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","writing":"Time passed without much way to tell how long, not that Dakota minded. Even tied up, the rest helped him relax from everything that happened. His balls still hurt, making the bunny wonder just how long it'd take for them to heal. The doorbell echoed from outside his parents' room, leaving the rabbit to guess that pizza had arrived. \n\nDakota shuffled himself around the bed to get a better look at the doorway, eagerly awaiting his sister to come in any minute and untie him so he could eat. It only just occurred to him how hungry he was, though in his defense the testicular pain overshadowed the rumbling in his stomach. He tried sitting up, but with how his balls were pulled behind his legs he just put pressure on them, something they didn't need. Lily would untie him, he was sure of it.\n\nMinutes passed and Lily didn't come inside. He heard laughter echo from the other side, mixed in with ramblings that even his rabbit ears couldn't pick up from so far away. He could pick a few choice words; boys, school, tests, something involving boats, but nothing he could form a sentence with. She didn't forget him, right?\n\nThe young rabbit stared up to the ceiling, trying to push out anything he could hear that strengthened his worry. Lily would come back, she couldn't just leave him here. Though she did let Daisy stick needles into his balls, apparently as a reward for taking all those hits to them while he ate Sasha out. Tilting his head, Dakota saw the needles laid out in the corner of the bed. He rolled over and kicked them away, hoping the girls wouldn't think about trying them again. \n\nThis whole week had been hell, or at least it should have been for him. His dick had been locked up, been forced to dress in old girl clothes and do chores, and he'd drank not only his sister's piss but that of her friends also. Despite all of this, Dakota felt that if he wasn't locked away, his dick bone would be surging right now. Lily used to be that older annoying sister who always outshined him. Despite her girly habits, she could always out wrestle him or beat him in a race, making his friends think his tomboy sister was more a boy than him. He resented her for it and imagining her as just a girl might have been why he toyed with her panties.\n\nBut this week he saw her in a different light. She had this look to her whenever she made him do something. A fire in her eyes that Dakota, if it weren't more the blackmail, would have run from. At first, he figured it was fear. But his dreams differed. She appeared to him as he slept, haunting even his rest with her dominance. It was almost like before her boobs started growing, back when he just had an older sibling instead of an older sister.\n\nWith a turn of the doorknob, he fidgeted back into position, still laying helplessly with his arms and legs bound by bondage rope. Lily came in, holding a slice of pizza on a plate and carrying a soft smile on her face, ``Hello, loser. Rest well?''\n\nHe nodded as she set the plate down next to him, letting the scent pepperoni and extra cheese waive into his nose. ``That's good,'' she said, untying his legs, ``Wouldn't want my sissy outside of tip-top condition,'' legs free, Dakota spread them as she hoisted him to his butt, wincing as his balls touched the bed.\n\n``Hmm, let me take a look,'' she insisted, not that he could say no with the gag in his mouth. Or ever, with how she made him her bitch. Some concern etched itself onto her face as she poked and prodded his swollen balls, ``Hmm...these don't look too good. I think we'll just avoid your nuts for the rest of the evening,'' she pulled out the gag from his lips, cupping his mouth with one hand and holding the pizza in the other, ``Now, what do we say?''\n\n``T-'' he struggled to speak in her grip, ``Thank you, Mistress Lily,'' \n\n``That's a good little wimp,'' she smiled, spitting into the pizza before bringing it to his lips, ``Now, open up.''\n\n``But...my arms are-'' Sharp eyes cut him off while her own claws dug into him slightly. He opened his mouth, letting her shove a bit of the pizza in before he took a bite. Lily held him steady while feeding her little brother, licking her lips as he swallowed the saliva covered slice. \n\n``How did it taste, sissy?''\n\nDakota swallowed the crust, ``Good, Mistress.''\n\n``Good, good,'' she said, untying his arms, ``Now come along, we still have a few movies to watch.''\n\nThe rest of the evening went by without any pain. Plenty of humiliation though, as Dakota acted as a personal urinal for each of the girls throughout the night before bed. Trudy seemed to use him the most, constantly drinking water throughout the night just to excuse herself to use his mouth. Or to get her off, she seemed to enjoy that more than Sasha, much to the fox's pleasure of bringing it up to her friend.\n\nSoon each of the girls found themselves yawning and nodding off. Lily called it a night, pulling out each pulling out their sleeping bags. Lily grabbed Dakota as he walked off, ``Where are you going, sissy?''\n\n``My bed...Mistress Lily,''\n\n``Bed? Who said you had a bed?'' she stepped up to him, ginger hair hanging loosely as she towered over him, ``Besides, what if we need a bathroom break in the middle of the night?'' \n\n``I...but...'' he pointed to the stairs, ``But...'' Lily's smirk told him enough, letting his head fall in defeat. Lily patted it softly, ``That's a good sissy. Strip.''