That was fun!

Glad to hear it! I'll likely use this thread to post various other short stories that take place in the same universe with the premise of just "bunny girls and boys getting killed."

On that note, Clairs first day at the mansion!

Clair had thought the man, Elias she now knew, had been exaggerating when he said he lived in a mansion. But nope, this was really a mansion. Walking through the door Clair was left awestruck by the high ceilings and expensive looking furniture. She would have run into several walls if Elias hadn’t been guiding her around with his arm around her shoulders.

“Like it?”

“Oh my god yes. I was living in a two bedroom apartment with 6 people before this, this is such a major upgrade!”

“Good to hear, this will be your home now. In here, I asked all the girls to gather in the rec room to meet you.”

He led her into another large room with a bar and a home theater. Ten other bunny girls, all wearing nothing but collars, were spread around the room relaxing. Once they caught sight of Elias and Clair they all stood up and began to crowd around them.

“Ohh she looks cute!”

“Hi! Welcome!”

“I love that dress~ Where’d you get it?”

Clair was getting dizzy as she was bombarded with greetings and questions from all sides. She internally thanked Elias when he stepped in.

“Girls girls, don’t scare her off now”, He chuckled and the surrounding bunnies quieted down with a few ‘sorry’s’. “I know it’s always exciting when someone new comes in. You’ll have plenty of time to get to know Clair while you’re showing her around.” He gave Clair’s shoulder a gentle squeeze, turning to address her. “It’s getting late. I’m sure you must be exhausted. We’ll set you up in Daisy’s room.”

“My room sir?” Daisy, a blonde with pink streaks in her hair, cocked her head to the side as she spoke.

Elias gave a decisive nod, “Yes. Girls, why don’t the rest of you show Clair where she’ll be staying tonight. Daisy, you’ll be joining me in the shed.”

One by one the girls all said their goodbyes to Daisy. One sending her off with a deep, passionate kiss which was only broken apart when Elias cleared his throat. Soon Daisy was led away and Clair was alone with the other girls. One approached, offering her hand out to Clair.

“Clair right? I’m Robin.” Clair accepted the handshake, entranced by Robin’s tan skin and platinum hair. It was clear she spent a lot of time in the sun. “C’mon, we’ll show you your room” Robin grinned at her, “Then we’ll have a little slumber party to welcome you to the mansion.”

~~~

Daisy’s room–Well, her room now she supposed– was larger than what she was used to. There was a balcony and it even had its own bathroom. Clair flopped down on the soft sheets of her new bed. “I think I could sleep forever on a bed like this…”

Another girl, Sam if she recalled, jumped onto the mattress next to Clair. “Don’t fall asleep yet! We got games to play and snacks to eat!” Clair groaned. She had really wanted to sleep. But if she was going to be living with these girls for now she guessed it would be better to make a good first impression. “Alright alright, I guess I can play a few games..”

Sam squealed, pulling Clair with her to where four other girls were sitting in a partial circle on the floor. In the middle laid a revolver.

“What’s the game..?”

“Spin the barrel! It’s like spin the bottle meets russian roulette. A friend showed it to me in college. Why don’t you give the first spin, new girl?”

Sounded simple enough. Clair reached out and with a flick of her wrist the revolver was spinning on the floor. Eventually it landed on a slender girl who had introduced herself as Irene. She placed the muzzle against her temple, holding her breath as she pulled the trigger.

Click.

“Alright Irene! You live to see another day!” Irene smiled, placing the gun back onto the floor and spinning it. This time it landed on Clair. Clair placed the muzzle to her head. Was her first night here already going to be her last?

Click. She sighed, happy. If she had died without getting to sleep in that amazingly comfortable bed she would definitely come back to haunt every girl here.

The next spin landed on Sam. “Ahhhh, oh man, so nervous!”

“C’mon Sam, the game was your idea.”

Sam had a wide grin as she placed the gun to her head. The grin stayed even after the bullet tore through her brain. For a moment she stayed in that position. Sat next to Clair with her hands holding the gun to her head. But like a tree falling her body slowly began to lean until she slumped over onto Clair’s shoulders. The gun falling to the floor with a clatter.

“Well at least she had fun” Clair muttered as she tried and failed to push the body off of her. “Uh, help?”

Irene and Robin stepped in. Robin linked her arms around Sam's torso while Irene grabbed the dead girl's ankles. “We’ll get her to the shed. Clair, you wanna come? Might as well show you where Elias handles the processing”

Clair followed the two as they transported Sams body through the mansion. “So Elias does the butchering himself?”

“Oh yes,” Irene answered, “He takes care of all the slaughtering and cutting up the bodies with his own two hands.” She gave a dreamy sigh, “He’s such a gentleman. I can’t wait til it’s my turn.”

Clair opened a sliding glass door for the two and the three made their way to the side of the house. There stood a building that Clair thought was way too large to be called a shed. When she opened the door the smell of blood and meat filled her lungs. Elias was at a large metal table, sawing the limbs off Daisy’s body. He had removed his shirt and Clair could see every muscle moving as he worked. He was covered in blood and sweat, despite this he wore a smile on his face. The sight did something to Clair and she couldn’t help herself from staring. Elias finally took notice.

“Well hello girls! I thought you would all be in bed by now.”

“We’re having a slumber party,” Robin answered, “Sam wanted to play a variation of russian roulette and well..” The two placed Sam's body on the floor next to the table.

“You girls, always giving me more work to do.” Elias gave a deep, kindly chuckle. He turned to Clair. “They treating you alright honey? You having a good time so far?

“Ah, um, yeah..” Clair had been focused on Daisy. She remembered what Irene had said on the way here. “So how do you kill them?” She wasn’t sure why she wanted to know, why it would matter. Curiosity about what her own death might be like.

Elias glanced back to Daisy's corpse for a moment. “Oh real quick and easy. I could show you. Do we have any volunteers?” Irene immediately jumped up, raising her hand like she was in school. “Me! I’ll help!”

Elias laughed. “Love that kind of enthusiasm. Alright girls over here and I'll show you how I do it.”

A giddy Irene was laid across the table next to Daisy’s body. Elias grabbed a large knife from the sink. Still covered in fresh blood. He rubbed the base of Irene’s ear as he spoke. “I like to make things as quick and painless as I can. After all, I don't want to see my girls suffering.” His hand moved to caress her cheek which she leaned into happily. “Just one, clean strike. Like so.” The hand holding the knife moved and in the blink of an eye the blade was embedded deep into Irene’s head. Her body stiffened for a moment. One soft “oh”, was the last thing she said before her eyes rolled back, and she was gone.

Clair gasped, but not from shock. Elias wiped some of the blood from the blade before tossing it into the sink. “Now both of you get some sleep. There’ll be a lot of work tomorrow, what with Clair’s training and two less warm bodies.”

Elias sent them off to their rooms, but Clair never felt more awake in her life. She imagined, for a moment, herself wrapped in Elias’s strong arms. Him gently stroking his fingers through her hair before plunging that big blade into her brain. She understood Irene’s excitement. She hoped her time would come soon.

“Your classes have been selected for a government sanctioned culling.” The principal delivered the news that morning, sat in front of the three teachers who would be tasked with delivering the hard news to the children. Their school was one of two in the county that exclusively admitted bunnies. So it was common for them to be the states first stop when the local bunny population was becoming too large.

“And..will we also be…?” Mrs Rosie, the 7th grade teacher, didn’t finish the question but she didn’t have to. The principal gave a nod.

“Yes, but only after your students have been taken care of. Make sure they stay calm and follow the soldiers commands”

“Do we have to call the parents?” came the kindergarten teacher, Ms. Ray’s question.

“The office will take care of notifying the parents. But it’s up to you three to inform your students in whatever way you see fit”

Ms. Maple, who taught the 3rd graders, raised her hand.

“What time will they be starting?”

“After the lunch period your classes will be called down one at a time. Make sure they’re ready when called for.” With that the principal sent the three back to their classrooms

