The Alice Affliction Verse&Sesu

[Sesu]

The music was blaring, shaking the walls and making the floor beneath hundreds of feet tremble. Bodies were packed onto the dance floor and dressed to catch attention as well as offer easy access. She loved this world.

She staggered away from the corner table, a man smiling in her wake with his now softened dick still out and smearing their mixed juices onto his pants. Her fingers ran through the matching pale locks of her hair to push them back from her face before her hands moved down to smooth the short length of her dress down her small body. Tall heels made her look height look almost average, but that was all. She was white and pink on a dance floor of little black dresses. White dress, hair, shoes, and skin. Pink lips, tongue, nails, eyes, and cunt.

Her body swayed into the beat of the music, her lips parting to moan blissfully everytime she bumped or rubbed against another. Her skin felt raw, her eyes blind as the sensation of the crowded floor flooded her senses. Somewhere near the middle of all those bodies, of all that heat, she stopped. Her legs spread a little on the floor, one hand stroking up her own thigh and around to the middle so that her thumb could brush her own throbbing slit as she danced, body contorting and swaying, ass jutting back and squirming as though begging for someone to notice, as though anyone didn't.

It was never enough for her, the sensation was too great, the need to high. She loved the want in her own chest and the way that her satisfaction could be so consuming one second and then so empty in the next. She always needed more. But that was her nature, the nature of all rabbits.

 

[Verse]

Illice had always been one for parties. Not that he did so until he threw up or had a home he felt he needed to run from, he just enjoyed a good break from sitting in a worn couch in front of the latest series he'd acquired on dvd, trying to forget his mind numbing day of work. And maybe he liked dressing up and heading out, too. He'd bound his messy mop of barely black hair back in the neck. It still obstructed his blue eyes sometimes in the front. He'd worn a blue shirt today, or tonight, buttoned down slightly to show off the white skin underneath. Black pants, light, black shoes.

His friends had scattered from the table they had marked out and Illice himself found solace at the bar and with a glass. There was a good feeling in the supplied smoke in the air. He smirked and raised his glass at a woman walking by. Jeans, eh? She didn't seem overly offended when she smiled back. He tipped the glass and let her walk by. If he saw her again it'd be fate.

Two more glasses and he was elbowing his way deeply into the jungle of people already drunk off the music. He ran his hand trough his hair as if that gesture would get the heat off him. He found a strange oasis in the tight mass of people, and decided it was good enough for him. As he stated to rock his shoulders to the lethargic and sometimes violent electrical song, his blues drifted to a white stain in the dark environment. She was catching a tan from the spotlights, all by her self. She looked like sex, moving like that.

He found himself drawn, moving to complete her dance until his body was indeed everywhere hers weren't, chest pushing at her back every time the music suggest it be so. She didn't seem to mind. She leaned on him to reward his courage. She felt like sex, too.

He stuck his nose in her white hair and put his hand on her stomach, rubbing against her ass with an all too loud secret there for her, his fingers creeping lower down with every wave of her body. He didn't want to scare her away, but he didn't want to go slow when she looked like she did, either. Hand under her dress in the front, pushing against her to hold her back against him.

He was met by the sensation of moist and it made him grunt into her ear as he felt firmer, deeper. Still hot. She wouldn't say no, he reckoned as he turned her around and shoved his tongue through her pink lips.

 

[Sesu]

His touch made her skin tingle like small tongues of electricity shivered over her. She rocked her hips back into his, moaning deep though silent under the howl of music. It was bliss to be so mute. It begged like she did, for a reason to scream. Her eyes fluttered, pinks glint out under white lashes only for a second before closing. Her lips parted in submission to his, her sweet little tongue tentatively flicking against his invading muscle.

Her small hips rocked up into his. One hand curled around the back of his neck, wanting to feel skin and the softness of his hair. One of her legs bent at the knee to rub her naked thigh up the outside of his clad one, that little dress hiking until only the nearness of his body kept the entire room from seeing her sex. She sucked at his tongue, making wet sounds that no one could hear.

Her breasts were small, tight nipples showing through that flimsy dress as though more proof was needed that she wore nothing beneath it. The hand not wrapped around his neck slid boldly down his front until expert fingers could undo the front of his jeans. She mourned the sound of his zipper going unheard. She loved that sound, almost as much as the sound of ball slapping against her ass, or wet friction, or the thick guttural groans of men and the sweet mewlings of women.

