flowers, and there were charms hanging from the ceiling. Tucked into the corner was also a small bed which had messy sheets and many scratched marks along the nearby wall. Pudding put his darling Rosemary down onto the table as the Nurse took something out of one of the cabinets.

“Evening, I hear you have an owie?”
Nurse Cream asked Rosemary.
“Let me take a look.”

The blond haired Nurse, with her short lab coat that was just barely buttoned enough to cover her naked body, began to examine Rosemary. She sniffed around her bare chest and arms, poked and prodded her stomach before running her fingers from Rosemary’s shoulders to her neck. The Nurse nodded to herself and then took hold of Rosemary’s head. With a quick twist her neck cracked loudly and then suddenly Rosemary inhaled sharply. The Nurse opened a jar nearby and took a dollop of some yellow oil from inside. After rubbing it onto her hands she began to massage and rub Rosemary’s neck, as she did so Rosemary’s breathing became relaxed and calm.

“I’ve fixed her neck, it was all crunchy.”
The Nurse said cheerily to Pudding as she finished the massage.

After cleaning the line of blood running down Rosemary’s head the Nurse rubbed a single finger’s worth of oil over the bruise and cut. The bleeding stopped instantly and the bruising began to fade just slightly.

“There is one more owie but it’s inside her head, that one will have to heal on its own. She will be all sleepy until then and it might take a very long time for her to wake up. You will have to take care of her till then, giving her baths and making sure she is well loved and fed.”
The Nurse explained as she continued to rub Rosemary’s neck.

“I can do that!” Pudding said confidently.

“You’re a good boy, do you want to relax while you are here?”
Nurse Cream asked while unbuttoning her lab coat.

“We’ve not bonded yet but thank you for the offer!” Pudding replied.

“Ah, apologies. I do get ahead of myself at times.”
Nurse Cream said as she fanned her face with her hand.

After bidding the Nurse goodbye, Pudding took Rosemary back to Home. Along the way he noticed that she would occasionally move her head from one side to the other and she did not feel as cold now but she was still limp. Once he had arrived home, Pudding placed Rosemary down on the floor and began to undress her.

Her muddy sandals were easy to pry off, followed by her sweaty socks. Her moist skirt and wet top were not too difficult to remove once he figured out where all the buttons and zippers were hidden. Lastly, Pudding slipped her panties down her thighs and over her paws. He looked them over and then sniffed them a few times before tossing all of his newly collected clothes into the laundry basket.

Leaving her on the carpet for a moment, Pudding went into the bathroom and began to run some hot water for her. He added a dash of bubblebath and a sprinkle of salts that were good for the fur before testing it with his hand. Once the tub was nearly full and very hot he turned the tap off and got undressed.

He returned to Rosemary, scooped her up and took her into the bathroom. After carefully stepping into the bathtub he sat down and began to get comfortable with her sitting on his lap. The bathtub was just big enough to cover her body, from paws to neck, although with him also squeezed in there was no room to move or stretch out. Pudding did not mind. He loved being so close to his Soulmate and spent minutes just rubbing his hands over her wet fur. Down her breasts and across her stomach, along her arms and past her neck, he got a good feel of everything before settling with one hand petting her tail, and the other holding her hand.

“We are like soup. Tender little carrots stewing away.”
Pudding whispered to her as he nuzzled his nose against her own.
“Ah I could stay like this all day, but we should eat before the celebrations start.”

Sitting up, Pudding took hold of her head and dunked her face first into the water. He held her there for a moment before pulling her back up and repeating a few times. The blood had been washed away but he found that there was still a streak of vibrant red in her hair. Pudding ran his fingers through it and realised it was dyed. Now that she was completely washed clean he scooped her back up into his arms and carefully stepped out of the bathtub. He laid out towels on the floor and laid her down before slowly drying her body with a hairdryer and a brush. Once she was soft and sweet to touch he began to dry himself.

“Time to get dressed!” Pudding said happily as he picked her up and took her to the bedroom.

He placed her on the bed and began to rummage around his huge wardrobe.
“Let’s see, you have a Soulmate now so it would be cute to match a bit. Maybe a nice skirt and a lovely little sweater? Ah but we do have the celebration later as well.” Pudding mused to himself as he went over the many options.

From the wardrobe he eventually took out a tan sweater, much like his own, which he stretched out until it was just an inch too big for Rosemary, as well as some socks. The sweater itself was big enough that it covered all the way down to the tops of her legs, while the socks covered everything up to her thighs. After inspecting his work he happily scooped Rosemary up and cuddled her closely. The fluffy sweater she wore felt nice against his naked fur.

“Now for dinner!”

Rosemary was left on the sofa while Pudding sorted out food.
He wore a simple pink apron with the strings tied into a bow above his tail, as well as a pair of fluffy slippers that had tiny beady eyes poking through the fur. His heart was full of joy over having someone to cook for and he soon became lost in his passions. So much so that he barely noticed Cookie give the living room wall a knock as he entered.