~~~

When Ms. Maple reached the door she saw an armored canine soldier stationed in front. . His face was covered and he held a heavy looking gun. She watched his ear twitch as he heard her footsteps. She waved at him and received a stiff nod in response.

The noisy classroom only grew more so when she entered. The children had seen the soldiers coming and going from the gymnasium, and they all rushed her with questions when they saw her.

“Why are the soldiers here?”

“Is there gonna be a war?”

“Who’s that?”

“I wanna gun!”

“Who are they fighting?

“Bang bang!”

“Children, children, quiet down!” Ms Maple had to shout just to have a chance of being heard. The ones who didn’t get the memo were quickly shushed by the others. “We have a very special lesson today that will explain everything. Everyone back to your seats so I can take attendance.”

With order somewhat restored Ms Maple did her usual roll call, checking off names one by one. Everyone was present thankfully. But all were practically vibrating in their seats, waiting for her to explain the soldiers' presence

“Alright students, I know you’ve all seen the soldiers here in the school. Today is going to be a very exciting day, and no, we aren’t fighting a war in the gym.” The student who had originally asked that visibly deflated, suddenly losing all interest in the lesson.

Ms. Maple took a deep breath. “The soldiers are here today to help with culling the bunny population. Does anyone here know what culling means?” Noses twitched as each student tried and failed to come up with the answer. She was about to continue when Sarah nervously raised her hand.

“Um..my neighbor says it means bunny meat gets cheaper.”

Ms Maple smiled at her. “Yes, that is certainly something that will happen because of the culling. But culling is something they do when there are too many bunnies.” Ms Maple turned to her whiteboard, hastily drawing a handful of bunny-like shapes. “Too many bunnies eat too much food. Which means everyone goes hungry.”

She grabbed the eraser. “When this happens the government steps in and takes a few bunnies away to become meat.” She erased a couple of the figures on the board. “This means more food for everyone, prey and predators”

“So the soldiers are here to turn bunnies into food?”

“That’s right Tommy, good job”

“So why is there a soldier standing outside your door Ms Maple?”

“Well Vivi, our class is one of the ones they’ll be culling today.”

A new silence settled over the class. Noses began twitching, this time from fear.

“They’re gonna turn us into meat?”

“Are we gonna die?”

“Are we dying right now?”

More frantic questions bombarded Ms Maple. She waved her hands signalling the students to quiet down. There were a few tearful gasps around the room. Sarah’s lip was trembling. Ms Maple sighed internally. This was the hard part. Her class was in that age range where death wasn’t a foreign concept to them, but they had not yet been desensitized to it.

“Yes, we will be dying today, no it’s not happening right now”

At this Sarah full on started crying. Ms Maple hurried over, gently shooshing her and rubbing circles into her back.

“Sweetie what’s wrong?”

Sarah spoke between sobs, “I’m scaaarred”. Ms Maple could see a few other students were spiraling.

“There’s nothing to be scared of. I promise it will be over before you know it. It's just like going to sleep” Fat tears rolled down Sarah’s cheeks, her nose twitching furiously. Ms Maple could hear a few other students crying. “It’s okay it’s okay.” She was losing control. Her gaze drifted to the door. She could see the soldier standing outside with his back to them. With only a few hours left to live what harm could asking a question do?

She left Sarah for a moment, cracking open the door. “Excuse me?” The soldier turned at the sound of her voice. “I’m sorry to bother you. I think the children would be excited to meet you. Would you..care too much to come in and talk with them for a bit?” He was silent for a beat. Ms Maple had no way of knowing what expression he was making.

“Uh…sure?”

~~~

Soon the children were crowding around the soldier. Dave was the name he gave them. Well the name they had gotten when the children asked was, “ummmmm…..dddavve…Dave” Despite his intimidating appearance he was surprisingly awkward, but easily took cues from Ms Maple when the children asked a hard question.

“Will it hurt?”

“I don’t reall–..nno. It won’t hurt.”

One student pointed to his gun, “Is that how you’re gonna do it?”

“Oh this? Nah only if you try to– Uh, this gun is only for the bad bunnies.”

“Do you like bunny meat?”

“I. Love. Bunny meat.”

“Will you eat us?”

“Maybe”

Ms Maple caught sight of the clock. She clapped to grab everyone's attention. “Speaking of food, it's time for lunch!”


