In one of the breeding rooms in the temple.

I gazed down at my sweet futa bunny, her eyes shimmering with a mix of nervousness and longing. Her newly crafted body trembled under my touch, responding beautifully to the slightest caress. She looked more adorable and perfect than I had hoped, a perfect blend of masculine, feminine, and submission. She was truly a masterpiece, a gift from me to myself, a tiny creature of lust, full of wonder and passion, ready to be fucked.

“Shh, my darling,” I murmured, brushing my lips against her fluffy ear, feeling it twitch against my cheek. “Let Mother make you feel so good.” I trailed my fingers down her sides, savoring the softness of her fur, and settled my hands on her hips, guiding her gently to lie back on the plush bedding. The candlelight flickered, casting a warm glow over her body, highlighting the delicate curves of her new pussy and the subtle hardness of her cock above it.

I leaned over her, my silver hair cascading around us like a veil, framing her flushed face. Her wide, trusting eyes locked onto mine, her lips parted in a soft pant.

I began with slow, deliberate kisses, starting at her collarbone and working my way down her chest. My tongue flicked over the sensitive nipples of the B-cup breast I gave her before, eliciting a soft gasp as her back arched slightly. I smiled against her soft white fur, loving how responsive she was. My hands roamed, one cupping her small balls tenderly while the other teased the slick outer lips of her pussy, coaxing more wetness from her. Her moans were music, soft and needy, urging me to continue.

“Does my bunny like that?” I purred, as I began to prepare her, not just physically, but emotionally. My hands, guided by an ancient instinct, moved with a deliberate slowness, designed to heighten every sensation, to coax every nerve ending to sing. I started with her thighs, tracing the soft fur, gently parting them further. Her breath hitched, a soft sound escaping her lips as her hips instinctively lifted a fraction. I kissed the inside of her knee, then trailed my tongue upwards, letting the rough warmth of it brush against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

“Ahh… yes Mommy” she let out a breathy moan, her cheeks flushed pink as she gazed at me, a mix of adoration, pleasure, and arousal in her eyes. It was enough to make any woman proud. She was a futa girl now.

“So sensitive now,” I purred, my gaze fixed on the pink, swollen labia that framed her new core. I watched as a bead of slick pre-cum welled from her clit, then slowly tracked down the opening, a testament to her profound arousal. This was not the timid, hesitant pre-cum of a young boy; this was the lush, eager wetness of a futa ready to receive. I leaned closer, inhaling the rich, earthy scent that now mingled with her familiar sweetness – the scent of pure, unadulterated female arousal.

My mouth continued its exploration, and I knew exactly how to take this sweet, virginal little futa apart. I blew a soft puff of air directly against her lips, relishing the way the heat made her squirm with excitement. My hands gripped her thighs, holding them apart while my tongue danced, teasingly, across the silky folds without ever dipping deeper. Each brush sent a shiver through her, drawing sweet whines and breathless gasps.

“Does it feel good?” I murmured, flicking the tip of my tongue over her throbbing clit before glancing up at her face again. Her mouth was open now, her breathing fast and shallow, her eyelids heavy. “You look so beautiful, my precious bunny. Do you want my mouth? Hmmm?”

“Y-Yes, Mommy!”

That was the word I needed to hear.

“How about my fingers?” I drew a long line with my tongue from the base of her small cock, all the way down the crack of her ass, then back until I reached her dripping slit. Then I gently parted the folds, revealing the moist, sensitive inner lips. They were a deeper shade of pink, almost purple with engorgement, and pulsed subtly with her rapid heartbeat. This new pussy was a masterpiece, responsive to every nuance of my touch. I reveled in how open she was, in the unadulterated trust she was giving me, and for that, she deserved a prize.

My lips met her lower ones, and she let out a gasp as I pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to her clit, my tongue licked and sucked, drawing on her sensitive flesh with an urgency that made her whole body tighten, and her hands fisted the sheets as she struggled to control the sensations wracking her body. Her hips bucked slightly, instinctively pressing up against my mouth as I felt the hard length of her clit straining for friction, seeking release. Her small cock bobbed with every movement, leaking steadily now, and I couldn’t resist giving it a teasing stroke, my fingers slick with her own pre-cum as I worked her shaft in tandem with my tongue on her clit.

“I think that’s enough for a warm-up,” I murmured as I moved between her legs, settling my own body above hers. Her eyes fluttered open, wide, and glazed with pure ecstasy. Her new pussy was glistening, practically dripping with her readiness, the entrance begging to be filled. I positioned myself, aligning my hard, throbbing cock with the welcoming, slick opening of her new pussy. Her small balls, still resting above, brushed against my own as I leaned in.

“Are you ready, my sweet futa?” I breathed, my voice a low, husky growl. I could feel the head of my cock pressing against her, the anticipation building between us. “Ready to feel me inside you?”

“Ohh, Mommy, yes, yes. Please. Breed me. Fuck me! Pleeease, please please breed me!!!” She whimpered with a nod. I could feel her small heart beating rapidly, her pulse racing with a mix of nervousness and excitement.