Her mouth parted wider as lips trembled with anticipation, saliva gathering, as her hand slipped into the front of his pants and palm pressed against his cock. She shuddered hard, the sheer want almost enough to have her sob.

 

[Verse]

He would have taken her for a tease if there hadn't been so much eager. A few eyes had turned to their little party, but he soon decided to ignore them. Her fingers possessed a lot of skill, though her dedication and experience almost lost to her will to make something happen. It had already been ready for her before she opened his pants. Now it was erect and bloodfilled for her touch. And out. Illice retaliated by shoving a finger into her, clapping his palm against her pussy as if to suffocate it, as if its heat came from breath inside. His tongue continued to lap at her panting mouth. He couldn't detect a joke in her demeanor, couldn't find a trace that this was on him.

He had to take the next step even if he'd never been that right-time-right-words kind of fellow - he was the male in this, right? And so, without much experience in taking it all the way with other eyes on him he slid out of the hot cunt she'd let him push at, cupping the ass that was free from her dress now, lifting her high enough for his cock to slip under, which was quite a bit if he may imagine so, before dropping her down, skewering her on what she'd stirred up. Her smallness seemed to be genuine, as he descent slowed down quite a bit as the head of his dick parted her two bulges.

He moaned into her mouth, shivering at the sense of victory he'd felt for the first time, rocking her with his hands until he'd built enough momentum to bounce her back and then only using his hands and arms to bring her back.

 

[Sesu]

Her back arched enough to drop her head back, her lips parted wide to gasp and cry out to the dark ceiling. Fingers dug into his shoulders lightly, holding on as he moved her over his sex, using her body for his own pleasure. She trembled and squeaked every time he pulled her back down to impale her on himself. Her small breasts were hard points against her dress, her cheeks flushed and her cunt throbbing around him.

Fingers wrapping around the back of his neck she pulled herself up again, wanting to see his face if she couldn't hear his sounds, wanting to taste his tongue and swallow the vibrations of his moans. But as soon as his face was in sight again she stopped, though his hands continued to work her over his cock. Behind him stood another. A still body among all of the frantic and liquid limbs of this place.

The Rabbit leaned closer, so that her cheek brushed the humans and he wouldn't see her eyes sharpen into a glare at the woman behind him. Her lips were still working out pants and mewls, her body shuddering against the force of his as she clung to his shoulders.

The Cat was standing barely an inch from his back, though her diamond pupils were locked onto the white haired girl he bounced. Black hair, black dress, stockings that didn't quite reach, thick leather belt that hung on her curved hip, and still it was her eyes that demanded the most attention. They flickered in the light the way no humans could. The Rabbit was about to beg for a few more minutes, for a handful more thrusts, for one more orgasm, when the Cat reached out faster than breath could be drawn. Long fingers were vicious nails grabbed the back of white hair, pulling her face over the man's shoulder. Red lips parted to flash fangs before her mouth latched onto that little pink one.

Lightning flashed in the room, blinding everyone for a split second that swallowed the three of them whole. As far as the humans would be concerned, a bulb had burst and new space was opened on the dance floor.

 

[Verse]

Illice was enjoying his stay at this club. Her cunt was being cock-wrenchingly accommodating by his command, pulling her body up and down his pleasure. Her eager urged him on faster, her allowance blowing away all his restrain. If she didn't care he didn't care. Working her like this made him shiver every time he let her down on him, fingers around her round rear to keep her pace up. Sometimes he simply kept her elevated to continue stabbing into her where she was. Sometimes his arms did the moving. At some point he noticed, through the lust frenzy, that she had stopped moving to help him along. When her face came up at his level, her mouth parting as if to eat his, he could see her stare change and her breath hitch.

He couldn't stop thrusting, couldn't stop taking what he needed from her and the slippery walls of her cunt. He released it all with some vengeance. It felt different this time, like the world had changed. The pleasure was prolonged into something colder. His lips parted to breathe what didn't feel like air anymore. What was this feeling? He held on to the girl with the white dress, squeezing her to him when he realized he'd lost his footing. Where they falling? Would his arms be enough to absorb impact and protect her? Maybe he should turn and take the fall with his back. Which way was down?