~~~


Lunch passed without incident. The children said goodbye to their friends. Now they were back in their classroom, waiting to be called. Ms Maple saw no reason to continue with lessons and so declared it a free period. She walked through the rows of desks watching the students enjoying their final moments. When she came to Sarah's desk the girl was hunched over a paper, scribbling away.

“Oh Sarah, what are you drawing there?”

Sarah looked up and, seeing Ms Maple, pulled away from the paper to show her. “Not drawing. It’s a will.”

So it was. Written in crayon. Detailing who would get what. Next to her brother's name was a large “Nothing”, underlined multiple times with an angry face. Tommy spoke up from a few desks away. “You can’t have a will. Those are for old people!”

“Actually”, Ms Maple cut in before an argument could start, “I think that’s a great idea. Everyone! Sarah just gave me a fun idea. Why don’t we all write letters to our families? I’m sure they’d love that.”

Soon everyone had their notebooks out. Writing, drawing, whatever they wanted to put down on the paper. As the children were working a loud bang could be heard. Followed soon after by another, and another. Everyone’s ears twitched and turned. The writing came to a pause.

“What’s that?”

“That must be Ms Ray’s class. Just ignore it. Focus on finishing your letters okay?”

Most of the children listened but some migrated to the window. Trying to see where the sound was coming from. Ms Maple found herself counting the gunshots as a timer. If she was remembering the class size right there should be three more students and then Ms Ray left.

Bang.

Two more students and then Ms Ray.

“Alright children. I think they’ll be calling us soon. Finish up your letters quickly and put them in your cubby so your parents can collect them.”

As the last few children were finishing their letters Dave opened the door. “Time to go”

~~~

They were led out single file to the field behind the school. Several more canines dressed in similar gear were there. Some were moving the bodies of Ms Ray and her students into reefer trucks. A few simply stood guard.

One was waiting next to a patch of grass with a line of bloody splotches trailing across. The man was cleaning his gun and nodded to Dave and Ms Maple as they approached.

“Classroom 105 sir, all present and accounted for.”

“Good. Let’s get this over with quickly.” He turned to look at Ms Maple, at least she had to assume he was. “We’ll have you and your students strip.” He gestured to a pile of clothes under a tent. “Then line them up here.”

“Of course.” Ms Maple led the students to discard their clothing where the man indicated. She helped out with buttons and zippers where it was needed. Once all the students were done she pulled off her own clothing.

“Ms Maple i’m chilly”

“It’s just the breeze sweetie. It’ll feel warmer once we’re in the sunshine.”

One by one the class lined up in front of the man. Some hiding behind others were quickly pulled away and made to stand next to each other. One of the girls was blushing, trying to cover herself up as best as she could.

They were instructed to kneel down on the grass and look forward. Ms Maple heard the first gunshot and saw Vivi fall face first into the grass. Another. Then another.

Her ears followed the sound of a hiccup, then a sob. She glanced over just enough to see Sarah had started crying again. Ms Maple couldn’t hold her now. There wasn’t much she could do but give useless words of comfort. Sarah was sobbing in full earnest now, deaf to any attempts to console her. She was abruptly cut off mid wail with a bang and her tear streaked face hit the dirt.

“Ms Maple I gotta go potty!”

“You can go on the grass Piper, it’ll be fine.”

“In front of everyone? That’s gross!”

The problem thankfully solved itself when the man reached Piper. With another bang she slumped forward, her bladder releasing of its own accord.

“Ewww. Piper just peed herself~”

“Be nice” Ms Maple scolded gently, “A lot of people pee when they die”

“Not me, I'm not gonna–” Bang. The child who’d been making fun of Piper was gone, and unsurprisingly peed themselves as they lay dead.

There were two children left now.

“Five little bunnies sittin in the shed. Axe goes chop and one is dead” Lillie had begun singing the children's rhyme not long into the process. She was so focused on it that she didn’t notice when it was her turn. “Four little bunnies sittin in the shed. Axe goes—” Her voice died away with a breathy squeak as the bullet tore through her skull.

Now there was one little boy left next to her. He looked up, wide eyed and twitchy nosed.

“It’s just like going to sleep?”

Ms Maple nodded, “Just like going to sleep”

“Okay…Goodnight Ms Maple.” With a final bang her last student was dead.

The man stepped behind her and she could feel the cold metal pressing against her head. “Goodnight..”

>>30201
That was cute! Did feel a bit wasteful to cull the teachers too. My favourite bits were the children asking "Dave" their questions and the little girl singing the rhyme!

((Underage, sex between adults, MF))

Ms. Ray entered her classroom, surprised to see someone already sitting with the students. One of the soldiers was sitting amongst the group of children. Letting them climb on top of him or rest in his lap. When he saw Ms Ray he set them back down before standing up again.

“Hi there, sorry, they were wondering where you were so I figured i’d entertain them for a bit” he extended a hand to her, “Call me Buddy”

~~~

Buddy was a huge hit with the children. He played games, told stories, and listened to their babbling with a deep seriousness. He sat with them at reading time and helped Ms Ray read Baby Bonnie’s Long Nap. He did the voices for all the characters that made the children giggle with glee.

“..and Baby Bonnie closed her eyes, ready for her very, very, long nap.” Ms Ray closed the book, smiling at her students. “Today children we’ll all be having a long nap, just like Baby Bonnie”

“Now doesn’t that sound fun?” Buddy chimed in, earning a ‘nooo’ from a few of the kids. “No? Well why not?”

“Naps are boring…”

Buddy tilted his head down at them, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, naps are the best.”

“But what if we’re not sleepy?”