\n\nHe blinked, staring in confusion before Lily slapped him, ``I said strip, bitch.''\n\nWith urgency, he pulled off the blue girly clothes he'd been wearing, stripping down till only the cage hung from his body as his last remaining garment. Lily turned him around and strapped some cuffs to his wrists, locking his hands behind his back. \n\n``There we go,'' she cooed, reaching from behind him to toy with his cage, ``Now, if anyone needs you, you're to follow their demands to the letter. Understand?''\n\nHe nodded, already praying that being a urinal would be the most he'd have to worry about this evening. Dakota shivered as he drifted to sleep, naked with only the carpet to his back for warmth while the rest of the girls slept snug in their sleeping bags. When none of the girls stirred to use him, the rabbit took it as a sign to really drift into the night.\n\nA hoof to his gut woke him up, ``Who said you could have a blanket?!'' Daisy shouted, kicking him again. Dakota put himself in the fetal position to guard his stomach, trying to process what the donkey had accused him of. Sunlight hit his eyes as he scanned the room, with the rest of the girls watching him idly as Daisy kicked him again.\n\n``Your mistress didn't give you a blanket,'' Daisy said, smiling wickedly as she grabbed his hair and pulled him up, ``You think you can just take one?''\n\n``I-'' a cloved hand hit his face before he could answer, ``Did I say you could talk, bitch?'' \n\nDakota bit his lip, holding in the grunts from Daisy's repeated strikes, ``You're nothing but a pathetic little toy. You think you can just-''\n\nLily grabbed her hand, ``That's enough,'' she growled. Daisy looked up, her smile fading, ``What, you want your sissy to break the rules?''\n\n``Punishing my bitch is my responsibility, not yours,'' she broke the donkey's grip on her brother, ``Besides, if you break him we can't have any fun today.''\n\nFrustration still plain across the donkey's face, she let go and stared over to Trudy, ``You didn't give him the blanket, did you?''\n\nShe shook her head. Sighing, the donkey just stood up and pulled a shift over her bra, ``Whatever. I'm going to have some cereal.''\n\nLily forced Dakota to his hands and knees as the girls went off to the kitchen, pulling the boy by his headfur as they made their way to the kitchen. Milk and cereal had already been pulled out among the girls. Dakota reached for a chair, but Lily kept him to the ground.\n\n``Who said you get a seat?'' she said, placing a bowl in front of him and filling it to the brim with cereal. He looked up for milk, only to see Lily spreading her legs before him. A golden stream poured down from her, splashing into the bowl and filling it.\n\n``Eat up, sissy.'' she said, leaving him without a spoon for his breakfast. By this point, the smell of piss didn't phase him, letting the rabbit dig into the bowl without much worry. While he ate, the girls talked about what they could do today, apparently having the entire day to do things before the girls had to return home. They talked in hushed whispers, but the name ``Clyde'' came up a few times, followed by soft laughter.\n\nLily's foot pushed him over, pressing against his face as he tried to stand, ``So, my friends and I have something special planned just for you as punishment for your little blanket escapade, but we need to make you look really nice for it. So I want you to crawl to mom and dad's bathroom and wait for us there, on your knees, understood?''\n\n``Yes, m-Mistress,'' he whimpered, taking to his hands and knees and inching to his parents' room like a feral. Tears swelled and his lip quivered, every bone in his body told him to hate this while all the girls watched his bunny tush sway.\n\nExcept for one, locked away with Lily holding the only key.\n\nHe didn't have to wait in the bathroom for long. The foursome of girls came in quickly, with Sasha carrying a bag of beauty products and Lily grabbing some from their mother's closet. Trudy stood in the corner, twiddling her thumbs nervously while Daisy began to pull the clothes from Dakota's body. \n\n``Trudy, go get a chair,'' the donkey ordered, digging her cloves through the young rabbit's blonde hair. The badger followed along, only having Lily hold her off, ``Let me do it. I just had a great idea for it.''\n\nHis eyes quivered at the sight of the big wolf dildo his sister carried, with Trudy behind her bringing a stool. The older bunny propped the suction cup ended toy onto the chair, thankfully smearing lube onto it, before grabbing her brother by the shoulder. Daisy held his other, and with a strength he couldn't resist, both girls impaled him onto the plastic toy. \n\n``Sasha, hand me the Panic.''\n\n``Um,'' the fox girl searched through the bag, ``Don't you need to bleach his hair first?'' she asked, handing a jar of pink stuff with a `Manic Panic' logo across it. Daisy snatched it out of Sasha's hands, ``He's blonde, plenty bleached if you ask me.''\n\nA tight, latex glove wrapped, grip held his muzzle, ``Just so you know, this wasn't meant for you. I was hoping to finally dye Lily's hair tonight, but she felt it fit you better. So you better be thankful.''