And then he learned. It was as if existence took form around him again, his own body returning inside his control to let him feel the aftermath of his orgasm on what he could only decipher as grass underneath his shoes. He panted, still keeping the girl close, still inside her, while looking around, swallowing in exhaustion. A black-clad woman was behind them and he took a few steps away to make distance.

"W-who are you?" and "What is this place?".

 

[Sesu]

They were in a small field that stood between a forest and a cottage. The Cat curled her lips angrily and reached out, grabbing the Rabbit by the hair and jerking her out of the human's hold. The white creature fell inelegantly onto the grass, laying on the grass with legs still spread and sex bared to the cold night, his cum slowly sliding out of her to stick to the green. "Couldn't you have waited another minute?" The Rabbit whined.

The Cat hissed- actually hissed- and started toward the small house. "You were told not to go realm jumping." The woman called back.

With a soft simpering whine, the white haired girl rolled to her feet and started after the other, pausing only when she realized that the human was still standing here. She blinked at him for a moment and then smiled, eagerly waving him to follow. "Kitty, what about him?" The Rabbit called. "Shouldn't we take him back to the Earth Realm?"

The Cat hissed and turned fast, suddenly grabbing the white haired girl by the neck and pulling her close. "If you jump again, I'll sew you up. Lets see you have fun then." When she pushed the Rabbit back, the white girl tumbled into the chest of the human. She straightened herself and smiled up at him. "Sorry. She gets testy sometimes." The front door slammed and inside they could hear something fragile meeting a loud demise. The Rabbit winced and then brightened suddenly.

She grabbed one of the empty glass bottles from the step and pushed it into the human's hands. "She'll be in a better mood when she has her milk. You go around to the shed," She said while pointing. "and get some. I'll try to talk her down meanwhile." The Rabbit smiled wider and leaned up against him, lips brushing his. "Don't you fret. We'll get you home."

 

[Verse]

By then he had somehow been able to pull his pants up. His mouth never closed from those last grunts of ecstasy, but now it mainly stayed open out of surprise and later puzzlement. He had followed them because where else would he go, where would he get an explanation if he didn't enter through the door. The rabbit girl seemed not to worry that she had been in a club and then in a field of grass. The girl in black, enticing rage licking around her like vapor-shadow seemed strong, if only for the authority to make the rabbit stop their perversion. What could she do, what was her weapon?

Illice looked around at the things that seemed simple at first glance before realizing nothing in this cottage was. The bottle and the suggestion from the girl in white caught his attention after that. He held the bottle up to the light, behind her head as he breathed against her lips. She awakened new vigor in his center just before he found himself outside again.

What the fuck was all this?

He ran his hand through his hair and blinked with wide eyes before following in the direction her finger had pointed, casting a look back every now and then.

He stopped in front of the wooden structure and squinted in the dark at the illumination that came out from the springs and the window. The sounds that came to greet him seemed suspicious, familiar. What kind of animal was he milking, here? No matter. It wasn't like the situation could get any stranger. With a distressed sigh he made his way through the rickety double doors to halt in his tracks.

He all but dropped his bottle, his mouth small with a restrained gasp. The stalls were low, metal constructions. While this was obviously a barn of some sort, the floor was clean. And at the far end of it, on all her fours, shackled loosely to the bars of her supposedly easy-to-escape prison was a fair skinned brown and white haired woman. Illice swallowed at her bare form, her breasts probably the reason she stayed crawling, their sizable flesh almost touching the floor with beautiful, large aureola and nipples to match. He looked at the bottle and then over at her. Despite morals and shame he'd been taught he found himself coming over to her. She looked back at him with brown eyes, curious but not too concentrated. He touched her face only to produce the same stare.

With a shaky hand he caressed her shoulder and then her collarbone. He put the glass vial down to circle her low, roofless cage. His mouth turned dry when he stood behind her, the blatant and shameless display of her cunt - or what was visible of it for the obstructing piece that was lodge in there - and pucker on that beautiful downward row, splitting where her legs did, etching itself into his inner sight forever. The fence was even lower in the back. As if that was the most curious thing about this whole scene.