“Hey friend, I heard you found a Soulmate?”
Cookie asked him before noticing Rosemary on the sofa.
“Oh, she’s lovely.”

“Her name’s Rosemary! I found her in the woods!”
Pudding explained happily as he stepped out of the kitchen with bowl in hand.

“Congratulations. Ehm, do you want me to help you make dinner?”
He then offered nicely.

“That would be lovely, my Soulmate and my best friend all together.”
Pudding nearly bounced clean off the ground for how happy he felt.

Together the two boys skipped into the kitchen and got to work putting together the best meal they could. In the end they made a medley of roasted vegetables and wild rice with a savoury yet delicately sweet sauce using wild fruit and Sunshine Berries. As well as a huge cake for dessert! Cookie set the table while Pudding put the food out ready to serve. Once they were ready Pudding sat Rosemary down on his lap. He used one hand to keep her balanced while the other held his fork. Thankfully the food only needed one hand.

“So, how did you two meet?” Cookie asked.

“It was so romantic! I was on my way to watch the clouds and the sunset when I found her camping out in the woods. We shared some brownies and talked for a while under the sky before realising we were Soulmates. She needed a place to stay and was getting cold so I scooped her up and took her straight to the Nurse to fix her owies.”

“Aw that’s so nice. I wish when I went to pick flowers my Soulmate would appear.”
Cookie replied with a flick of his fork.

“You will find them one day, and when you do you will never even remember what it was like before you had them. I know I've only had Rosemary for a few hours but it’s like we’ve known each other forever. She loves hot baths like I do, and looks great in a fluffy sweater. Oh and she smells so nice.”

“She’s quite the pretty bunny. And very sleepy?”
Cookie said as he noticed she had been asleep this entire time.

“Oh it’s her owie, she’s gotta sleep for a very very long time.”

“Poor thing, to miss so much time with her Soulmate. Oh and how will she eat?”

“Oh that’s easy, I learned how from the birdies.”

Pudding reached over to Rosemary’s plate and took several bites of her food until his mouth was full. He chewed it all into a paste before pushing his mouth against Rosemary’s and feeding her everything. Once he pulled away he wiped her chin with his thumb and rubbed it clean against her tongue.

“Aw, that's so cute.” Cookie squeaked.

“A good meal, a hot bath, and a lot of love can cure any illness.”
Pudding said as he continued eating.

“Blessings to Jelai for giving you a new, very romantic, Purpose to follow.”

Cookie stayed just long enough to help wash up the dishes before going down to help with the upcoming celebrations. Pudding meanwhile stayed with Rosemary to themselves ready. He took out a pristine robe from his closet and showed it to her proudly.

“For festivals and fun times we must wear the same robes, so says Jelai. I’ve saved your robe ever since I was a little Pudding cup so it might not fit right.”
Pudding said before lining it up against Rosemary’s body.

“It’s very close but the hem should just cover your special areas.”

From his bedside cabinet he produced a sewing kit. Pudding then sat himself down on the edge of the bed and quickly fixed the size of the robe. He lined it up against her once more to check before stripping her down and wrapping the robe around her body. His heart fluttered at the sight of her wearing the colours of Jelai.

Pudding slipped on his own robe and centred the wooden amulet around his neck.
He picked up Rosemary in his arms and took the elevator down.

On the southside of the Central Gardens sits the Festival Grounds, a mostly blanket space of neatly cut grass, picnic tables and a few trees. In the centre of this space was a ring of stones and a massive burning bonfire. The wood and flowers that crackled within the flame produced a sweet smell that warmed the soul and got the blood flowing. As Pudding arrived there were already many strutting around the fire or making out under the trees.

As soon as the pair got close however everybody’s eyes turned to them and everybody got up to greet them. A crown of flowers were thrown over their heads and handfuls of petals were tossed into the air as the two travelled across the small grounds towards a tall masked figure standing on the other side of the fire. Along the way many reached out and touched them with their fingers, a single brief moment of contact to let the new pair know that all of the Commune supported them.

As they stood in front of the tall figure everybody else took a step back before bowing over with their hands placed on their knees. All of their eyes turned low and ears dropped down in a relaxed state. The masked figure spoke, his words loud and yet delicate as he spoke warmly.

“Together in mind, together in flesh, together in soul. Pudding and Rosemary are no longer two drifting seeds but one beautiful sapling that will continue to grow eternally. Jelai approves of your union, and Jelai blesses your bond. Go with sweetness, young lovers.”

The masked figure tore the amulet from Pudding’s neck and threw it into the fire. Pudding then placed Rosemary down so he could remove his robe and hers. After picking her back up he turned to the crowd as they erupted into joy.

