You couldn’t hold back anymore. You came, hard, and felt your consciousness fading.
“I think she’s finally out of heat.” You hear your sister say.
“I’m glad. She’s been going crazy this week! Good thing it only comes every few months.” Your mother replied.
That was the last thing you heard before you passed out.
******
You felt yourself awaken, but you were in a bright white room.
“Where am I?” You yelled out. Shocked, you realized it was your “girl” voice.
“This is the inside of your mind.” Another whorish voice dripping with lust replied.
“Woah… I… why do I still sound like a bunny girl?” You replied.
“Silly… you don’t just sound like a bunny girl, you are a bunny girl!” The voice boomed out.
Suddenly, within the white void, a mirror appeared in front of you.
You were now naked, a 7 and 1/2 foot tall bunny girl. Your breasts were absolutely massive, even on your already extensive body. They stood proudly on your chest, not even a hint of sag. Your nipples were relatively small and perky; you reached to touch one of them and shuddered from the sensation.
“I’m… why am I not me?” You said.
“You are. You’re a beautiful bunny girl, part of this new world you created.” The voice replied.
“But… but…” you started.
“You love bunny girls, don’t you? That’s why you did all of this. Doesn’t being a bunny girl feel so right?” The voice asked.
“It… it does. Bunny girls are so… yummy.” You said, feeling that arousal build up in you. You felt your fingers enter your waiting pussy.
“You want to stay a bunny girl. A beautiful, horny, evolution of humanity, far above what you were before.” The voice commanded.
“I want to stay a bunny girl! A beautiful, horny, evolution of humanity, far above what I was before!” You shouted out, masturbating away.
“You are a sex goddess, and you wish to continue to make more bunny girls. You wish to do to it in a slow, controlled way.” The voice finished.
“I am a sex goddess. I wish to continue to make more bunny girls. I wish to do it in a slow, controlled way.” You moaned out.
Finally, you could feel an orgasm building. Passing out once more, you felt pleasure rock your body…
*****
Your eyes shot open, and you were immediately awake. You couldn’t remember your dreams at all.
“Mmm, sweetie, do you feel better? I think your horny period is over. Me and your sister are done, too. Should be good for a while now.” Your mom said.
Horny period? You wondered what she could mean - suddenly, you remembered. That ridiculously horny state - it lasted for about a week every 3 months, similar to going into “heat.” Every bunny girl experienced it. It ended with a mind numbing orgasm - one that caused the bunny girl to pass out - and that ended the period until the next cycle. Bunny girls were, however, still incredibly horny. They had ten times the normal libido of a human, needing to orgasm at least 4 times a day to function correctly.
As you digested this information, you simply said “yes, mother. I’m feeling much better.”
“Glad to hear it sweetie.” She said, playing with her pussy on the couch as another bunny girl tv show played - this one about an incest loving bunny girl family.
“Hey mom, I’m going out for a bit, I’ll be back.” You said, going to the door.
“Okay, have fun! And maybe bring back a playmate if you feel like it - Emma’s upstairs with some slut she found right now!” Your mom shouted back as you shut the front door.
You had to get to the library. You were sure there’d be a book about bunny girls. Waking outside, the world seemed relatively normal - though you noticed some advertisements for bunny girl exclusive products, and a LOT more dildo billboards. Catching the bus, you noted that it was empty except for you and the driver - a human, who seemed quite intimidated.
“I supposed I would be too, if a human looking creature was 7 feet tall and this fucking hot.” You thought to yourself.
Getting off at the library stop, you immediately walked in, noticing one major difference: a bunny girl pornography section, complete with in library screening. You almost couldn’t resist, every fiber of your being wanting you inside that porn theater, but somehow you managed to get to the books. You picked up one about bunny girls. Opening it up, you read it to yourself.
“Bunny girls currently comprise 1 out of every 100,000 humans. Their tall stature, beautifully chiseled bodies, and bunny ears and tails separate them from us. That, and the fact that they’re all female and all willing to have intercourse with each other. The origins of bunny girls are hazy. Their memories don’t seem to contain that information. When they’re ‘born,’ they come up from the ground at at least 20 years old, at least by human standards. They seem to be stored in some kind of facility, but no one, human or bunny kind, have been able to go back in. They have some quite incredible properties separating them from humans. They’re immune to any STD, their libidos are incredible, and their strength is superhuman. They never grow old, they’re always extremely tall, and they’re always extremely attractive. No matter what they eat or do, they remain beautiful and immortal. They don’t have traditional periods - that is, like a human female - and they can’t get pregnant. They make no waste - they simply orgasm, creating “squirt” and a seemingly infinite amount of breast milk, both of which are considered delicacies and sold by many of them at a premium. They have no need for normal human nourishment, seemingly surviving on sex and water alone, though many do enjoy human foods. In addition, their natural body odor is more akin to a wonderful perfume than an unfortunate stench, as is common with humans.
Culturally, bunny girls are different from humans, though not in a hostile way. Bunny girls have never had a war and they’re extremely good negotiators. Their unique costumes are the result of years of tradition and are made to accentuate their extremely attractive bodies. It’s considered improper for bunny girls to wear anything else. Bunny girls have many unique businesses that are considered taboo to humans, including consensual brothels and ‘love hotels.’ Bunny girls have familial relationships that seem taboo to humans as well.”
You had to admit, this turned you on. You were weirdly proud to be a bunny girl with all of these special qualities, though you had to remind yourself that you made these stipulations, you weren’t born a bunny girl. You wondered what to do next…