At the end of her the plastic rod began, launched in her very pussy to either keep her in place or guarantee that she lactate. He shook his head in disbelief.

Illice reached out a hand to touch her buttocks. She didn't react much, simply wiggling. He kept it there, stroking her soft skin until he felt comfortable enough to squeeze her. The sound that she made, low and primal, suggested she liked it. He swallowed saliva that was returning to his mouth and brushed his thumb over her asshole. She made an openmouthed cough and stirred in delight. He continued, of course, eyes wide and pants tight once more. A few minutes into this petting session he detect dripping among the sound of her unusual moans. Looking underneath her he noticed that her teats were leaking in pace with his caress. As if atomized he retrieved the bottle and put it under her right, swaying nipple just in time for the already limited flow to stop. Nothing would happen when he pulled slightly at the wet mammary. An evil relaxation popped into his mind, connecting what her switch must be.

Once again his pants sounded against the floor, his already stimulated cock attentive and firm while his wet hand moistened her small hole for him. He could see her cunt beneath it leak something that looked suspiciously similar to the milk around its insertion. Closer to her front the same liquid started pouring onto the floor and bottle. The shackles ringed as they tried to contain her excitement. He stroked his cock with his milky hand, shivering at the perfect texture for its purpose before positioning the head of his member, proud to say it outsized the rod she already had. Now the milk started shooting two continuous rays on the floor and into the bottle, her sounds ever louder.

Illice couldn't help but succumb to morbid curiosity and livid lust, pushing himself sadistically in through her round, folded muscle and deep into her rectum, listening not to the loud sound she replied with before he started assaulting her relentlessly, in tune with the chain beating against the floor which became increasingly soaked in what she produced through her dripping, impaled cunt and gigantic breasts.

 

[Sesu]

Her body rocked back and forth, slamming herself almost violently into his thrusts and the thick rod that already occupied her cunt. She grunted and moaned. The milk puddled and dripped along the floor, the breast not wedged against the bottle swayed heavily with his thrusts. And when she leaned a little more forward, nearly choking herself on her own collar, it had her sensitive lactating nipple rubbing against the rough floor. She cried out in strange inhuman sounds, body shaking under the force of his as the milk sputtered wildly from her nipples and around the rod in her cunt.

 

[Verse]

Digging eager fingers into her flesh he did with her as he'd done with the rabbit, keeping her in place for his violent thrusts. It truly did look like one part of her was the handle of a pump while the other was an outlet, judging by the amount of milk he was able to get out of her, the bottle long since filled with the sweet scented, white gold.

Gritting his teeth he thrust harder, punishing her for her inability to make sounds that could stop him. Some part of him seemed to know that he didn't have the equipment to cause her more than the pleasure she was already feeling. Throwing his head back and marking her skin with his nails he rocked to the sounds of the chains, shivering as the impossibly tight hole in turn started to milk him. With a hiss and a pause in his breath he rewarded her by sending a small amount of liquid back into her body. Leaning over her, his head to her back he was sure his weight made the relationship between her neck and her collar even more strained, but he simply had to lay like this to regain some of his power.

Dressed again and holding the bottle he still found it necessary to stand by her face, stroking the brown hair with the white stains through the bars to let her know there was some affection for her. He returned to the house no less puzzled, but a little less stress and a lot happier.

"Eum..." he tried as he stepped inside the door, holding up the bottle as some kind of shield from the anger he might receive from the cat-like woman he hadn't known to be otherwise. "I got the milk. It was a... curious process."

 

[Sesu]

The Rabbit smiled, the Cat not in the front parlor that seemed to also be a kitchen. She crossed the small space to press into his side, as though not making physical contact were impossible. "I know, isn't she sweet? Used to be human like you, I hear." The Rabbit giggled. "Funny what you can become here, isn't it?" She said as though he would know what she was talking about.

"Here." She took the bottle from him and then grabbed his hand before he could drop it, tugging him along into the somehow larger sitting room. It looked completely out of place from the small cottage they had entered, too large to fit. The Cat was pacing, sulking, seething. The Rabbit let go of his hand to cautiously step closer, setting the bottle on the table between them. Already the Cat had noticed, eyes flicking to the side to look at the vessel of white, trying to sneer as though she wasn't interesting, but inevitably taking up the glass.