Baskets of flower petals were thrown with such vigour that the grounds became a blizzard. Several approached and began to paint Rosemary and Pudding with pink and yellow symbols. A rune meant to bless them with love was painted on their foreheads, and the complete symbol of the soul, the icon of Jelai, was drawn onto their chests. All over their bodies, hands did wander as they painted bands and dots and symbols of love and passion.

Once the paintings were done others came to give gifts. Small morsels of chocolate and candy that were fed by hand, invitation to come swap partners at any time, and ribbons that were tied around Rosemary and Pudding’s tails. With gifts and countless words of praise given the drummers began to play and soon everybody was dancing in circles around the fire. Many held hands but due to Pudding needing to carry Rosemary he chose to dance in circles between the chains of joyous bodies. Soon the blizzard of petals fell still but the fire grew even more fragrant as they burned up. The air became rich and heads began to swim and spin as a playful giddiness overtook the hopping, dancing, kissing crowds. Soulmates embraced and fell onto the grass where they began to make love without shame or restraint.

With his body burning and his head feeling as weightless as his soul, he took Rosemary to a spot prepared next to the fire. The chains of dancing rabbits sealed the circle and began to move around and around as he ran his hands down his Soulmate’s body. Pudding whispered his love to her as he kissed her repeatedly. He tasted the sweat on her neck. And he smelled the heat that the fragrant fire had ignited within her. Lovingly, he stroked her fur and squeezed her tail as her legs fell limply to the side.

He was met with no resistance as they bonded, formed an eternal union, and seared each other’s love into the other’s soul. Pudding’s once dry lips were wet with sweat and drool as his whole body shook and tingled and burned. He loved her heat. He adored her body and worshipped the pleasure that she had surrendered to him. All around them the Commune sang drunkenly and danced in flowing circles. Pudding’s eyes were a blur and he could see nothing but the glow of the fire and sparks of pink and yellow dancing around him as he continued to give and give and give his love to Rosemary.

His every breath marked a second of purest pleasure.
With every beat of his heart he drank all he could from her.
And when he could drink no more he drowned himself instead.
He gave her his heat, smearing the paint with shades of white.
And still he continued to give.

The fires continued to burn and Pudding’s passions were glowing just as brightly.
All around him the dancing and singing rabbits broke away from the circle and began to disrobe. Hundreds of hands pawed at hundreds of sweat marked bodies as they moved like the tide and washed across the Festival Grounds like an ocean of carnal desires. Soon the paint marking Rosemary and Pudding began to melt and as it did so they also dissolved into the crowd. Pudding was no longer an incomplete being that had to watch from the shore, he was now one with the Commune. Another giggling, smiling, drooling, face out of countless. Pudding felt loved and he felt complete.

Spent but not exhausted, Pudding’s head cleared as he gave one last gift of his love to Rosemary. He knew not how long their glorious union had lasted but it was more than he could have ever desired. Feeling a growing need to breath he picked up her sweat soaked body and took her away from the fire. Gingerly he stepped around the bodies entwined at his feet and once he reached a tree some distance away he felt a new found clarity blossoming.

The night air was refreshingly cold compared to the fire and the air was so much clearer here. Pudding breathed deep before sitting himself down under a tree and cuddling himself against Rosemary. She felt warm against his fur and he delighted in wetting his dry lips with her body.

“Hey friend. Are we interrupting your bonding?” Cake asked as her and Carrot approached.
The pair had a content and glowing look from enjoying each other deeply.

“No, no, not at all! I was just taking a breather before heading back. I know it’s still early but I want to make sure the rest of the night is as comfortable as possible for her.” Pudding said before nuzzling his nose against hers.

“You’re such a charmer.” Cake purred as her robe slipped off one shoulder.
“If you need a bit of help getting it to line up, try putting one of those pillows under her hips.”
She then suggested while making gestures with her hands.

“And try some green tea, it will get your fire burning again real fast.”
Carrot spoke up shyly as he rubbed his sister’s hand with his thumb.

“Thank you! I’m sorry for leaving so soon, I do hope you have fun.”
Pudding said as he stood up and adjusted Rosemary’s robe.

“Oh we’ve had a lot of fun already but what’s a bit more, eh, Carrot?”
Cake teased as she nudged her shoulder against him.

“Indeed, it is the proper time to go a bit wild.”
Carrot blushed in reply.

“And if you are ever in the mood for something different, do come knocking.”
Cake said playfully to Pudding before sticking her tongue at him.

Pudding giggled in reply and gave her a very enthusiastic nod. He was still drunk on the woody perfume soaking into the air and his body had never been more aroused in his entire life. With a few staggered steps and some more giggles, Pudding and Rosemary slipped away to spend the rest of the night making as much love as they could physically manage. ", "pools_count": 3, "title": "Pantry 1 - Pudding", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "15", "views": "3051" }