With utmost tenderness, I began to press the head of my cock against her clit, letting it slide over the sensitive knob, teasing her further. She whimpered, her body tense with anticipation. Slowly, so slowly, I began to push. The tip of my cock met the entrance, warm and incredibly tight. I could feel the soft, plush walls gripping me instantly. There was a brief moment of resistance, and then I thrust forward, sliding inside of her, watching the beautiful expression on her face. She let out a sharp cry as she felt the tip breach the entrance, and I stilled, letting her body adjust, not wanting to hurt her.

“It hurts…” she moaned as the walls adjusted around the intrusion. The passage was exquisitely tight, her body already clutching at me in the most exquisite way.

“I know my dear, but you’ll like the pain, it’s what makes you a woman” I whispered softly, pushing deeper still. There was no resistance now I tore her hymen and claimed her virginity for myself.

I held still for a moment, letting her adjust, letting her new body acclimate to the profound experience of being utterly penetrated. I felt her muscles relax around me, slowly, as if melting. The raw, desperate trembling lessened, replaced by a softer, more continuous shiver of pleasure and I found myself leaning down capturing her lips in a deep, possessive kiss, my tongue exploring her mouth as I began to move, shallow thrusts that let her feel every ridge, every vein of my cock. Her newfound sensitivity was intoxicating—each thrust drew a moan, a whimper, her pussy clenching tighter with every motion. I could feel her clit brushing against the base of my cock, sending sparks of pleasure through her, and I angled my hips to ensure it grazed her just right.

“You’re so tight, my little bunny,” I growled, my voice thick with lust. “So perfect for me. Can you feel how much Mother loves you?”

“Yes…and do you like it too… Mother?…” she whispered her voice barely a breath, her hips beginning to rise instinctively to meet my thrusts. Her small cock, still nestled between us, bobbed with each movement, occasionally brushing against my stomach, adding another layer of sensation. I focused on her face, watching her eyes half-lidded with desire, her mouth slightly ajar, soft whimpers escaping with every deep thrust.

PAT! PAT! PAT!

It didn’t take long for my thrusts to get stronger, deeper, and faster, reaching deep into her new womb to the point where I had to use my divine energy because if I did not, my thrust could break something inside. I saw her tummy move and it was hot as fuck.

PAT! PAT!

The rhythm became a frantic cadence, our bodies pounding together, a symphony of raw, unbridled passion. Her legs wrapped tighter around my waist, pulling me deeper, and urging me to push harder. Her moans intensified, becoming guttural cries that spoke of pleasure so overwhelming it bordered on pain. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her heart hammering against her ribs, a wild drumbeat matching the frenzied pace of our coupling.

“FUCK!”

I could feel the pressure building within her, a delicious coil tightening, ready to spring. Her tail thrashed against the sheets, a white blur of pure instinct, a visual manifestation of the internal storm raging within her. Each thrust drove me against her newly crafted G-spot, eliciting gasps and desperate pleas from her lips. She was completely lost to the sensation, her eyes squeezed shut, head thrown back, a faint sheen of sweat covering her fur. My cock was slick with her abundant wetness, sliding in and out with satisfying ease despite the exquisite tightness.

“Ahh~…Yes… MORE!” She was chasing the climax, driven by an innate desire I had awakened within her. The air was thick with our combined scent, a heady mix of musk, sweat, and the sweet, fertile aroma of her breeding pussy. I knew she was close, infinitesimally close to the precipice of her first truly feminine climax. But I’m not done yet.

As the missionary position pushed her to the brink, I felt the need to shift, to offer her a different angle, a new dimension of sensation for her burgeoning sexuality. I pulled my cock out with a loud, wet schloop that made her cry out in protest, her hands instinctively reaching for me.

“Not done yet, sweet bunny,” I murmured, my voice husky, as I gently guided her onto her hands and knees. Her fur ruffled as she moved, her tail twitching with lingering arousal. The sight of her rounded bottom, elevated and exposed, with her wet, pink pussy glistening invitingly beneath, was enough to make my cock throb with renewed intensity. 

Her small balls swayed gently below, a delightful contrast to the welcoming entrance I was about to fill again. She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes wide, a question in their depths, quickly replaced by a look of understanding as I repositioned myself behind her, kneeling to meet her.

I pressed my throbbing cock against her entrance, letting the tip tease her opening. She whimpered, her hips twitching, her tail flicking eagerly. The anticipation was palpable but then I paused as a wicked idea came to mind.

“EH?” a sudden, playful smack startled her. And when the bunny futa looked back she was shocked to see another 12-inch cock right next to the old one. And I won’t let this chance go.

“How do you feel about double dicks, my little rabbit?” I asked casually, stroking both cocks slowly, one in each hand, enjoying the feel of her wide-eyed gaze on me.

She swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat. This new addition, perfectly mirrored beside the first, pulsed with its own eager life, both now poised at her entrance.

She trembled violently, her rear twitching back and forth as if in a desperate debate between fear and overwhelming desire. Her new pussy, already so sensitive, quivered at the prospect of being stretched even further, of accommodating not one, but two divine lengths.

“I trust Mommy.” she managed to say, her voice shaking almost as much as she was, “she knows best.”

“Very good. Very good my darling,”

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