“Oh I'm sure you will be after you eat lunch.”

Ms Ray watched with a smile as Buddy fielded the children's questions and spouted the many virtues of naps.

“You’re doing so well with them. Thank you for your help”

“Oh it’s no problem at all. I love kids. I'm hoping to get a career in teaching myself once my service ends.”

~~~


“I gotta say, I'm glad I was stationed with your class today”

A cartoon had been put on for the kids while Buddy and Ms Ray talked at her desk. The topics had been solely about teaching at first. Buddy listened as Ms Ray talked about the joys, the challenges, what motivated her. But it wasn’t long before they began to delve into more personal topics. Favorite foods, hobbies, fond memories from their own childhoods.

Buddy’s hand came to rest on Ms Ray’s and she felt a flutter in her gut. Buddy leaned in closer and her breath was creating a fog on his visor. Her other hand came up to his mask. Asking for just one peek. But as she was about to receive her answer…

“Ms Ray look! I drew you and Buddy!” The two quickly pulled away. Ms Ray pushed a strand of hair behind her head while she looked away. She heard Buddy clear his throat before addressing the child.

“Oh wow that’s great kiddo! That’s a great drawing!” With Buddy’s seal of approval the child happily returned to the group.

“I…think we should go somewhere a bit more private.”

Unfortunately the only private area available in the room was her supply closet. Shelves and boxes lined the walls making the space feel even more cramped. Ms Ray was practically pressed against Buddy while he fumbled to turn on the light.

“Sorry. I know it’s a tight squeeze.”

“Don’t be. We can work with this.”

Ms Ray’s hand lifted once more to his mask. When he didn’t stop her she gently slipped it off, revealing a tanned, handsome face with stubble all along his jaw. He flashed her a toothy grin and she could no longer hold back.

~~~

The shelves were pressing into her back but she couldn’t care. The two were locked in a passionate kiss. Their arms wrapped tightly around each other. Her panties lay on the floor and her skirt was pushed up to her hips while he thrust into her needy pussy. He finally pulled out of the kiss, leaving her gasping for air, just to assault her neck with nips and licks.

“God you’re so delicious. You’ll make such delicious bunny meat.”

A few things fell around them as the shelves shook. Ms Ray didn’t care even when she heard the shatter of something fragile. She tilted her head back, exposing more skin for his teeth. He took the invitation happily.

“I’m gonna buy your meat when this is done. I’ll enjoy every last sweet morsel of you.”

She moaned, “Please”

“Please what baby?” His own breath was heavy. She could feel his muscles tensing.

“ Eat me! Please! Eat me, eat me, eat me” She continued like that, no longer capable of forming any other coherent thought.

“I will, I promise I will”

At last he came inside her with a howl. Her own moan joined the cacophony echoing off of the walls. Her pussy drank up everything he gave as she rode out her own orgasm. For one blissful moment there was nothing and no one but them.

~~~

The two emerged from the closet. Ms Ray was still adjusting her skirt. Her hair was no longer in the neat bun she’d had before but a disheveled mess surrounding her face. Buddy followed, his tail wagging and thumping into everything, even knocking a few items over. The children were still watching their show and playing with toys. If any of them heard anything none of them were paying it any mind.

“By the way…” he revealed something pink and lacey in his grasp. “I’m keeping these.”

Ms Ray blushed as she realized why she had been feeling cold down there. She leapt forward to grab them but he scurried away cackling. She gave chase, playfully throwing one of their nap time pillows at his back. But when she saw what time it was she forgot all about the panties.

“Oh my goodness, we’re late for lunch!”

The children were hurriedly lined up and escorted to the lunch room where Ms Ray had to explain why her class had been running late.

~~~

Soon after lunch ended Buddy received the call to bring them out to the field. As they reached the area the children marveled at the trucks and soldiers surrounding the place. Buddy delivered them to who Ms Ray assumed was his superior. The class was instructed to strip and line up beside the man.

“Ms Ray, I'm still not sleepy. Can we play instead?”

Ms Ray shook her head, “No dear, it’s time for our nap. Remember to do everything the nice man tells you to do okay?”

They knelt on the grass. Buddy stood beside her, relaxed. At the other end of the line Ms Ray watched as the man aimed his gun at the first student and pulled the trigger. The child’s body fell, the gunshot wound visible even from here. A few flinched at the noise. Some stared at the body in innocent curiosity. The man continued down the line. Some students covered their ears from the noise.

“So…How will you cook me? Or will you eat me raw?”

Buddy thought for a moment, “Hmm…I think..a pie sounds good. My mom has this amazing rabbit pie recipe. I can’t get it right no matter how many times she shows me but…I think with you any pie would taste amazing.”

Ms Ray smiled, touched at the thought of being in a family recipe. “I think that sounds lovely.”

The gunshots were getting closer now. Susie, who had been picking at dandelions, suddenly sprang up running over to Ms Ray and Buddy.

“Susie!”

“Woah now” Buddy met her halfway, hastily grabbing her up in his arms. “What are you doing kiddo? You have to stay in your spot or my friends will think you’re a bad bunny”

Susie presented a dandelion to Buddy. “Flower. For you.” Buddy gasped softly.

“Is that really for me? Well thank you Susie.” He took the dandelion, placing it in his front pocket. He carried her back to her spot where his commander was waiting. “Alright now, time to nap.”

Susie nodded. Placing her head in her hands she pretended to snore like she’d seen in cartoons. When she fell it almost looked like she was sleeping for real.

Buddy returned to Ms Ray’s side, showing off the dandelion he received.

“Thank you for that.”

“Of course, it’s what I'm here for.

They chatted some more, but eventually it was Ms Ray’s turn. The man stepped behind her but she couldn’t take her eyes away from Buddy even now.

“Well Ms Ray, it was wonderful meeting you. Thanks for the fun time” There was a lilt in his voice as he said ‘fun time’.

“You too, thank you.” She kept her eyes on him, imagining the smiling face beneath the mask, until she couldn’t anymore.