She stopped pacing as she drank, soon standing still as she swallowed and it seemed that in those seconds her entire body relaxed. When the bottle was drained she sighed pleasantly, eyes seeming so much softer as they opened to look at the others. Slowly she sank down to lounge on the plush couch, arms lax at her sides and knees parted as though to taunt one with the question of whether or not cats wore panties. Her skirt hiked ever higher and further away from her stockings.

"If you're feeling a bit more friendly now," The Rabbit smiled, tilting her head discretely as possible to peek up the other woman's skirt as she spoke. It turned out that Cats did wear panties. Little black ones. "perhaps we could return the human?" She tugged Illice forward and then pushed him into the small carpeted space between herself and the now softened Cat.

The Cat tipped her head to the side to look at him. She parted her lips, ready to concede and send him home when she sniffed something still lingering in the air. Milk. Her milk. Body rolled forward and suddenly she was on her knees on the carpet, crawling to him. She sniffed at the inside of his thigh, fingers with vicious nails stroked up their outsides as she leaned higher up onto her knees, her face pressing into his crotch as she inhaled deep and then purred, nuzzling her cheek into his clothed sex.

 

[Verse]

A small part of him had been dismal at the talk of returning now, when he was still coming down from the tightly wound pleasure the -- cow had supplied him with. But mostly he was ready to end this bizarre dream and return to those dvd's he had at home. Upon standing on the floor, and seeing the cat mewling and almost purring in her own pleasure he found his steps staggering as the rabbit helped him to the middle of the floor. Something about this place made his libido go haywire since he felt himself stiffening when he could see the cat's undergarment. She really did like that milk.

He wasn't sure whether she was about to maul him or snuggle him when she crawled over to him like that - tigress or kitten? The slight panic seemed to soften his formerly attentive friend, but her face and her breath through the cloth seemed enough to make it alert once again. He cast an eye over at the rabbit to see if he was outside of danger as he stroked her head, sliding a finger behind her ear and scratching it softly, his other hand petting her spine as he slid his fingers under her black clothes.

"Yes, I just remembered, there's still some milk in there, on me." he admitted, swallowing back as he face moved his cock on the inside of his jeans from side to side.

 

[Sesu]

The Rabbit came up behind him slowly, leaning into his back as her arms wrapped around him and carefully opened his jeans, pushing them down his hips enough for his cock to emerge. The Cat mewled and rubbing her face against his newly bared skin, breathing him in deep before her small tongue peeked out past lips and sharp teeth to flick against his sex, licking and sucking her was up the length of him.

The Rabbit was the one that moaned first, her small breasts rubbing into Illice's back as she watched around his shoulder. "Isn't she much more pleasant when she gets her milk?" She whispered before walking around them to sit on the couch directly behind the Cat. Her legs spread, heels lifting to rest on the couch as well and open her sex wide to the exploration of her own fingers as she watched the usually ill-tempered cat wrap her lips around the man's cock, sucking wetly.

 

[Verse]

He gasped as her roughly scaled tongue eagerly befriended his already cemented lust. Sometimes her sharp teeth scraped him without braking his skin, his hand in her dark hair continuing to pet her the way he imagined any cat would like as she treated his milk-stained cock to the best mouth it'd ever had. Looking over at the pretty little rabbit petting herself to the scene made him even harder, his member twitching even if his recent releases promised him at least some stamina before everything was over once more.

He started scratching her side as he lost his shirt by his own hands, trying o let her be on her back so that he might retaliate with what she was doing, planning to get on top of her after having scratched her belly, perhaps free her of her clothes - all but her skirt and her shoes - to start lapping at her cunt. Was it as small as the panties suggested? His eyes rolled back as her tongue did around his swollen meat, ever eager hips pushing forward once before he could be afraid to anger her. Then his eyes looked at the ones of the rabbit, hands on the cat's side still trying to coax her into laying down.

 

[Sesu]

The Rabbit nodded as though to encourage him, not wanting to loose her show. Her fingers slid up and down the wet pink of her cunt, dipping digits into her hole and biting her lip to stem her moan- as though not wanting to distract from the main show.

