Extremely Indulgent Tales

“Bang-Bunny Adventures”
“Eric's Scholastic Screw: Part One”

Eric strode down the hallway with purpose. The moment the brown bunny boy stepped off the bus, he knew exactly how he was going to spend the day at school. His grades were all stable, if not exceptional, his homework was caught up in full, and with this new understanding of his 'gift,' he saw no reason not to take more than a few liberties. His package was already noticeable under normal conditions—a comically large bulge in the crotch of his shorts, looking like he was smuggling a small melon—but now it was starting to become burdensome. Slowly growing and bouncing with every step, his libido mirrored his growing excitement over his first stop of the day. Finally, the bunny boy reached his destination, a classroom labeled 4A, and looked inside. Students sat at their desks, most attentively doing classwork, some chatting, one was on her phone. Across from the door, little more than five or six paces, was the teachers' desk at the head of the room. 

And there she was. Mrs. Roberts! Tall, beautiful, and practically bursting out of her clothes with bodacious bovine curves! The buttons of the white blouse holding in her huge rack appeared to do so as if by magic, and her black skirt, while of acceptable length, was stretched taut against her bombastic butt. The mottled, monochrome pattern of her black and white fur was dazzling to the senses, and her deep blue eyes drew Eric in like an undertow. She was wearing thick-rimmed glasses that shone almost as bright as the ivory-white tips of her horns poking out of her done-up, reddish-brown hair. The bunny boy's shorts grew even more agonizingly tight at the sight of her, and his heart raced. This had been a long time coming.

Mrs. Roberts caught sight of Eric out of the corner of her eye and looked up from her desk. “Mister Karits,” she asked, in her usual formal manner, “what are you doing out in the hall? Your class is over in 7B.”

“I know, Missus Roberts, but,” Eric began, stifling his excitement and adopting a more non-nonchalant demeanor, “I have a bit of a problem, you see. A problem I really need your help with.”

Her eyebrows raised slightly, and she turned in her swiveling chair toward him. “Oh? What kind of,” her eyes found his package—damn near ready to explode out of his shorts—and her eyes widened, her brow raising much higher, “prrrroblem...?”

He very much welcomed her reaction. It dispelled any lingering doubt of his plans falling through. The bunny cub walked up to the side of her desk so his bulge was hidden from the rest of the class and placed his hands on it. “It's a little embarrassing, really,” he whispered, “whenever I think about you, my shorts get really uncomfortable and distracting~.” He gently bounced his aching bulge for emphasis.

“Oh... oh my~, I mean...” Mrs. Roberts fumbled with her thoughts, clearly just as distracted, “do... you think about me often?” Wait, where'd that come from? This whole situation was inappropriate. Maybe it just slipped out.

“Uh huh,” Eric nodded, “a lot.” He paused, thinking of a follow-up, then said, “especially when I touch myself~.”

“Ah-... I... I see,” the cow milf stammered, taken aback by his boldness. She started blushing, and was having more and more trouble keeping here eyes off his shorts. What was she doing?! Her chest was getting unaccountably hot, and she felt sweat between her thighs—at least, she hoped it was sweat. He should be marching his butt to the office by now, but instead of a terse reproach, what left her lips was, “you were right to ask me for assistance~.” WHAT THE FUCK?! What's going on?!

“Thanks,” Eric said, hands going for his zipper. The busty bovine babe's eyes were glued to the bunny cub's crotch as he—neither quickly nor slowly—undid his shorts and released his constrained monster cock with a sigh of relief. “I... whew... I really hope you can help me out.”

It was a few seconds before Mrs. Roberts realized she was drooling, and a few more before she wiped it away. Her reluctance and discipline were waning, replaced with astonishment and a deep, potent heat in her groin. The young rabbit's enormous member stood erect in front of her—just as, or bigger, than her bull husband's! That last thought drew her gaze to her left hand, and the ring upon it. Looking at the brushed gold band should have made her stop this nonsense. It should have reinforced her principles and cast cold clarity over her baser urges. To her horror, what it did instead was make her consider whether or not to remove it before she practically threw herself at this boy-cub! She opted to leave it on, the flagrant infidelity adding to the sheer taboo thrill she was slowly-but-surely giving in to. The teacher slid down out of her chair and onto her knees behind the desk and, biting her lip beckoned to the rabbit with a finger. Bingo!

