Some friends, huh? Won't even risk their lives to save yours. Well, I mean... I say "risk", but there's really only one way it can end. Still, that's gotta sting a little, right?

Imagine being a regular bunny, trying to enjoy a nice day out at the beach. You've brought your towel, your umbrella, a few snacks, and a friend to share them with. It's still early in the afternoon, the temperature is perfect, you just had a short swim and are ready to lie down for a bit. You might take a nap, or maybe read a book, or play cards with your friend. You haven't decided yet.

As you're mulling over your options, you feel something slimy on your toes. It's not water from a wave, or a rogue spurt of sunscreen. It's something way worse, and it's happening so quickly that you don't have any time to react. The tip of a lizard's giant cock is wrapped tightly around your feet, and it's sucking you in quicker than you can fight back.

"This is just the perfect spot, thanks for saving it for me." He says, casually, with just a hint of smugness.
You panic. Kick. Punch. Try to get out in any way. But your fighting only makes you slip in more easily, and your fur, still wet from the swim, is actively working against you.

Before you know it, the vast majority of your body is stuffed inside the thick, hungry member. The walls are squeezing you so tightly that you're having trouble breathing, and as your vision gets blurry, the lizard has gotten himself all nice and comfortable. Lying down on your towel. Under the shade of your umbrella. Wearing your sunglasses. Soon to be snacking on your food... And ending your life just as easily.

All of a sudden, you remember: your friend! Caught up as you are in your rush of adrenaline, you didn't even think to ask them for help! You look down to meet their gaze, and... You realise that there's no hope for you.
They're staring at you, petrified. Frozen in fear. Your cries for help not even registering for them. The throbbing cock, so greedy and eager to get a second meal, is just too terrifying.
You extend your hand to them. You cry. You beg. But nothing.

Suddenly the lizard, entertained by your pathetic attempts at survival, decides to mess with them.
"Well? Aren't you gonna help him?" He mocks, knowing fully well that you're already as good as dead.
The lizard's words make your friend snap out of their trance. They take a few careful steps back, then start running. They don't even have the courage to look you in the eyes. To say they're sorry. They leave you to struggle in the predator's cock, and eventually die inside of his sack.

And you know what? They made the right choice. They survived. They got lucky. As for you, you're at the lizard's mercy. And he's not planning on letting you go.

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This beautiful summer piece was drawn by, and features, BunnyBitchEep!

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