When the last of the milk had been sucked clean the Cat found herself on her back being petted. Her eyes fluttered shut, body wiggling under hands that seemed suddenly to have her bare skin beneath. Where had her shirt gone? She wiggled on the carpet, shoulders and ass pressed back and large breasts up and slightly pulled to the sides by gravity. She purred softly, her own fingers sliding up to squeeze one of her nipples, twisting it almost cruelly.

The Rabbit squirmed on the couch, rolling onto her belly and then twisting onto her shoulders were where legs should be and legs kicked up. Her dress had sunk down to expose her ass on the edge of the couch but she didn't seem to notice. She smiled at Illice and then flicked the Cats hand away from her own abused nipple, taking it between lips and biting. The Cat cried out before settling back into a mewling purr as she squirmed even more vigorously now.

 

[Verse]

He watched the two play in a way that rabbits shouldn't with felines. He smirked at them before crawling between the playmates, his knees on either side of the cats head, his stomach almost touching her fat breasts before his face lowered onto her salivating cut, licking it beneath the cloth of her skirt, his arms weaving around her thighs to keep her from escaping, to keep them from closing. With his cock dangling between the two he was hoping, between feverishly eating at the soft liquid the cat offered him, that at least one pair of lips would attend to it. While truly in his mind he didn't know he cared, pushing a finger into her cunt and moving it back to make sounds and small splashes that he suppressed with his own mouth, at times lapping, at times sucking at her sex.

 

[Sesu]

The Cat cried out pleasantly and arched beneath him, her legs spreading as much as they could to offer up her sex to him. The Rabbit eager crawled against the other woman's side, grabbing and squeezing one breast while her head leaned in between the two others to lick at the side of his dangling cock. Her free hand moved to the Cat's mouth, little fingers pushing lips open before guiding the hard dick into her gape. The Cat sucked as though it were natural, moaning and sucking while the Rabbit licked her way from the other woman's lips up the length of his sex to his balls.

 

[Verse]

He moaned into her cunt as he felt another tongue attend to his member, hard again even after having released into -- the cow. The thought of that woman - or now creature - and what she'd let him do made his member twitch. Illice arched his back, dipping his dick deeper into the maw of the cat, shivering at the sensation and the danger before mouthing his full name while his lips were buried deeply between hers. His tongue flickered out and back, crushing her clit before stroking the entirety of her inner pussy, his body going back slightly to press against the attention of the rabbit.

 

[Sesu]

The Cat opened her mouth wide to call out as he forced her orgasm, The Rabbit eagerly grabbing his hip to push him down so that his dick would slide into the other's waiting throat and smother her sounds. Her body arched wildly beneath his and the Rabbits, tightening as she peeked and shaking as she descended back onto the floor beneath the other two, her throat convulsing around his dick.

 

[Verse]

With the rush of the taste and scent of her sex in his head came a certain high, specifically targeting his confidence at having brought her to her peak. Attacking the same point with a new hand while the moistened one rubbed her pucker, the small point contracted impossibly on contact. Sadistically, and with aid from the hand that had already found its area in her throbbing cunt, he barely waited for her to know his intention before forcing a straight finger in before curling it, bouncing the knuckle against her as he returned his tongue to her clit, rolling it with its tip before pushing down on it.

Pumping into her throat, foolishly against his raging need to release, he moaned into her cunt, vibrating the folds that were subject to his exhale and voice. The rabbits push fueled the desire to hurt the creature he feared was one of the more vicious one he'd known as he pushed deeper, even when rings of cartilage around her throat protested with every deeper advance.

 

[Sesu]

The Cat arched again, this time between the forces of his invading digits and his suffocating cock. Clawed fingers ripped into the carpet at her sides, body squirming wildly under his. Her sounds were stiffled, heavy in her chest and balling in her throat beneath the thrusting head of his sex.

Shuddering, the Rabbit sat back to watch. Her legs spread at the knees so that her hand could slide up one of her thighs and fingers could slip across the slick opening of her sex.

 

[Verse]

Pushing the air that tried to escape her deeper, a shiver spread from the very root of his cock, and through the center of his body, contracting the whole of his length. He could feel his balls shrink as he started pumping his thick cum into her, slight panic in the please had him lift himself as he buried his tongue into her hole and his finger deeper in her ass, erupting most of his sperm to plaster, swim and overflow her tongue.