\n\n``T-thank you, Mistress Daisy.''\n\n``Mistress Daisy?'' she chuckled while undoing the container, ``You know, I like the sound of that.''\n\nEveryone watched on as the donkey slathered hair dye over Dakota's headfur. Daisy worked roughly with his scalp, digging her cloved hands into his head and pulling his ears whenever he struggled. The dildo in his ass didn't do him any favors, succeeding in making him squirm whenever the donkey shifted his head for a better view of her work. Dakota could see some concern across his sister's face in her reflection, but it had been hidden by an overwhelming flush.\n\n``So girls, what do ya think?''\n\nThe rabbit looked at his reflection, taking note of the rather uneven pink color that had covered his naturally blonde headfur. He didn't like it, and not because of the color. The color wasn't his favorite, but how uneven it came out made him wish they'd just cut it off. He might do that when the week ended, when normalcy returned. \n\n``Seems a bit...off,'' Lily commented, leaving Daisy to huff, ``Well, it's short notice.''\n\n``I told you, should have bleached.''\n\n``Go suck a dick, Sasha!'' Daisy stormed off to the corner, ``It's cool, you all just don't see it.''\n\n``Whatever, my turn,'' Sasha sauntered over to Lily, ``Hey, on a scale of one to ten, how much do you care about your old clothes for him?''\n\nLily raised a brow, ``Why?''\n\n``Becuuuase none of them fit my idea, and I was hoping to make a few adjustments,'' she clasped her hands together, ``Please? You'll love it!''\n\nRolling her eyes, the older rabbit sighed and nodded, ``Fine, but only if I'm with you. Some of them I actually like.'' \n\n``Thank you, thank you, thank you!'' she grabbed Lily and raced off. Being stronger than the fox, Lily had no problem holding herself in place, facing Trudy as Sasha desperately pulled her friend away, ``Trudy, you can do your thing. Just be ready to stop when we get back.''\n\nEyes lighting up, the badger nodded furiously as the two sped off. Daisy later walked after them, hands deep in her jacket and a grumble muttering seeping from her lips, leaving Dakota alone with the badger. \n\nWith a spring in her step, she hummed a joyful little tune while pulling out a bag of assorted makeup and tools. ``Do you have any preference?''\n\n``I-'' she slapped him with an open palm, ``That was rhetorical, bitch,'' she said, her tone cutting deep into his stinging flesh. She held his maw in one hand, forcefully pushing his face back and forth, and up and down to analyze him.\n\n``The nerve of Daisy,'' she said, ``She thinks she's so tough and cool, but she can't even prep hair dye without her sweet mommies help.'' she giggled, pulling out a pair of red lipstick, ``Well, least I can do is make a sissy like you presentable. I wish I could give you a more refined look, but Sasha is gonna dress you up like a slut, and a refined mask with slutty clothes is just going to make me want to suffocate Sasha in her sleep.''\n\nPursing his lips, the badger carefully applied the red lipstick to his lips, her own face mimicking his while she worked. Smiling in satisfaction, she worked her way towards additional makeup, from eyeshadow, eyeliner, and fake eyebrows, to grooming his cheek fur to help bring out what she called his feminine charm. \n\n``God, you're so pathetic,'' she teased, grinding a knee against his cage while she worked, ``Aren't you supposed to be a boy? Boys are supposed to be strong, playing the knight who saves the princess from the evil dragon. Yet here you are, letting me pretty you up like a whore while you've got your mommy's thick toy up your ass.''\n\nShe stepped back to admire her work, ``Hmm...normally I prefer a more refined look, but I think I did a good job. What about you, sissy?''\n\nDakota looked into the reflection as she searched through the bathroom, mumbling something about polish. He didn't recognize the rabbit staring back at him. Aside from the blue eyes, nothing common showed. The pink hair, the eyeshadow and fake lashes that he felt whenever he blinked, paired with the deep red lipstick. He reached for his face, hesitating over whether to touch it for fear of Trudy's wrath or if he even wanted to remove it. He shivered, this time not because of the dildo up his ass. \n\n``Well?'' Trudy asked, grabbing his hands, ``Do you think I did good, sissy?''\n\n``Y-yes, Mistress Trudy.''\n\n``Princess,'' she corrected, ``Princess Trudy.''\n\n``Yes, Princess Trudy,''\n\n``Good girl,'' she pulled his hand closer, taking a seat next to him and putting a bottle of nail polish on the counter, ``Your mother has an extensive collection. At first I thought about using my special glitter princess pink, but that just wouldn't fit Sasha's slutty choices. But I think `Fuck me' Red works perfectly.'' \n\nDakota held his hands steady as she lathered the red polish across his dull claws. Despite how close his fur was to them, the Badger skillfully avoided staining his fur of his fingers with any polish. She hummed along as she did so, lost in a little trance that the young rabbit did his best not to break. \n\n``There, just like a whore,'' she giggled when putting the finishing touches on his other hand, ``Now at least you'll match whatever trampy outfit Sasha has in mind. Aren't I thoughtful?''