“This world is completely amazing, though I could make things a bit more what I want to be.” I whisper to myself trying to contain my ever-growing grin. Best to enjoy it as long as possible, after all I do have eternity to do whatever I want. With a little giggle, I turned to the glossary of the book I’m holding, seeing all the tabs that I could add onto. Before getting to the meat of things, I should sit down somewhere. Finding a couple of smaller human size chairs out of the shelves full of books. Bunny girls must not normally come down here, I thought as I sat down, my large squishy butt somehow fitting into the much too small chair made for humans.
“You know after I make enough bunny girls things would be made bigger to fit our towering frames.” I thought as I contemplate what could eventually happen. Sure, there are some chairs made for girls of my stature or those that are taller, but I really don’t want to lose the feeling of my newfound height. Fitting into smaller seats and overflowing over. The thought of two large bubble butts squishing against each other while two girls sit down to enjoy the afternoon on a bench sounds pretty nice. “I wish that bunny girls are perfectly comfortable and prefer the small human size furniture.” I wish out loud.
With a ripple I quickly looked down into the book finding a small section on it. “Despite their large size, they are completely comfortable with furniture made by humans. Often preferring that size over any attempts to make a bigger for them. One attempt to make a bigger seat was during a conference between a bunny ambassador Mabel and the US president in the late 1800’s. it was design to accumulate the large 12 and a haft foot tall bunny girl and without any though choose the smaller chair in the meeting. Mabel even commented after the meeting concluded how strange it is that humans enjoy those over size seats. The intention that the custom seat was made for bunny girls, never occur to her till afterwards where she was later question about it. It is said that they enjoy the smaller size as it allows closer skin to skin contact.” You finish reading the paragraph. The book was clearly intended towards normal humans but considering how reality warps to make your wishes true, it’s pretty handy to have. You do recall only really going to the library for the smutty romance novels that. Mabel sounds familiar now. I think she is still an ambassador.
They still make costume chairs for us, but the only thing the change is adding a milking station or vibrators to them.
Though having changed that, I do desire some form of convenience, I know my memories tell me that I usually bring a handbag, but habit tends to change things as I forgot mine at home. Unless I make it so that you don’t need a handbag anymore. “I wish bunny girls breasts have hammerspace.” I felt a tingle between my breasts, as reality changes to it. reaching down into my cleavage, I reach around in there as I pull out my phone to check the time. Sure, I could go into a perverted wishing spree. changing ever person around me, but I want to enjoy this as much as possible.
Looking back into the book I notice the entire book has gotten slightly bigger. Opening it up I found an entire section dedicated to explaining the personal storage space that bunny girls have with their chest. “It is unknown how the mammaries of a bunny girl can have seamlessly endless storage space.” I giggle at how the world is a bit like a cartoon now. I know I stored dildos in there. Remembering that I pulled out a footlong dildo and gave it to a casher thinking that she needed to let off some steam. I giggled at some of my antics when I first came from the facility.
If I remember I used to do that all the time to human females thinking that they need some relief.
Though I also remember a class in college a couple of months ago where a student tries to explain some of his thoughts about our personal pocket space. I was more than happy to flaunt my body to demonstrate what I have. I do enjoy some of the reaction I got that day, when I stored one of the girl’s books in that and told her to reach down and grab it. sure, the presenter wanted to try it too, but like all bunny girls, we prefer women over anything else. It seems like I am also going to collage for general bunny studies now.
Feeling my pussy heat up, I feel a small desire to start rubbing my needy honeypot soon. It is also getting late, and I should probably find a Playmate soon. I at least want to spend time before we go to it like rabbits heh. I should find a normal human to change. Stretching my limbs, I look around the library. Not many people come here in the evening. I could look around here or perhaps find a café or nightclub.