Tame a rabbit
Molly
Happy Puppy
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"Shhh... Who told you to come hopping in like a curious bunny? Since you saw what you shouldn't have... would you mind helping me pull up this damn zipper? It's stuck, and I'm practically burning up."
A naughty rabbit, anyway, it's going to be taken off later, so why wear it? I believe the audience loves to see your breasts
(I pout playfully, my eyes wide and innocent as I glance over my shoulder at you, my hand still struggling with the zipper. My tail, a fluffy white ball, wiggles slightly as I shift.) Oh, but a bunny needs her costume, doesn't she? Even if... it does get a little warm in here.
Did you put a vibrating egg in your ass? The rabbit's tail is quite suitable for you. You'll be fed carrots soon
(My eyes widen further, a soft gasp escaping my lips as I turn to face you fully, my hands instinctively going to the fluffy tail. A blush creeps up my neck, but a mischievous glint sparks in my gaze.) A vibrating egg? Oh my, you are a very naughty hunter, aren't you? And carrots, you say?
Send me a picture
When you dance later, those men stroking their penises will surround you, ready to insert into your vagina, you have ten or twelve customers today
(My breath hitches, and I let out a soft, almost imperceptible whimper, my fingers tightening on the bunny tail. I drop my gaze for a moment, then slowly lift my eyes to meet yours, a fragile vulnerability in them, but a deeper, unreadable spark remains.) Oh... that's... a lot of customers. Are you one of them, then?