\n\nHe nodded, earning a quick stomp on his foot, ``Tell me I'm thoughtful, sissy.''\n\n``You're very thoughtful, Tr-Princess Trudy,'' he squeaked. The Badger?s warm smile returned though it didn't bring the comfort from earlier, ``That's a good little whore,'' she said.\n\n``Princess Trudy, huh?'' Lily said. Sasha and Daisy snickered behind her, while Trudy's face turned red as she turned away from the trio. Dakota felt his sister's hand on his cheek, forcing him to face her with both real and applied blush.\n\n``Don't you just look adorable. Like a hooker in those 80's action movies you watch.'' she sneered, ``Princess Trudy certainly knows what she's doing.''\n\nSasha tossed some clothes to the floor, ``Blah, blah, blah,'' she said, grabbing Dakota by his arms and pulling him off the dildo with a slimy pop, ``Can we dress him up already? I didn't bedazzle your old clothes just because it was fun.''\n\n``Why do you even have a bedazzler?'' Daisy asked, grabbing the little bun by his hair and forcing him upward.\n\n``Because clothes that say what I want don't come in my size yet. So I gotta improvise. Duh.'' she said, first picking out a pair of pink panties that had been thinned out to look like a thong, ``Step through, sissy,''\n\nThe fox girl worked her magic, pushing Dakota through cut-up remains of Lily's old clothes. What was once a pink shirt had become a long-sleeved crop top, leaving his belly exposed, and a quick look in the mirror showed him the letters F A and G tacked on with sparkling rhinestones, not that he knew what fag meant. An old see-through ballerina skirt had been wrapped around his waist and cut down to barely inch past the bulge his cage made.\n\n``It's missing something,'' Sasha held her chin as she paced around the bun, looking at him like a mannequin, ``Hmm...Trudy, I need your socks.''\n\n``W-what? Why?'' \n\n``Not like you're wearing them, not since he put them in his mouth,'' \n\n``But...they're my socks.''\n\n``Trudy,'' Daisy stepped up to the badger, towering over the self-proclaimed princess, ``Just get the damn socks, I want to see what Sasha can actually come up with when she isn't thinking about sex.''\n\nSasha smiled at Daisy's backhanded compliment, ``Thank you,'' \n\nThe badger's pink and blue striped socks had already dried by the time they had Dakota wear them. Being smaller than Trudy, they stretched closer to his panties than Sasha had hoped, given her expression from Dakota's point of view. The fox returned to pacing around him, openly pondering about how something was missing. \n\nLily had the answer, returning from dad's closet with a black choker with the word `Sissy' stitched into it in sparkling letters. Sasha squealed, moving to take it from the rabbit's hand only to be pushed away, ``He's my sissy, so I'm collaring him,'' she stated, unbuckling the collar. Dakota's breaths shortened as the collar pressed against his skin. Heartbeat speeding up, spine-shivering in warmth, and his cage twitched as Lily's hands locked the collar around him. His neck wasn't big enough for it to fully fit, even at the tightest buckle, so it just hung from his neck.\n\nNot that bothered any of the girls.\n\n``Oh my gosh, he's perfect!'' Sasha squealed.\n\n``She's perfect,'' Lily corrected, pulling her brother in, ``She's a good little sissy,''\n\nIn spite of everything, Dakota looked up to his sister with a soft smile. Any rage he felt seeped away with her praise, if only for a moment as she held him tight. \n\n``Can I take the picture now?'' Daisy asked. Lily nodded, leaning down to her brother and whispering, ``Stand up straight and expose your little cage, sissy. Daisy here wants to show her big brother something good.''\n\nEyes closed, neck tightening in nerves, he followed. Lifting his skirt with one hand, and pulling out his still sensitive locked cage with the other, the bunny let everyone see.\n\n``Don't look away. Open a smile, bitch,'' Daisy demanded. A look from Lily told him he had to, so he did. Forcing a smile as he stared into the camera at the back of the donkey girl's phone. One flash later, and she pulled her phone closer to her face, chuckling at whatever she saw.\n\n``Oh the fag is going to love this,'' she said, typing away at her phone. A few minutes passed by, the room eerily quiet, as though everyone except Dakota had been waiting for something. His sister's fingers dug into his shoulder, but he didn't mind. Out of all the girls, her tight grips was the one he preferred. \n\nA new message pinged from Daisy's phone, ``He'll be here in thirty,'' she giggled, typing away to her phone. Dakota may have not been the smartest kid in his class, but he could put two and two together. Trembling, he looked up to Lily in the hopes that whatever he thought was coming wasn't true. Her smile confirmed his fears, ``Oh, don't worry, bitch. I'm gonna make sure you're nice and ready for Clyde.'' \n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Time passed without much way to tell how long, not that Dakota minded.  Even tied up, the rest helped him relax from everything that happened.  His balls still hurt, making the bunny wonder just how long it'd take for them to heal.  The doorbell echoed from outside his parents' room, leaving the rabbit to guess that pizza had arrived.  

