While Morgan was halfway through her punishment system, she wasn't really happy about it. The wet t-shirt contest and the babysitting gig were bad enough. However, there was a lot of notoriety surrounding the third punishment. As she heard it, it always involved an aphrodisiac jawbreaker and being bound down so that the unfortunate Animalian is unable to relieve themselves for up to an hour. And know what will be happening to her did not make it any easier.
Morgan was particularly dreading how this whole process with start. She had heard the poor victims got knocked out only to wake up somewhere else, naked and strapped down. So it was both surprising and disconcerting when Joanne decided to be upfront about it. She introduced Morgan to Lucy Greenwall, the black cat who made the jawbreakers. It seemed that they were taking a different approach for this punishment.
"Rather than just strap you down and have you sweat out an hour, you're going to be doing something productive," said Nicole. She opened a small box, which held a hypodermic needle in it. "This is the counter-vaccine for the Animalian virus. It will reactivate the infectiousness of the virus in your system. You will then be double-dose converting four veterans who wish to become rabbit Animalians."
"Are you actually telling me to fuck some strangers?" asked Morgan incredulously.
"I only said you have to convert them," said Joanne, "The method of conversion is completely up to you. You could just give them some of your breast milk. A simple kiss would be enough."
"Of course, it's not going to be that easy," said Lucy. She held up a plastic bag. However, instead of bright pink jawbreakers, it was full of bright pink gummies. "I've been expanding the variety of Passion Spice. Jawbreakers can be a bit hard on some people's teeth, not to mention the potential to joke on them. Now it's available as a chewable gummy. And you'll be having one before you meet those old soldiers."
"That sounds a lot like stacking the odds against me," said Morgan.
"Nobody is forcing you to have sex with anyone," said Joanne, "The choice of conversion method is yours. So long as they all become double-dosed, it doesn't matter how it is done. I should think you would have the self-restraint to not jump them."
Morgan glared and said, "Just because I'm a rabbit doesn't mean ruled by my mating instincts. I can convert those old coots without debasing myself."
"We shall see," said Lucy.
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It took a while to get Morgan ready. With the counter-vaccine, Passion Spice gummy, and birth control pill in her system, she was left by herself in one of the cabins at Lover's Woods. It took over 10 minutes for the retired Rangers to show up. During that time, Morgan tried to ignore that itch between her legs or how hot she felt. She told herself she was a woman, not an animal. She was the mistress over her base instincts, not the other way around.
Eventually, the Army Rangers showed up. They weren't quite as old as she expected them to be. They were more around middle-aged, not much older than Morgan was before she was double-dosed. And while they ruggedly handsome, they weren't homely either. She could feel her heart quickening as she looked at them.
"Are you Morgan Laurens?" asked one of them.
"Uh, y-yes," said Morgan, stammering a bit. She told herself she wasn't feeling flushed, even if it couldn't be seen under her fur.
"I'm Ernie. This is Winston, Edward, and William. I understand you're going to help us with our conversions."
"Uh, yes, I am," said Morgan. She noticed that all four of them were African-American. She heard the stories about African-Americans being well-endowed. She was wondering how true that was.
"So how are we going to do this?" asked Winston, "The lady who's sponsoring us told us you might want to prefer something less...intimate."
"Well, I think I can be persuaded..." said Morgan as she was idly unbuttoning her shirt.
"Dang, I heard that rabbits are always hot and ready, but I didn't think it was true," said Edward.
Morgan paused at that. Was she really about to offer sex that easily? Was she really about to throw away her dignity and self-respect just to scratch a temporary itch?
William noticed her hesitation and said, "If you're too uncomfortable with this, I get it. We can do something simpler if you don't want to be involved."
Morgan was considering that, but she felt a throb of heat in her groin. Her hesitation melted away. Fuck whatever Joanne and Lucy might say, she just wanted to fuck right now. Morgan unbuttoned her shirt all the way, allowing them to see her lacy bra. "Oh, I do want to be involved," she said in a sultry tone, "And I think we should all get comfortable..."
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The next two hours were a rush of increasingly sexual interactions. Morgan's active virus soon converted the former Rangers into rabbits like her. A second dose soon restored them to their primes. And that gave them the energy to keep up with Morgan's sexual drive. Morgan couldn't even say that it was all a blur to her afterwards. She remembered each position, each penetration, each orgasm.
The highlight was definitely when she was doing all four of them at once. One rabbit dick was in her pussy, another was in her ass. She wasn't even sure if she ever had someone up her ass before today. The other two she alternated between giving handjobs and blowjobs. It was quite a bit crowded and certainly very messy. And yet Morgan was enjoying every second of it. If she hadn't taken that birth control pill earlier, she would have been knocked up for sure.
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Eventually, the rabbits calmed down and Morgan was able to stagger away. Her hips were pretty sore and she walked with a bit of a bowlegged stance. Joanne and Lucy were rather amused when Morgan returned to Fennec Manor. "Enjoyed yourself?" asked Joanne lightly.
Morgan glared and said, "You know, what you made me do is probably illegal in certain states."
"Made you do? The choice was entirely yours," said Joanne.
"Which you heavily influenced by loading me with an overpowered aphrodisiac!" snapped Morgan.
"Oh, it's not nearly that bad," said Lucy, "I've had a lot of time to refine the dosage formula. That gummy actually had a microdose compared to what was in the jawbreakers."
"What?" asked Morgan.
"I know I've had problems with overdoing the dosage before, but this one was quite minimal," said Lucy, "All it really did was give you a nudge in a certain direction. Not quite a placebo, but I'd say about 95% of your actions were your own choice."
That made Morgan feel a little crestfallen. She had assumed her horniness was mostly the gummy's fault, but it seemed most of it was her own nature. "So what was the point of all this?" asked Morgan.
"Your original marriage with Lars was more about satisfying your own wants and desires than any real love," said Joanne, "And I know you had a habit of hooking up with other men mostly for their money or a brief fling. While I think those veterans are more honorable, I think you now know what it feels like to be used for quick sexual satisfaction."
Morgan hung her head at that. Could she really blame anyone except herself? Was her nature closer to a rabbit than she cared to admit? She might later be relieved the third punishment was over, but the fourth one was yet to come. And the date for the fennec double wedding was soon approaching.