>>30224
Another very cute one! I really love the idea of the children having a chance to get to know the soldiers or one of them at least so it's not so scary for them.

((underage, gangbang, mf, some implied mm))

“So can we just have a free day then?”

Mrs Rosie had it much easier than her other two coworkers. Her classes education had already covered the subject of cullings.They knew their lives were bound to be short. No need to fluff things up or wipe away tears. So of course the only thing on their mind was whether or not they still had to do school work.

“Absolutely not.” As a chorus of incredulous ‘what’s’ and groans filled the classroom Mrs Rosie pulled a stack of papers from her desk. She passed by each student dropping off the worksheets. “I’ve brought worksheets for you all to do. Once you’ve answered all the questions you'll write me three paragraphs about why the cullings are necessary.”

“But miss, we're dying!”

“You’re not dying yet.” Mrs Rosie returned to her own desk. The students grumbled and glowered but soon pencil was moving across paper and Mrs Rosie could relax in the mundane order of it all. She herself had tasks to do that now had to be completed before the afternoon. Opening her laptop she let her mind focus on numbers and spreadsheets. It was meditative in a way. Sweet silence.

“Mrs Rosie? Can I go to the restroom?”

Mrs Rosie sighed. “Rebecca…Why didn’t you go before class?” She already knew the answer. Why did she bother asking.

“I didn’t have to go before class.”

Of course. Every child's bladder magically became full once they were in the classroom. How could she forget. Pushing herself out of her chair she walked over to the door. A soldier was there, keeping guard, likely the same as her coworkers' classes. She knocked on the window to alert him before opening the door.

“I’m sorry..One of my students has to use the bathroom. Can she?”

After some consideration the soldier decided to simply escort Rebecca to the restroom. With Mrs Rosie’s promise that no students would leave the classroom in the meantime.

“Well what if I have to go to the restroom before they get back?”

“Then you’ll have to hold it.” Mrs Rosie answered, locking the door.

Mrs Rosie sat back at her desk and continued working. After a while she looked at the clock, then the door. They were taking a long time. Too long for a simple bathroom break. While she wondered what she should do, the two finally returned. As she opened the door it became obvious why they had taken so long. Rebecca’s hair was all mussed up. Mrs. Rosie could see a bit of white foam at the corner of her mouth.

“Rebecca” Mrs Rosie grabbed a tissue from her desk, handing it to Rebecca. She pointed at her own mouth as a hint to the girl. But it was too late. Several of her classmates had already seen. Rosie sat back down to a chorus of ‘ooohs’ and some other girls asking her questions about the soldier's size and taste. Her desk neighbor Patty stared at her for a moment and Mrs Rosie could see the gears turning in her head. Suddenly she whipped around to face Mrs Rosie, hand high up in the air.

“Mrs Rosie, I have to go to the bathroom too!”

“Sit down Patty…”

“But I really have to goooo”

“Me too!” chimed in another girl.

Suddenly almost every girl in the class had to go to the bathroom. Not only that, even Oliver, sitting in the back, shyly raised his hand and asked if there were any guys that would want to escort him to the restroom. Mrs Rosie closed her eyes, feeling a headache coming on. Sharp eyes turned to the soldier. ‘You started this, you take care of it’, was the message written across her face.

The soldier didn’t seem to care at all about the glare he was receiving. His tail was wagging a mile a minute. He held his radio close to his face and pressed a button, “C-740 here. We got a code pink.” The radio crackled with the excited exclamations of other soldiers. Looking back at Oliver still watching him expectantly he spoke into the radio again. “And one code…rainbow..?” Clearly that one had been made up on the spot, but judging by the single “Fuck yeah” that answered back it was understood.

The students returned one after the other. Giddy and red faced. Their clothes wrinkled up and in some cases misbuttoned or put on backwards. Mrs Rosie gave Patty her seat cushion when she noticed the girl uncomfortably squirming in the hard plastic chairs. Even Oliver waddled back in, a wide smile on his face despite the soreness he was clearly feeling. The soldiers stuck around. Just in case anyone else wanted a ‘bathroom break’. As Mrs Rosie let the last student back in she caught sight of one in particular. Taller, and broader than the others.

“Perhaps…I need a bathroom break too?” She addressed the taller canine. He tilted his head, seeming like he was considering it. She found herself holding her breath in anticipation.

~~~


The girls bathroom nearest to the class had been commandeered for the soldiers activities. A few stood outside, turning away confused students and staff. Mrs Rosie was bent over in front of the sinks, hands gripping the edge of the counter as the tall canine fucked into her from behind. She could clearly see her frazzled, red faced state in the mirror. Her ample breasts bounced with every thrust. The soldier's hands kept a firm grip on her ass as he rammed mercilessly into her pussy.

“What a whore”, he gritted out. “Is this why your slutty little students were so hungry for cock? Did you teach them to be whores like you?” She felt his gloved hands land a hard slap on her behind. The moan she let out echoed off of the tiled walls. “Yeah you like that?” Another harsh slap.

“Fuck! Yes!” her enthusiastic admission earned her some more spanking as she felt the climax coming. He unloaded his seed with a howl, which embarrassingly caused a group howl amongst the ones in and outside of the restroom. It was a miracle at this rate if the whole street didn’t know what was happening

She slumped forward gasping. She felt him pulling out. But no, it couldn’t be over already.

“Don’t…don’t stop” she couldn’t even recognize her own voice with how raspy it was.

The soldier was panting too. “I’m spent.” He called over to the others. “Anyone else need a quick fuck?”

The man pulled away, but another quickly took his place. When he finished inside of her another soldier came up behind her. She was completely blissed out, taking one cock after the next. She wasn’t sure when but at some point she had started taking cock in her mouth at the same time. Semen coated the inside of her mouth and dripped without end from her pussy. She felt like she could do this forever but sadly good things can never last.

“Hey it’s getting close to the lunch period. Wrap it up.”

She heard him but it took a while before she could comprehend what he said. She was laid out on the cold tiled floor. Her mouth and pussy now tragically empty. Shakily she pushed herself up with the assistance of some of the soldiers. She leaned against the sink, taking a moment to breathe. Her hair was a total mess. A generous helping of cum decorated her lower face. She got cleaned up best she could but she definitely didn’t look as put together as she was coming in. Shaky hands fumbled with the buttons on her blouse until a soldier reached out to help. Not without giving her breasts one more squeeze though. Wobbly legs somehow carried her back to class and her students were led out for lunch.