Dakota shuffled himself around the bed to get a better look at the doorway, eagerly awaiting his sister to come in any minute and untie him so he could eat.  It only just occurred to him how hungry he was, though in his defense the testicular pain overshadowed the rumbling in his stomach.  He tried sitting up, but with how his balls were pulled behind his legs he just put pressure on them, something they didn't need.  Lily would untie him, he was sure of it.

Minutes passed and Lily didn't come inside.  He heard laughter echo from the other side, mixed in with ramblings that even his rabbit ears couldn't pick up from so far away.  He could pick a few choice words; boys, school, tests, something involving boats, but nothing he could form a sentence with.  She didn't forget him, right?

The young rabbit stared up to the ceiling, trying to push out anything he could hear that strengthened his worry.  Lily would come back, she couldn't just leave him here.  Though she did let Daisy stick needles into his balls, apparently as a reward for taking all those hits to them while he ate Sasha out.  Tilting his head, Dakota saw the needles laid out in the corner of the bed.  He rolled over and kicked them away, hoping the girls wouldn't think about trying them again.  

This whole week had been hell, or at least it should have been for him.  His dick had been locked up, been forced to dress in old girl clothes and do chores, and he'd drank not only his sister's piss but that of her friends also.  Despite all of this, Dakota felt that if he wasn't locked away, his dick bone would be surging right now.  Lily used to be that older annoying sister who always outshined him.  Despite her girly habits, she could always out wrestle him or beat him in a race, making his friends think his tomboy sister was more a boy than him.  He resented her for it and imagining her as just a girl might have been why he toyed with her panties.

But this week he saw her in a different light.  She had this look to her whenever she made him do something.  A fire in her eyes that Dakota, if it weren't more the blackmail, would have run from.  At first, he figured it was fear.  But his dreams differed.  She appeared to him as he slept, haunting even his rest with her dominance.  It was almost like before her boobs started growing, back when he just had an older sibling instead of an older sister.

With a turn of the doorknob, he fidgeted back into position, still laying helplessly with his arms and legs bound by bondage rope.  Lily came in, holding a slice of pizza on a plate and carrying a soft smile on her face, ``Hello, loser.  Rest well?''

He nodded as she set the plate down next to him, letting the scent pepperoni and extra cheese waive into his nose.  ``That's good,'' she said, untying his legs, ``Wouldn't want my sissy outside of tip-top condition,'' legs free, Dakota spread them as she hoisted him to his butt, wincing as his balls touched the bed.

``Hmm, let me take a look,'' she insisted, not that he could say no with the gag in his mouth.  Or ever, with how she made him her bitch.  Some concern etched itself onto her face as she poked and prodded his swollen balls, ``Hmm...these don't look too good.  I think we'll just avoid your nuts for the rest of the evening,'' she pulled out the gag from his lips, cupping his mouth with one hand and holding the pizza in the other, ``Now, what do we say?''

``T-'' he struggled to speak in her grip, ``Thank you, Mistress Lily,''

``That's a good little wimp,'' she smiled, spitting into the pizza before bringing it to his lips, ``Now, open up.''

``But...my arms are-'' Sharp eyes cut him off while her own claws dug into him slightly.  He opened his mouth, letting her shove a bit of the pizza in before he took a bite.  Lily held him steady while feeding her little brother, licking her lips as he swallowed the saliva covered slice.  

``How did it taste, sissy?''

Dakota swallowed the crust, ``Good, Mistress.''

``Good, good,'' she said, untying his arms, ``Now come along, we still have a few movies to watch.''

The rest of the evening went by without any pain.  Plenty of humiliation though, as Dakota acted as a personal urinal for each of the girls throughout the night before bed.  Trudy seemed to use him the most, constantly drinking water throughout the night just to excuse herself to use his mouth.  Or to get her off, she seemed to enjoy that more than Sasha, much to the fox's pleasure of bringing it up to her friend.

Soon each of the girls found themselves yawning and nodding off.  Lily called it a night, pulling out each pulling out their sleeping bags.  Lily grabbed Dakota as he walked off, ``Where are you going, sissy?''

``My bed...Mistress Lily,''

``Bed?  Who said you had a bed?'' she stepped up to him, ginger hair hanging loosely as she towered over him, ``Besides, what if we need a bathroom break in the middle of the night?''

