"I don't know, this just seems wrong, I..." Jeremiah protests, grabbing his left ear and playing with it nervously.
"Then stop thinking already." With that, Mary jumps down from the bed and lands directly on top of him, pinning him to the floor.
"Mmf - you're heavier than you look," he grunts, struggling a bit.
"I'll have to step on the scale later, then. Right now, mama's got your Trix, silly rabbit..." she lays herself directly ontop of him, pressing herself into his chest.
And with that, he can take no more. The rabbit's natural urges take over and he lunges forward, planting a deep, passionate kiss onto her mouth which she answers by maneuvering herself so that the two are locked in intercourse.
***
At that same time, Emma walks over to the door of her laboratory and ensures that it is locked tightly. She goes to the blinds, and shuts them tightly. The laboratory is very dark, aside for the light from the microscope. Emma sits hereself down on a stool and sighs deeply, indecision wracking her mind. She's curious - in a scientific aspect, in a physical aspect, in a mental aspect - she wants to know what happens - but the scientist in her is begging her not to do it, to find a test subject and try it on that, observe and record.
But the other part, the part that observed Mary and saw that she had a strange sense of wonderment and awe over what was happening to herself, wants some of that too.
What does she do?