~~~

“I wonder where Ms Ray is..”

She was sitting with Ms Maple in the breakroom. A soldier had also been stationed here. She wondered if he was one of the ones from the restroom, but quickly shook the thought away with a blush. She looked around realizing that, yeah, Ms Ray wasn’t here yet.

“Perhaps she’s busy? You don’t think she…”

Ms Maple shook her head, “I’m sure the whole school would have heard if she or any of the students tried to leave the school. I’m sure you’re right, she must have just gotten caught up in something.”

Fifteen minutes into lunch Ms Ray and the something she got caught up in walked through the door. Ms Ray was giggling at some joke the man had said before they came in. When she saw the other two she hurried over with the soldier.

“Oh my god today..” she breathed out when she sat down.

“I know it’s been so tough.” Ms Maple agreed.

“Oh, by the way this is Buddy” Ms Ray gestured to the soldier sitting beside her who waved. “He helped me with explaining the culling to the class. You should have seen him, the kids love him so much.” She was staring at him now with stars in her eyes. They couldn’t see his face but he was looking right back at her.

“Yes, having a soldier talk to the kids really seemed to help out.” Ms Maple sipped her tea, “At least I hope it did. They were so afraid…If any of them start crying again it might just break my heart.”

“I know what you mean. Mrs Rosie, what about you? How are things going with your class? Did the soldier help?”

Mrs Rosie nearly choked on her salad. She quickly wiped her mouth looking away. “Um, yes, I think..the students feel better now.”

Ms Ray looked puzzled by the reaction, “That’s…gooood.”

The rest of the lunch period was spent talking, thankfully, about literally anything else. Mostly Ms Ray gushing about Buddy. The two spent much of the time flirting in a sickeningly sweet manner, leaving the other two simultaneously feeling like the third wheel on a date.

~~~

It was obvious that the worksheets were not going to be completed. The soldiers who had responded to the ‘code pink’ apparently had nothing better to do than muddle about her classroom entertaining students. A beanbag had somehow been procured and one of the soldiers was laid back in it. One of the girls was at his head gingerly rubbing his ears. Two more had settled down in his arms. Oliver was currently sitting in the lap of the soldier that had escorted him, His ‘boyfriend’, as the class room teasingly called the man. Another soldier sat in one of the desks, surrounded by girls and boys drawn in by tales of his service.

Order had been thrown out the window long ago. But she supposed she could let it slide. As long as the children were being kept busy she could work in the wonderful, sweet silence she had been asking for.

The soldier’s radios crackled to life. A series of numbers was called out from the speakers. Judging by the way each guard's ears perked up what was being said was their own codenames.

“Where are you fuckers?” the gruff voice demanded. Some students snickered like they had never heard a cuss word in their life. The soldier that had been cuddling on the beanbag slowly raised his radio towards his face. Speaking with a relaxed, far off tone. “In heaven sir…” For a moment the radio was silent. Then..

“You good for nothing flea bags get back to your posts or I'll neuter every last one of ya with a rusty axe I swear to god!” The voice barked out instantly sending all the soldiers into a panic. The students howled with laughter as they all ran out quite literally with their tails between their legs. Once the soldiers were gone the students had nothing to do but chatter amongst each other. Then the gunshots started. She buried her face in her hands, feeling her headache get worse by the minute

~~~

The class was out in the field now. They added their clothing to the pile in the middle of the tent. Even now the chatter never stopped. Some girls were comparing their chests. A few boys jeered at their naked peers, using words they had likely heard from the soldiers. Mrs Rosie rubbed at her temple. This could not be over soon enough.

Blair had gotten the okay to keep her glasses on for the process. She was practically blind without them and hadn’t wanted to take them off until the end. Connor apparently saw this as an opportunity for mischief. While she was distracted talking to her friends he approached her from behind. He quickly yanked the glasses off of her face, scurrying away quickly.

“Give those back!”

“Why don’t you make me?
Blair stumbled around following the blurry silhouette around the tent. Mrs Rosie was too preoccupied with her headache to even try to prevent what happened next. Connor ran outside the tent cackling like a lunatic. Blair still running after him. They did not get far.

The sound of machine guns filled the air. Connor and Blair's bodies jerked this way and that as dozens of bullets entered them. Connor dropped to the ground. His torso littered with gunshots. One eye was gone. The glasses still clutched in his hand. Blair was missing half an ear. Her body was in a similar state to Connors. Dead eyes stared up to the sky, a look of shock eternally plastered on their faces.

“Oh no…” Mrs Rosie felt guilt twist in her gut. This was the exact sort of thing she was responsible for preventing. Soldiers approached to carry the bodies away. The commander stalked over to the tent, clearly already irritated. “They weren’t trying to run, I swear. Connor was just trying to be funny, and Blair only wanted her glasses back.”

His face was hidden but his sharp voice made his feelings clear. “Yeah well anyone else that wants to be funny better remember it’ll be your parents paying the price.” He turned his head towards the students as he barked, causing many to flinch. “As for you”, his ire soon turned to Mrs Rosie, “you do your damn job and keep them in check.”

After that display the remaining students became more subdued, afraid of getting yelled at again. They were soon led to kneel in the grass. One by one the commander went down the line, putting a bullet in each head.

“...Oh my god, I can not believe Connor did that..”

“I can because he’s an idiot.”

“Jenny stop…”

“Well he is!”

“Mrs Rosie, Sean got his gunk on me!”