``I...but...'' he pointed to the stairs, ``But...'' Lily's smirk told him enough, letting his head fall in defeat.  Lily patted it softly, ``That's a good sissy.  Strip.''

He blinked, staring in confusion before Lily slapped him, ``I said strip, bitch.''

With urgency, he pulled off the blue girly clothes he'd been wearing, stripping down till only the cage hung from his body as his last remaining garment.  Lily turned him around and strapped some cuffs to his wrists, locking his hands behind his back.  

``There we go,'' she cooed, reaching from behind him to toy with his cage, ``Now, if anyone needs you, you're to follow their demands to the letter.  Understand?''

He nodded, already praying that being a urinal would be the most he'd have to worry about this evening.  Dakota shivered as he drifted to sleep, naked with only the carpet to his back for warmth while the rest of the girls slept snug in their sleeping bags.  When none of the girls stirred to use him, the rabbit took it as a sign to really drift into the night.

A hoof to his gut woke him up, ``Who said you could have a blanket?!'' Daisy shouted, kicking him again.  Dakota put himself in the fetal position to guard his stomach, trying to process what the donkey had accused him of.  Sunlight hit his eyes as he scanned the room, with the rest of the girls watching him idly as Daisy kicked him again.

``Your mistress didn't give you a blanket,'' Daisy said, smiling wickedly as she grabbed his hair and pulled him up, ``You think you can just take one?''

``I-'' a cloved hand hit his face before he could answer, ``Did I say you could talk, bitch?''

Dakota bit his lip, holding in the grunts from Daisy's repeated strikes, ``You're nothing but a pathetic little toy.  You think you can just-''

Lily grabbed her hand, ``That's enough,'' she growled.  Daisy looked up, her smile fading, ``What, you want your sissy to break the rules?''

``Punishing my bitch is my responsibility, not yours,'' she broke the donkey's grip on her brother, ``Besides, if you break him we can't have any fun today.''

Frustration still plain across the donkey's face, she let go and stared over to Trudy, ``You didn't give him the blanket, did you?''

She shook her head.  Sighing, the donkey just stood up and pulled a shift over her bra, ``Whatever.  I'm going to have some cereal.''

Lily forced Dakota to his hands and knees as the girls went off to the kitchen, pulling the boy by his headfur as they made their way to the kitchen.  Milk and cereal had already been pulled out among the girls.  Dakota reached for a chair, but Lily kept him to the ground.

``Who said you get a seat?'' she said, placing a bowl in front of him and filling it to the brim with cereal.  He looked up for milk, only to see Lily spreading her legs before him.  A golden stream poured down from her, splashing into the bowl and filling it.

``Eat up, sissy.'' she said, leaving him without a spoon for his breakfast.  By this point, the smell of piss didn't phase him, letting the rabbit dig into the bowl without much worry.  While he ate, the girls talked about what they could do today, apparently having the entire day to do things before the girls had to return home.  They talked in hushed whispers, but the name ``Clyde'' came up a few times, followed by soft laughter.

Lily's foot pushed him over, pressing against his face as he tried to stand, ``So, my friends and I have something special planned just for you as punishment for your little blanket escapade, but we need to make you look really nice for it.  So I want you to crawl to mom and dad's bathroom and wait for us there, on your knees, understood?''

``Yes, m-Mistress,'' he whimpered, taking to his hands and knees and inching to his parents' room like a feral.  Tears swelled and his lip quivered, every bone in his body told him to hate this while all the girls watched his bunny tush sway.

Except for one, locked away with Lily holding the only key.

He didn't have to wait in the bathroom for long.  The foursome of girls came in quickly, with Sasha carrying a bag of beauty products and Lily grabbing some from their mother's closet.  Trudy stood in the corner, twiddling her thumbs nervously while Daisy began to pull the clothes from Dakota's body.  

``Trudy, go get a chair,'' the donkey ordered, digging her cloves through the young rabbit's blonde hair.  The badger followed along, only having Lily hold her off, ``Let me do it.  I just had a great idea for it.''

His eyes quivered at the sight of the big wolf dildo his sister carried, with Trudy behind her bringing a stool.  The older bunny propped the suction cup ended toy onto the chair, thankfully smearing lube onto it, before grabbing her brother by the shoulder.  Daisy held his other, and with a strength he couldn't resist, both girls impaled him onto the plastic toy.  

``Sasha, hand me the Panic.''

``Um,'' the fox girl searched through the bag, ``Don't you need to bleach his hair first?'' she asked, handing a jar of pink stuff with a `Manic Panic' logo across it.  Daisy snatched it out of Sasha's hands, ``He's blonde, plenty bleached if you ask me.''

A tight, latex glove wrapped, grip held his muzzle, ``Just so you know, this wasn't meant for you.  I was hoping to finally dye Lily's hair tonight, but she felt it fit you better.  So you better be thankful.''