He moaned desperately again, her cunt-flesh his closest audience as he wiggled his finger inside her forbidden.

 

[Sesu]

The Cat gagged and coughed against his cum, white dribbling down from the corners of her mouth to slide across cheeks and drip onto carpet. Her eyes were dazed and if it weren't for the rise and fall of her breasts she might have looked dead.

The Rabbit moaned loudly, fingers delving into her own cunt and pushing in and out until the sound was loud and wet, her other hand flicking expert fingers over her clit until her entire body jerked, tiny breasts pushing up and knees pulling highers as she squeaked in release. With a giggle she settled back again, still idly rubbing at her forever aching sex. "Still want to go home, Illice?" She whispered with a smile of smeared pink lipstick.

 

[Verse]

He dipped the head of his cock into the soup he'd made in her mouth as he pushed himself to stand, steadily even after having released passion for his third time today. He looked down at her, the state she was in, what was in her eyes or what they lacked, and it was enough to make his softening cock twitch with want to have at her again. Her salt was still on his tongue as he looked over at the rabbit, smirking to reply.

He made himself a seat after having taken the bread from the shelves and a bottle from the fridge. He thought about his larger-than-needed tv and dvd's. That wasn't his life anymore. He waved at the rabbit to come to eat with him, though, knowing her now, he might be doing most of the conventional eating.

A knock on the door disturbed his plans. An invitation on a bird.

 

[Sesu]

She had just climbed under the table and was working his pants open, though she wasn't particularly sure why he insisted on putting them back on so often, when a bird knocked at the door. Eeping excitedly she crawled out from under the table and made a quick 'shushing' gesture toward Illice as she tiptoed toward the door. With a quick brush of hands she straightened her flimsy dress and then pulled open the door.

A strange creature stood outside, shifting anxiously from one thin leg to the other. It was stark naked and only human so much as it stood on legs with a torso and a head. Its arms were wings, long, feathered, and full of blue shades. It's head seemed human at first but for the rounded black beak that replaced mouth and nose, and the feathers it had instead of hair. The eyes were human, only a little larger and so much more innocent. It's body was long and naked. No breasts to speak of but two tight, soft pink, pointed nipples. And from a glance, or even a stare at this angle, there was no sex to give hint of gender.

It peeped, shifting anxiously again and ruffling feathers. Around its neck hung a cord and a letter. The Rabbit smiled bashfully, as though embarrassed for forgetting, and reached out to retrieve the letter. But instead of grabbing paper, those fingers tangled in the cord and before the strange creature knew better, it was dragged neck first into the small kitchen, the door slamming behind it.

Rabbit had never been an overly aggressive creature, but since the Cat was unavailable and human wasn't up to catching his own bird yet, it seemed up to her. She tried to think of what a Cat would do- so she pounced. Tackling the even smaller creature onto the kitchen table, no particular thought to what would come of Illice's food. She even tried to make growly sounds as the bird squawked and flapped about frantically, feathers going all over the place. With fervent focus, The Rabbit pushed one of those wild wings down until it was pressed to the table and then grabbed the bread knife from Illice, stabbing through the limb and into wood. The bird cried out so loudly that it almost sounded like a human scream- almost. Biting her lip excitedly she wrestled the second winged arm down and then picked up a particularly menacing looking and large fork, skewering it to the table as well.

When she leapt off of the creature and stepped back, her hair ruffled with feathers now, the miserable bird was spread on the table, her hips hanging off the end and her eyes wide with fright. Spitting a few of those smaller feathers, she quickly pulled Illice over. Excitedly, the Rabbit grabbed the birds thighs and lifted them until it's knees bent and were pressed to the sides. Between them was proof of it's lack of sex. Clean skin but for the smallest hole at the center. So small that even the Rabbits little finger made the bird squawk and strain. Giggling excitedly The Rabbit stepped back, letting those bird legs drop over the edge of the table again. "Hurry up!" She urged Illice forward. "Before its heart bursts!" She made a tsking sound. "Birds have fragile hearts." Her smile faltered a little. "Unless... you aren't interested?" Her smile grew, never one to be unhappy. "You could always fuck me instead... but how often does one get a bird?"