Without further discussion, Lola grips your right pant leg and begins her work with the scissors. Beginning with a small cut on the cuffs, she proceeds to rip the fabric with her bare paws up to about your thigh. Pure pleasure wracks your body as your vision is reduced to an almost blacked-out state, blurry and littered with stars. Lola’s expert hands begin massaging your leg beginning at your already fur covered ankle, dragging her claws up and down your calf, ending at your knee. You feel her soft pads kneading your skin as a prickling sensation quickly takes over wherever she’s touched you. You know, without even glancing down, that your human skin is now becoming more and more limited, being replaced with soft gray fur instead.
You open your mouth to say something, but quickly close it as she roughly grabs your left pant leg, beginning almost a complete carbon copy of what she did to your right. First, the cut on the cuff; Then the tear up the side. Finally, the dragging of furry, clawed, padded fingertips up and down your calf to your knee. The same sensations overtake you, only this time you act on your feelings.
You slide a hand down to your already well-excited package, and begin to rub gently, hardly able to keep a steady pace up due to involuntary pleasure tics which currently reign over your body. Lola observes you doing this and brings a paw up to meet yours. You feel the warm, soft fur encompass your hand as she assists you, the pace becoming steady. You are left in a pleasure-induced coma! You’re completely aware of what’s happening to you, yet are unable to act on any of your feelings of resistance to this female rabbit!
The same prickling feeling from your calves enters the hand Lola currently has trapped between your excitement and her warm paw. Abruptly, she stops assisting you and leaps on top of you, straddling your body between her legs, your furry hind paws now intermingling. Looking up at Lola, you watch as she brings the hand you were using up in to your line of sight, proudly displaying your rapidly reshaping hand. You watch in amazement as your pinky and ring fingers begin to melt in to one another, a light coating of gray fur almost immediately taking the place of your skin.
You nearly lose consciousness at the sight of this. Lola rubs her paws up and down your hand sensually, quickly spreading the prickling feeling across not only the top of your hand, but also on the palm! You watch again as she displays your hand to you, and you watch in rapt fascination as white fur coats the palm of your hand, save for some spots, which seem to be retaining the pink color of your skin, yet becoming a bit more tough and puffed up. You fingers thicken dramatically, becoming stubby paw-like digits. In fact, you might actually call your hand a paw at this point, resembling a gray and white copy of the paws currently holding on to it!
Smiling slyly, Lola releases your new paw, twitches her whiskers and gets off of you. You’re left holding your hand in front of your eyes, ogling the changes still taking place. You flex your fingers and watch as short claws begin to emerge from the tips of each, resting comfortably within the white fur.
You know that this has gone too far, however there’s something within you telling you to give in to allow it to go further! The tug of war continues within your brain as Lola takes the scissors up in her paw again, the threat now becoming very real that she will indeed have the rest of your pants off before too long, not to mention the remainder of your humanity!