“Sean don’t–” her eyes landed on Sean's body lying in the grass. Some blood and brain matter had sprayed onto Patty besides him. She inhaled deeply through her nose, counting to ten. After what felt like an eternity Mrs Rosie’s final student was dead. The chatter was gone and the peace that settled over the field was divine. The commander stepped behind her and she felt the hard metal of the gun. With a relieved sigh she closed her eyes. Sweet silence at last.

annnnd realizing only after posting i made a mistake and put rosie in place of rebeccas name

>>30273
Haha good to hear there are some perks of the job for the soldiers!

I'd love to see a story in this world about a little bunny brother and sister or maybe bunny sisters going shopping with their mum and seeing dead bunnies in the butcher's shop window and get curious. Mayne Mummy Bunny sells one of them to buy a treat for the other?

>>30283
well now theres an idea i'm adding to the pile

really just the soldiers shooting the shit

slight necro))

“What a day huh?”

The soldier who spoke had a dandelion poking out of his pocket. His voice sounded wistful.

“Yeah…s-scary…”

“....Scary?” The soldier turned to his companion. Like him the other man had also been assigned to guard a specific classroom. The third grade classroom if he was remembering right. Yet his cohort trembled, ears pulled back in distress.

“Th-that teacher was really fucking scary man!”

Another soldier, hearing the conversation, gave his two cents. “Man you are so fucking weird do you know that?”

“You don’t get it!” the soldier despaired. Memories of the look Ms Maple would give him every time he was about to say something Not Maple Approved flashed through his mind and he shuddered.

“Right…”

“Hey, you had the kindergartners right? Bet that was an easy job.”

“Yeah they were great…and their teacher was amazing”

“You should’ve seen the 7th graders. Even the teacher was whoring it up. She took, like, at least eight dicks.”

“Speaking of the 7th graders…Hey! C-400! You might wanna finish up over there! The trucks gotta leave soon man!

C-400 had one of the bodies. A boy from Mrs Rosie’s class. He was holding it up by the ears with his cock between the pale lips.

“Mans saying goodbye to his boooyfriend~” the soldier that spoke cackled. “They were practically attached at the hip the whole afternoon.”

“Hah, when’s the wedding?”

“Har har, shut up…” C-400, apparently not getting what he needed, pulled out of the cold mouth. A small bit of tongue followed the tip out, now poking from between the lips. He began furiously jacking off, unleashing his load on the bunny boy's face. Finally satisfied, he tossed the body back into the truck.

“Te—C-460 convinced me to ‘try a cold one’...I don’t really get the appeal. No tongue action ya know?”

“I prefer them warm myself”

“Had lots of warm ones in the girls bathroom today”

“God I love my job”

“Just wait until tomorrow. We’re hitting up the highschool next.”

>>30290
I really like that your soldiers aren't cruel or sadistic, just doing a job. Although now we've seen a lot of mandated culling, I'd love you to explore the rest of this world's meat industry! What other citizens are considered potential meat alongside bunnies?

That's interesting. I was wondering what it reminded me of, and I think it's this:
https://e-hentai.org/g/3644242/12612302a3/

>>30306
I picture these stories in a Zootopia/Disney's Robin Hood type world.

>>30303

I've definitely given some thought to other animals. I'm on a bit of a bunny kick right now but there will definitely be some more kinds of meat in the future

I've been thinking of them as leaning more towards anthro than full furry. I haven't given much in the way of descriptions but they have the ears and tails of the animal of course. Human skin tones with furry legs. Clawed toes and fingers. Other animal traits too depending on the animal, like how all the bunnies had twitchy noses. Predators of course have the sharp teeth for eating meat

I might start doing sketches for each addition to give an idea of what the characters look like

underage, head destruction, necro

shorter than all the other ones but seemed too fun not to add))

Living next to the Harriets had its perks. Namely when the Mr and Mrs would offer up their children, in exchange for some manual labor around their small farm. Which is how Felix and his pack of two found themselves with three young bunnies at their disposal.

Felix was already balls deep in the oldest of the three, Heather. The young teen bounced on his throbbing cock like she’d been doing it her whole life. For all he knew she had. Across the room Jason had the twelve year old, Mary. Her neck bent at an odd angle. Her dead eyes stared right at him as Jason fucked her corpse without restraint. Bruno had his cock inside the mouth of Lacey. The young girl kept choking and pulling away to Bruno's disappointment.

“Damn it…can you really not take it deeper than that?”

“I’m sorry…”

Bruno groaned, “It’s…alright. Fuck…”

Felix finished inside Heather with a grunt. He took a moment to gather himself before he spoke. “If she’s having trouble I think I have an idea.”

~~~

Young Lacey stood in the backyard, clutching her dress nervously. Behind her the fence was stained with the blood of countless other prey before her. In front of her were Felix and Bruno. Felix held a shotgun in his hand, pointing it directly between Lacey’s eyes.

“Alright Lacey, just hold still. Keep looking at the barrel.”

The bang echoed through the yard. A fresh spray of blood decorated the wood. The entire top half of Lacey’s head had been obliterated by the gunshot. Her lower jaw was still there, tongue waggling. Her body remained in its standing position. The fingers that had been gripping the dress tightened, knuckles turning white. A stream of yellow flowed between her legs.

“There you go.”

Bruno grabbed what remained of her head, sliding his erection into her throat. He moaned, feeling the warm flesh constricting around him and her tongue moving along his balls.

“Fuck. Yes. This is exactly what I needed…”

Felix left Bruno with Lacey’s body. Back inside he saw Jason cutting up Mary for their dinner. In the living room Heather had been left with only her hand. The girl pushed her fingers in and out of her cunt furiously, her other hand feeling up her breast. Felix stood there for a moment, watching how her body moved, hearing her moans.

He wasn’t sure if she heard him approach. But she for sure felt as he shoved the barrel of his gun into her dripping pussy. “Keep going.” She obeyed eagerly. Fucking herself deeper and deeper onto the barrel. Slowly his finger moved to the trigger, and pulled.

shorter than all the others ones i've written so far yet the site decided it was too long. make that make sense

((no sex, debreasting))

Bella took a long drag of her cigarette, watching as the smoke snaked through the air above her as she exhaled.

“Fuck I hate this job..”

She had taken a job waitressing at a maid cafe that opened only two months ago. Worst decision of her life. The hours sucked, the pay was shit, and the outfits they had to wear. As a cow-girl she boasted a large pair of breasts. Many would assume this was a good thing. But finding clothes that fit her was a near impossible task. Even the largest uniform they had barely covered the huge jugs of milk hanging off her ribs. If she had a dollar for every customer that groped her she’d…probably still be working here but damn it, it was still a lot of customers.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, it’s great here! I get to call customers idiots! To their faces~”

Right. There were a surprising number of people who enjoyed being verbally abused by a rabbit girl. At heart Ashley was a bubbly, cheerful soul. But she had, what the manager had described as, the most terrifying resting bitch face in the world.

“God I wish I was you..”

