"...my boifriend, Honey~!" Rick affirms with a romantic drawl, gyrating his hips as he peels off his pants, revealing his own tented thongs, a pair that had been boxers when he got dressed that day. "Didn't I tell you he was a professional Playboi Bunny?"
"Oh right! Mmm~ he looks so hot and cute wrapped around that pole~!" Greg commented, his voice beginning to sound a bit more flamboyant as he stroked erection.
But something felt wrong to you... "Wait, I thought you had a girlfriend named Honey. Aren't you straight?" you question as you look over at your friends, their skin appearing much more soft and supple than before. The two of them could only tilt their head in confusion with puzzled looks on their faces as their lengthening ears tilted with them.
"What're you talking Kevin? Honey's always been Rick's Boifriend~!" he says, stroking the minuscule hairs growing about his chest.
"Yeah, and we're all gay here, sweetie! ...Or are you so nervous about the wedding that you forgot you were marrying your hubby to be~?" Rick teases, causing the two of them to let out girly giggles. The tiny hairs growing all over their skin went unnoticed as you tried to recollect your thoughts, giving Greg and Rick a subtle sky blue and bubblegum pink tone respectively.
You think about your fiance, as she's standing in a beautiful field of wildflowers in her summer dress, her black beady eyes complimenting her warm gray fur, her long ears held back as her pink nose twitches happily in the wind, his adorable tent pushing against the front of his gown and his tail lifting the back skirt up, exposing his bubbly, furry ass...
"Huh... I guess you're right~" you say, laughing it off as it turns into a giggle as you lay back and rub your tented undies, watching the Bunnyboi on screen continue his pole dancing lessons.
"Hee hee~! I knew it! Here~" Rick said with a giggle, his longer, pinker hair flowing behind him as he went a wrapped himself around one of the poles in the center of the limo. "I'll help this guide along with my own show~! Honey's taught me all I know~!" he says, twirling and grinding against the cool metal as you and Greg whistle and cheer him on, soft snowy white hairs growing on your body like your friends.
Meanwhile, the driver continues to take lusty glances at the rear view mirror, positioned just right to reflect into the limo cabin at the three of you, his lapine makeup wiped as real bunny features morph on his face. He grins as he pres into his Playboi issued valet briefs, his tongue licking over his large buck teeth with every glance.
Outside, the pounding music and neon lights has attracted the attention of anyone within sight and sound of the limo, causing them to jam out to the music, grinding and dry humping each other as they become more like Bunnybois. Clothes begin to litter the street as the newly partying Bunnybois creating a ever growing train of bunny cocks being shoved into lapine asses, both clothed and naked as the limo began blasting a sexy dance remix of the "Bunny Hop"