Eric stepped closer and let the mystified milf-cow take his giant dick in both hands. She got a firm grip of it, making the boy-stud grunt, and slowly worked her hands up and down its length. “There,” she sighed, careful not to raise her voice very much, “is that feeling better, Eric? May I call you Eric?”

“Y-yeah, and- Oooo~. That feels great, Missus R,” he replied, not bothering to quiet himself, knowing full well nothing would interrupt them. He leaned into the motion, gently thrusting his bunny-boner in the teacher's hands as she worked it. Their breathing grew heavier and both of them started to become red in the face. Eric moved in closer and reached out to feel her huge bust, almost too big to get a grip of through her shirt. The bunny's penis felt harder than steel, being this close to one of the women he's had wet and sticky dreams about for years! Sure, his mother was a helluva fuck and more, but Eric found his tastes rapidly expanding now that there were virtually no risks involved, and he didn't see why he shouldn't have more than one milf-mate!

Mrs. Roberts' body got hotter and hotter as she massaged the enormous rabbit rod. Her eyes flashed  and she felt a distinct wetness in her nethers when she noticed the glistening drop of clear fluid ooze out of the tip. Without hesitation, she bent her head forward to get a taste, lapping up the sweet boy-nectar with her large tongue. The sugary-sweet flavor made the voice in her head screaming at her to stop get quieter and quieter. The cow-milf started to wonder if he liked the feel of her breasts, or more importantly, why her shirt was even still on. Without a word, she released her grip on Eric's boyhood, grabbed the join of her blouse, and ripped it open! Buttons popped and flew past the bunny's head and out into the hall, and her mondo-melons poured out, barely contained by her black-satin bra. Wait, wasn't that shirt, like, forty dollars? Who fucking cared! This giant cubby cock was all that mattered, that and wrapping it in her big, milky tits! She pulled off the remains of her top and swiftly unhooked her bra, tossing it away.

“Wooooah mama~...” Eric gasped, his jaw dropped. Now THOSE were some mega Moo-Moo-Milkers! Bigger than either of their heads, Mrs. Roberts' jugs were covered in the same delicious patterns as the rest of her body, and had big, yummy-looking nipples topping wide, pretty-pink areolae.

She reached up and released some tie or clasp holding her air up, then looked down. “Oh dear~,” the teacher huffed, her face flushed, “I appear to be leaking.” Milk dripped and ran down the huge curves of her rack.

“Suh-, So am I~,” the bunny breathed, drooling from his mouth and member.

Mrs. Roberts' knees started getting sore on the ground, so she climbed up into her chair. She either didn't notice or didn't care that this would expose her to the rest of the class, at least from the chest up. She took Eric by the hand and helped him climb onto her wide lap, where he spread his legs wide and let his rabbit rod get lost between her jumbo-jugs! Without hesitation, the bunny boy took one of her breasts and planted his mouth over the nipple. The creamy flavor and smooth texture of her milk made Eric's mind go blank!

Mrs Roberts gasped. The combination of his warm, wet mouth, the thrill of having an audience to her adultery, and the sight of his enormous penis poking out of her cleavage finally silenced her inhibitions completely. Finally Mrs. Roberts—strict educator, dutiful wife and caring mother of four—gave herself a taste of this bunny-cub's huge dick!

Sucking, slobbering and grunting through her nose, the cock-hungry cow-milf held nothing back! She twirled her wide tongue all about the three or so inches of boy-meat that stuck out from between her milk-heavy tits. However, Eric had been at full mast since he walked into the classroom, and with the earlier handjob having edged him on, the already short fuse of his libido immediately ran out! Unable to warn her—what with his mouth full of milky moo-moo titty—Eric's super-soaker unloaded inside the teacher's mouth like a fire hose! Her beautiful bovine face expressed shock, her eyes widening and brows  shooting upward as her cheeks filled with baby-jelly. Unprepared for such an explosive release, Mrs. Roberts' eyes rolled back as she tried in vain to guzzle down his seed. The excess goo sprayed out past her stretched lips and all over her breasts. After the flood of cum had ceased, she slowly pulled her mouth off his slowly shrinking cock and let her head hang back as she reclined in the chair. Eric slid down off the chair and laid down on his back—a huge, brainless smile pulled at the corners of his open, panting mouth. “Tha...” he began, before taking a breath and trying again, “that was awesome~...”

“I'm- urp!” Mrs. Roberts burped, “glad I could... help.” She regained her breath, then looked down at the bunny. His member had barely shrank. “Do you... think you can... help me? In the teacher's lounge~?”