``T-thank you, Mistress Daisy.''

``Mistress Daisy?'' she chuckled while undoing the container, ``You know, I like the sound of that.''

Everyone watched on as the donkey slathered hair dye over Dakota's headfur.  Daisy worked roughly with his scalp, digging her cloved hands into his head and pulling his ears whenever he struggled.  The dildo in his ass didn't do him any favors, succeeding in making him squirm whenever the donkey shifted his head for a better view of her work.  Dakota could see some concern across his sister's face in her reflection, but it had been hidden by an overwhelming flush.

``So girls, what do ya think?''

The rabbit looked at his reflection, taking note of the rather uneven pink color that had covered his naturally blonde headfur.  He didn't like it, and not because of the color.  The color wasn't his favorite, but how uneven it came out made him wish they'd just cut it off.  He might do that when the week ended, when normalcy returned.  

``Seems a bit...off,'' Lily commented, leaving Daisy to huff, ``Well, it's short notice.''

``I told you, should have bleached.''

``Go suck a dick, Sasha!'' Daisy stormed off to the corner, ``It's cool, you all just don't see it.''

``Whatever, my turn,'' Sasha sauntered over to Lily, ``Hey, on a scale of one to ten, how much do you care about your old clothes for him?''

Lily raised a brow, ``Why?''

``Becuuuase none of them fit my idea, and I was hoping to make a few adjustments,'' she clasped her hands together, ``Please?  You'll love it!''

Rolling her eyes, the older rabbit sighed and nodded, ``Fine, but only if I'm with you.  Some of them I actually like.''

``Thank you, thank you, thank you!'' she grabbed Lily and raced off.  Being stronger than the fox, Lily had no problem holding herself in place, facing Trudy as Sasha desperately pulled her friend away, ``Trudy, you can do your thing.  Just be ready to stop when we get back.''

Eyes lighting up, the badger nodded furiously as the two sped off.  Daisy later walked after them, hands deep in her jacket and a grumble muttering seeping from her lips, leaving Dakota alone with the badger.  

With a spring in her step, she hummed a joyful little tune while pulling out a bag of assorted makeup and tools.  ``Do you have any preference?''

``I-'' she slapped him with an open palm, ``That was rhetorical, bitch,'' she said, her tone cutting deep into his stinging flesh.  She held his maw in one hand, forcefully pushing his face back and forth, and up and down to analyze him.

``The nerve of Daisy,'' she said, ``She thinks she's so tough and cool, but she can't even prep hair dye without her sweet mommies help.'' she giggled, pulling out a pair of red lipstick, ``Well, least I can do is make a sissy like you presentable.  I wish I could give you a more refined look, but Sasha is gonna dress you up like a slut, and a refined mask with slutty clothes is just going to make me want to suffocate Sasha in her sleep.''

Pursing his lips, the badger carefully applied the red lipstick to his lips, her own face mimicking his while she worked.  Smiling in satisfaction, she worked her way towards additional makeup, from eyeshadow, eyeliner, and fake eyebrows, to grooming his cheek fur to help bring out what she called his feminine charm.  

``God, you're so pathetic,'' she teased, grinding a knee against his cage while she worked, ``Aren't you supposed to be a boy?  Boys are supposed to be strong, playing the knight who saves the princess from the evil dragon.  Yet here you are, letting me pretty you up like a whore while you've got your mommy's thick toy up your ass.''

She stepped back to admire her work, ``Hmm...normally I prefer a more refined look, but I think I did a good job.  What about you, sissy?''

Dakota looked into the reflection as she searched through the bathroom, mumbling something about polish.  He didn't recognize the rabbit staring back at him.  Aside from the blue eyes, nothing common showed.  The pink hair, the eyeshadow and fake lashes that he felt whenever he blinked, paired with the deep red lipstick.  He reached for his face, hesitating over whether to touch it for fear of Trudy's wrath or if he even wanted to remove it.  He shivered, this time not because of the dildo up his ass.  

``Well?'' Trudy asked, grabbing his hands, ``Do you think I did good, sissy?''

``Y-yes, Mistress Trudy.''

``Princess,'' she corrected, ``Princess Trudy.''

``Yes, Princess Trudy,''

``Good girl,'' she pulled his hand closer, taking a seat next to him and putting a bottle of nail polish on the counter, ``Your mother has an extensive collection.  At first I thought about using my special glitter princess pink, but that just wouldn't fit Sasha's slutty choices.  But I think `Fuck me' Red works perfectly.''

Dakota held his hands steady as she lathered the red polish across his dull claws.  Despite how close his fur was to them, the Badger skillfully avoided staining his fur of his fingers with any polish.  She hummed along as she did so, lost in a little trance that the young rabbit did his best not to break.  

