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Chapter 10: Bunny Cream

"Oh, fuck, Victoria," Desiree moaned, her cheek pressed against the white cotton tablecloth. "Your cock is so big!"

"It's new," Victoria explained as she railed herself into the bunnygirl. "Thicker. Bumpier. Ribbed. Do you feel those?"

She pushed forwards and drew a long squeal from Desiree. The bunnygirl's eyebrows were arched high in the middle, her eyes squeezed shut in pure passion. Her cock was still rigid, bent down between her legs and bumping into the table with every one of Victoria's vicious thrusts.

"Yes!" Desiree moaned when she regained the power of speech. "Fuck me harder, Victoria!"

Victoria's giggle turned into a laugh. "Here's your competition, Tiana. How quickly can I get you begging for more dick?"

A cold shudder ran through my body. I wanted to be begging for it. I wanted Victoria to push me down and ravish me with her bright pink cock. I was desperate for it, and I told her so.

"I want it so badly, Victoria," I said, my voice almost whiny with need. "Please, stop fucking her and use it on me right now. I want your cock in my ass so badly."

Victoria cackled. "I love this place!"

She dove deep into Desiree, ignoring me and my begging. The bunnygirl's moans and cries got louder and higher-pitched with every thrust. It was clear that she was close. But Victoria hadn't given her permission to cum yet, and Desiree was a good bunnygirl. And a good bunnygirl waits.

A better one begs.

"Victoria, I need to cum," she groaned. "Please, let me cum. I'm so close!"

"I suppose you've done an admirable job," Victoria sighed, smacking the girl's silk-covered rear. "But you can only do it on the new girl's face."

My eyes widened as Desiree looked at me, her face hopeful.

"Please, Tiana," she begged, her words interrupted by mewling moans of pleasure. "Please, let me cum on your face. I need to so bad. Fuck, her cock feels so good!"

In that moment, I wanted to be her. I wanted to be on my face, a cock in my ass, begging for release. I was hard and horny and jealous and shocked at just how desperate I was for it all. And the best part was that I could have it — there was just one thing I had to do first.

I leaned in and kissed her, then slithered down between her legs on my back, mouth open, ready to accept what she could give me. Her massive cock smacked against the table, a stream of pre-cum pouring from the tip. Tense leg muscles and curled toes were all the signs of a bunnygirl fighting tooth and nail to keep herself contained.

"You sissy slut," Victoria was saying to Desiree. "You're just a hole to take my cock. A pretty face to suck me and lick me. Isn't that right?"

"Yes!" Desiree cried. "I'm just your fuck toy!"

"Good girl," Victoria purred. "Now cum, bunny. Cover that slut with your cream."

She didn't need to be asked twice. A geyser of cum exploded from her swollen tip. She couldn't have had better aim if she tried: the sticky line stretched from my forehead down to my chin. I could already feel my make-up beginning to run.

More jets followed, spraying me and my uniform and the floor around me. Desiree was crying out in pure pleasure, Victoria still relentlessly pounding her from behind. Hot strands burst from her and covered me. I lapped up what I could. It tasted bitter and sour, but I knew that Victoria wanted me to do it.

And I was a good sissy bunnygirl. I wanted to please.

"Look at that mess," Victoria cooed, looking down her legs at me.

I grinned at her, licking my lips for emphasis. I could have sworn I saw her shudder with excitement. She muttered something under her breath, then pulled her pink strap-on from the still-cumming bunnygirl above me.

"You," she snapped at me. "I've waited long enough to show you what you're good for."

I shimmied out from under a quivering, moaning Desiree and adopted a pose I thought was demure but sexy. Feet together, hands behind my back, head tilted down like I was looking at the floor but eyes full of fire and trained firmly on Victoria. My cock surged in its silken confines, neglected but far from ignored. I was worried I might have a wet spot in my uniform.

"What am I good for, Victoria?" I asked, raising my eyebrows suggestively.

Her brow furrowed and she pulled back her lips in a snarl. "Bend yourself over that table and I'll fucking show you."

"Don't be gentle," I teased as I assumed the position.

"I won't be."

My tail wiggled. My ears flopped forwards and I brushed them back upwards just as I felt her strap-on worm its way between my cheeks. Angry fingers dug until the back of my bodysuit and ripped it to the side. I was exposed, my rear naked and ready. I wiggled it at her and turned around, blowing her a kiss.

"Ready when you are, honey," I grinned at her, dropping my head to the side. "I want that cock so bad."

She smacked it against my crack, letting it slide down between my cheeks. I jumped as the knobby head bumped passed my hole, and for just a second I had a crisis of confidence. Did I really want this? Did I really want to be this person — Tiana, world-class cocktease and bunnygirl? I was a guy, and guys aren't supposed to dress like this or act like this.

But then the cock slid into my ass and all my anxieties melted away.

Oh yeah. That's why I like this.

"Oh, fuck!" I groaned, letting my head fall between my shoulders. "Fuck me, Victoria!"

"I'm going to fuck every last drop of sissy cream out of you, girl," she growled from behind as she drove herself into me. "You don't have to beg."

"But you — OH! — like it when I beg," I pointed out, interrupted by some of the thicker ribs on the dildo. "It wouldn't be as much fun if I didn't."

"Don't get cock," she said. "That's my job."

"Just fuck me," I moaned as she finally slid up to her hilt. "Make me into the bunnygirl of my dreams."

She leaned down across my back, her lips brushing my ears. "When I'm done with you, you'll never want to take off that uniform."

Goosebumps lit up my skin. "Prove it."

And she did.