“Dude...Connor, you should see yourself! You look like Bugs Bunny gone wrong!” yelled the quarterback, bursting out into guffaws.
“You’re turning me into a fucking rabbit!” replied Connor, his brown eyes focused on Sam and flashing with anger. “I though I was going to get to be a tiger or a wolf or something. Forget this, I’m out of here” announced Connor, making an effort to stand up on his enormous lapine feet.
Before Connor was even halfway off the couch, Sam leaned over and growled, bearing his sharp ivory fangs. “Sit the fuck down Connor, you’re not going anywhere, Freshman” snarled Sam. Connor felt an instinctual fear well up within him and suddenly froze, his body unable to move. Stiff as a board, he fell back down on the couch, his legs comically spread open with his heels on the ground and enormous feet in the air. Only Connor’s nose twitched, the rest of his body temporarily immobile.
“Don’t you get it, Connor?” asked Brad, kneeling for a moment and taking a hold of the enormous lapine footpaw of the freshman who was still literally scared stiff. With these big paws of yours, and with those muscular legs you’ll soon be getting, you’ll be able to kick ridiculous field goals” continued Brad. Unable to stop himself, Brad reached out to softly pet Connor’s calf upon which butterscotch-colored fur was already spreading slowly upward, his bear paws caressing the Connor's silky rabbit fur. Connor‘s eyes traveled down for a moment, observing his huge, alien feet with their yellow-tan fur and blunt, translucent claws being gently cradled with admiration by the team’s quarterback.
Connor’s gaze then returned upward to Sam’s torso and his teammate's fully extended lionhood, the young lion unable to camouflage his increasing horniness at Connor’s lapine changes. “But whath about thath? Will my cock be bigger as a rabbith?” lisped Connor, his now furry fingers gently brushing Sam’s erect member causing Sam to grunt with approval.