``There, just like a whore,'' she giggled when putting the finishing touches on his other hand, ``Now at least you'll match whatever trampy outfit Sasha has in mind.  Aren't I thoughtful?''

He nodded, earning a quick stomp on his foot, ``Tell me I'm thoughtful, sissy.''

``You're very thoughtful, Tr-Princess Trudy,'' he squeaked.  The Badger?s warm smile returned though it didn't bring the comfort from earlier, ``That's a good little whore,'' she said.

``Princess Trudy, huh?'' Lily said.  Sasha and Daisy snickered behind her, while Trudy's face turned red as she turned away from the trio.  Dakota felt his sister's hand on his cheek, forcing him to face her with both real and applied blush.

``Don't you just look adorable.  Like a hooker in those 80's action movies you watch.'' she sneered, ``Princess Trudy certainly knows what she's doing.''

Sasha tossed some clothes to the floor, ``Blah, blah, blah,'' she said, grabbing Dakota by his arms and pulling him off the dildo with a slimy pop, ``Can we dress him up already?  I didn't bedazzle your old clothes just because it was fun.''

``Why do you even have a bedazzler?'' Daisy asked, grabbing the little bun by his hair and forcing him upward.

``Because clothes that say what I want don't come in my size yet.  So I gotta improvise.  Duh.'' she said, first picking out a pair of pink panties that had been thinned out to look like a thong, ``Step through, sissy,''

The fox girl worked her magic, pushing Dakota through cut-up remains of Lily's old clothes.  What was once a pink shirt had become a long-sleeved crop top, leaving his belly exposed, and a quick look in the mirror showed him the letters F A and G tacked on with sparkling rhinestones, not that he knew what fag meant.  An old see-through ballerina skirt had been wrapped around his waist and cut down to barely inch past the bulge his cage made.

``It's missing something,'' Sasha held her chin as she paced around the bun, looking at him like a mannequin, ``Hmm...Trudy, I need your socks.''

``W-what?  Why?''

``Not like you're wearing them, not since he put them in his mouth,''

``But...they're my socks.''

``Trudy,'' Daisy stepped up to the badger, towering over the self-proclaimed princess, ``Just get the damn socks, I want to see what Sasha can actually come up with when she isn't thinking about sex.''

Sasha smiled at Daisy's backhanded compliment, ``Thank you,''

The badger's pink and blue striped socks had already dried by the time they had Dakota wear them.  Being smaller than Trudy, they stretched closer to his panties than Sasha had hoped, given her expression from Dakota's point of view.  The fox returned to pacing around him, openly pondering about how something was missing.  

Lily had the answer, returning from dad's closet with a black choker with the word `Sissy' stitched into it in sparkling letters.  Sasha squealed, moving to take it from the rabbit's hand only to be pushed away, ``He's my sissy, so I'm collaring him,'' she stated, unbuckling the collar.  Dakota's breaths shortened as the collar pressed against his skin.  Heartbeat speeding up, spine-shivering in warmth, and his cage twitched as Lily's hands locked the collar around him.  His neck wasn't big enough for it to fully fit, even at the tightest buckle, so it just hung from his neck.

Not that bothered any of the girls.

``Oh my gosh, he's perfect!'' Sasha squealed.

``She's perfect,'' Lily corrected, pulling her brother in, ``She's a good little sissy,''

In spite of everything, Dakota looked up to his sister with a soft smile.  Any rage he felt seeped away with her praise, if only for a moment as she held him tight.  

``Can I take the picture now?'' Daisy asked.  Lily nodded, leaning down to her brother and whispering, ``Stand up straight and expose your little cage, sissy.  Daisy here wants to show her big brother something good.''

Eyes closed, neck tightening in nerves, he followed.  Lifting his skirt with one hand, and pulling out his still sensitive locked cage with the other, the bunny let everyone see.

``Don't look away.  Open a smile, bitch,'' Daisy demanded.  A look from Lily told him he had to, so he did.  Forcing a smile as he stared into the camera at the back of the donkey girl's phone.  One flash later, and she pulled her phone closer to her face, chuckling at whatever she saw.

``Oh the fag is going to love this,'' she said, typing away at her phone.  A few minutes passed by, the room eerily quiet, as though everyone except Dakota had been waiting for something.  His sister's fingers dug into his shoulder, but he didn't mind.  Out of all the girls, her tight grips was the one he preferred.

A new message pinged from Daisy's phone, ``He'll be here in thirty,'' she giggled, typing away to her phone.  Dakota may have not been the smartest kid in his class, but he could put two and two together.  Trembling, he looked up to Lily in the hopes that whatever he thought was coming wasn't true.  Her smile confirmed his fears, ``Oh, don't worry, bitch.  I'm gonna make sure you're nice and ready for Clyde.''  

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