~~~

“H-has master made a decision?”

Bella stood at her new table, pen hanging above her notepad. It was clear they hadn’t even looked at the menus she had sat down earlier. They’d spent most of their time so far leering at her chest. Suddenly one reached out to squeeze her boobs.

“Why don’t you fry us up a couple of these?”

She dramatically twisted away, covering her boobs with her arms. “Uwah?? Y-you want..my boobs??” She turned away shyly, pressing a hand to her mouth. “W-well…if it’s really what master wants…”

“See? I told you they could do it!”

~~~

Bella pushed back into the kitchen. A look of deep exhaustion on her face. “Donny! Table five wants some beef tits.” She was already untying her apron, walking over to the table Donny had designated as his butchering station.

Todd looked up from the pot of milk he’d been whisking. His long bushy tail was in a ridiculously large hair net. “Beef tips?”

“No..” Bella deadpanned, pulling off her top. She sat down, laying her breasts against the cold metal of the table.

“Oh…Ohhh. What??”

Donny pulled out a long, thin knife. He looked it over with a frown. “I oughta sharpen this first. Wait here.”

~~~

Ashley walked into the kitchen to see Todd sobbing with his face pressed deep into Bella's boobs.

“Nooo” ,came his muffled wails, “Now who’s gonna give me boob jobs?”

“Uh, Todd? The milk”

“God that’s right! Your milk was the best and now it’s gone foreverrr”

“Todd!” Ashley hurried over, pulling the pot away from the flame as it boiled over.

“Damn it boy, quit getting your slobber on the customer’s food!” The pig man returned with a glare and a bite in his voice.

Todd took a break, saying he needed a moment to mourn. Frankly he wasn’t the only one. Bella had a side gig selling her milk. With that source of income cut off she’d either have to take more hours here or find a second job. Neither one sounded all that appealing.

“When I need some extra cash I just sell a few of my kids.”

“We aren’t all popping out children like a pez dispenser Ash–haaaAAA!”

While Bella was distracted Donny made the first slice. Bella grit her teeth against the pain. It felt like a fire had started in her chest. Tears were already pouring down her face before he had even finished removing the first breast.

“Hang in there girl! You can do this!”

“AHHH SHUT UP SHUT UP!”

~~~

After what felt like an eternity Bella was successfully de-breasted. Now she was presenting the fried lumps to her ecstatic table. Blood leaked through the bandages Donny wrapped around her chest. She struggled to smile through the intense pain.

“Y--you’re dinner, master. I–” she gulped down a groan threatening to escape her throat. She could still feel the tears stinging her eyes and flowing down her cheeks. “I-I hope you enjoy them.” She set the plate down and turned to leave. She needed an icepack and at least a whole bottle of pain killers.

“Oh uh, hey, can I get a drink refill?”

“Also where’s the bbq sauce?”

“Can I see the dessert menu?”

Her smile cracked, but she couldn’t drop it now. These bastards. They were definitely doing this on purpose.

“Of. Course. I am here to serve.”

~~~

“Uggghhh! Fucking! Assholes!”

Bella delivered a punch to the door of the walk-in freezer. Unfortunately for her it did more damage to her hand than to the metal door.

“Fuuuuck!”

She nursed her bruising hand. The pain in her knuckles was a good distraction from the pain in her chest. Silver linings. She took some deep breaths before she spoke again.

“Is Robby in yet…? I’m asking for tomorrow off, fuck working like this..”

Todds ears perked under his hair net. He set down the dish he’d been washing and beckoned for Bella to come closer.

“Okay so, you didn’t hear this from me okay? But…I heard Rob talking about finding someone to replace you..”

“What??”

Donny spoke up with a warning tone, “Todd…”

Todd either didn’t hear or was choosing to ignore it. It was always hard to tell with him. “Yeah, said that ‘now that her best assets are gone’ he didn’t see any reason to keep you around.”

“That son of a bitch!”

~~~

Bella stormed out into the dining room. She spotted Rob at the registers, counting out cash and chatting with his phone pressed between his shoulder and ear.

“You could be at the queen's birthday party for all I care, get here within the hour or don’t bother coming in at all”

“Robert!”

Rob’s phone clattered to the ground. He looked at Bella, startled by the bite in her voice. Even the other customers turned to watch. Her tables were surprised to see their ‘timid’ waitress shouting down a wolf man.

“What do you mean you're replacing me? I’ve been here since day one, you bastard, you think you can just replace me??”

“Where did you– Damn it Todd!”

“So it's true!”

“Calm down Bella, listen just…finish your shift and we’ll talk alright?”

“Hell no!” She tore off what remained of her uniform. Now she stood with only the bandages covering her chest and her black underwear. “You know what? I quit! Fuck you! Fuck this whole place!” Customers were filming now. Many were laughing at the scene in front of them. Bella flipped off Rob and every customer there on the way out. Blood still boiling from rage she marched herself down to the nearest butcher shop. It wasn’t like she could afford to live anyway.

We need Soooo much more!!!