The club was packed and the music was thumping so loud that Bill could feel it in his chest. The short, thin anthro rabbit nervously made his way through the crowd of half-naked males, being pushed along insistently by Chuck, a fox who was one of his friends from work. Behind Chuck was David, a cat the two had only recently met.
 
"Keep going, man!" Chuck was saying. "You'll wanna be up near the pole."
Nodding absently, Bill kept pushing through the crowd. In the middle of the vast, crowded dance floor was a brass pole that came down from the high ceiling, ending on a small, rectangular stage.
 
"That's where he'll come down," David noted, indicating the pole with his finger. He was helping Chuck push Bill further into the crowd.
 
Bill found himself wondering why he had come here. He hated being in crowded places, and he hated going to parties. Chuck and David had insisted that he accompany them to the dance club cum gay bar, a demand that had come so suddenly that Bill was never given a chance to change out of his work clothes. So, here he was in the middle of a gay club, in his white dress shirt and blue power tie, shirt and slacks already becoming somewhat damp with sweat.
 
The timid rabbit wasn't what one would call a "looker", being extremely thin and somewhat potbellied, with eyeglasses so large they seemed to take up half his face, and he never seemed to bother taking a comb to his short, spikey red hair. Regardless, everyone seemed to think he was cute, Chuck and David included, and he was getting a variety of catcalls from the various other anthros around him, which made him blush.
 
Outside was a poster advertising the club's star attraction; a hot, tall and lithe white hare. At least, that's what Bill remembered from a few moments ago. Chuck and David hadn't let their companion linger long at the entrance, and before he'd gotten a good look at the poster they'd already grabbed their friend and steered him inside. All he'd gotten was the name of the dancer: "Tris." "Pure Lust," according to the poster. Bill figured it didn't really matter since he was about to see the real thing in a few moments anyway.
 
Finally the three were within a few feet of the stage. "This is where all the action is," said Chuck. Suddenly the beat of the techno music which filled the club intensified and a roar came up from the crowd as all eyes turned towards the stage. Looking up, Bill and his friends could see a circle open in the ceiling high above them. And then he was sliding down and down the brass pole, planting himself on the stage. Tris was a white-furred hare that looked about seven feet tall, especially to Bill looking up at him from down on the dance floor, and was all sleek firm muscle, clad in nothing but a long white four flap loincloth with a silver ahnk at the bottom of each flap.
 
His eyes were a vivid violet, like the inner liner of his loincloth. His long obsidian hair cascaded down over his smooth shoulders and smooth toned back. Also, Bill could see, his skin on the insides of his incredably long ears was pitch black, as well as his pawpads, nose, lips, and the skin around his eyes. The rabbit found this somewhat unusual, but his attention was drawn back to the sheer manliness of the dancer as Tris began to move his body to the music. He slowly moved in a circle, pivoting around, his loincloth flaring out as he moved his body with grace to match his strong but slender form.
 
Bill's mouth was agape, and he felt his glasses slide down to the tip of his nose as he watched. Tris kept moving, bending down, thrusting his arms into the air, shaking his full, round ass in the direction of his many admirers. The crowd was surging toward the center of the huge room, all pressing in to get closer to Tris onstage, and Bill found himself almost having to lean back against the pushing bodies just to stay standing.
 
A shove from behind sent the rabbit stumbling forward, his glasses falling from his face and clattering to the dance floor. With a small cry he dropped down and began to frantically search for them, praying that none of the carless, excited people moving around him stepped on them. With a sigh of relief, Bill located the spectacles and put them back on, and as he stood up he found himself suddenly face to face with Tris, who was crouched down on the edge of the stage, looming over him in a fashion that was both menacing and yet somehow gentle. And then he was away again, back to dancing 'round the pole to the excited cheers of the crowd.
 
Tris hooked his thumbs in his loincloth, winked at the audience, although mostly in Bill's direction, and proceeded to tear the scant article of clothing from his body. Bill caught his breath, moving to adjust his suddenly hard cock in his pants. Tris was built like a god, looking like he was carved out of smoothe marble. Now the only thing he wore was a sort of black half-jockstrap - there was a waistband and a pouch, but no leg straps - the pouch simply stretched down over Tris' massive bulge, showing the outline of his cockhead clearly through the fabric.
 
Bill was overcome with the sudden desire to ditch his pants and begin jerking off right then, but found that even though a number of other anthros in the crowd were doing the same, he was just too shy. Suddenly he found that Chuck and David were beside him, and they startled him. He'd forgotten all about them! Chuck said, "Now comes the fun part!"
 
The fox pushed past Bill, waving a dollar bill in his hand. He made it to the edge of the stage, and Tris squatted down weaving back and forth as Chuck reached up and stuffed the bill into his waistband, grabbing a quick feel of his thigh before falling back into the crowd. Within minutes, it looked like Tris had a fringe of green around his waist. Many tried to get a grope of his fabric-covered cock, but he managed to skillfully break their grip, allowing them just a teasing brush of the heavy, swinging pouch.
 
He continued pivoting, turning his ass in Bill's direction. Bill felt a drop of precum leak from his cock; the hare's ass was incredible. Suddenly he felt David pressing something into his palm and looked down to see a $50 bill in his shaking hand. "Here man," the cat said with a wide grin, "go for it!"
 
Bill shook his head no, but was suddenly seized by both the feline and Chuck, who shoved him closer to the stage. The rabbit actually slammed into the stage with enough force to take the wind out of him, and found himself half on and half off the platform, still holding the $50 bill in his hand. He hoisted himself up a bit with one hand, and managed to stuff the bill in Tris' waistband, but the dancer didn't seem to notice Bill or the money he'd just tucked in Tris' jock. In a sudden burst of uncharacteristic fervor, Bill desperately gave the hare's ass a slap before he was pulled back into the crowd.
 
Tris immediately turned his head, glowering. He reached back to get the Bill's money. On seeing the denomination, his expression changed, and he gave Bill a wink. The crowd erupted as he spread his thighs and thrust his crotch at Bill while still in a squatt. He beckoned with a finger, and Bill came forward again, cupping Tris' bulging jock pouch, feeling the heat from his cock, thinking that this was the most incredible moment of his life.
 
Tris reached down, grabbing the enraptured rabbit by the the front of his dress shirt, pulling him effortlessly off his feet and up onto the stage with himself. Bill yelped and struggled briefly, but then his feet touched the stage floor, and he found himself standing before the swaying, lithe form of the hare. The crowd cheered in response to this, and Bill could see Chuck and David among them, giving him a thumbs-up gesture. They, along with everyone else, were chanting, "Dance! Dance! Dance!"
 
Grinning nervously, Bill began dancing. Or at least he tried to. The rabbit had no sense of rhythm whatsoever, but it didn't matter, because although the audience was interested in seeing Bill dance, Tris had other ideas. He seized Bill's necktie and tugged gently on it, wordlessly instructing him to remove it. Bill did so, and then he felt hands undoing the buttons on his shirt, which he shrugged off. His heart was beating furiously in his chest, the rabbit unable to believe he was actually being invited into doing a striptease with the most gorgeous guy he'd ever laid eyes on!
 
Licking his lips in what Bill thought was perhaps hunger, Tris reached down and undid his belt, and after unzipping his trousers those were slid down the bunny's long, skinny legs, to pool around his ankles. After kicking them aside and off, the rabbit stood onstage, in front of hundreds and hundreds of leering, shouting males, in nothing but his underwear, a pair of tight fitting briefs that were much tighter than they should be, due to Bill's throbbing erection. A strong lithe arm encircled him, pulling him into the toned chest, then drawing the unresisting rabbit up into a deep, passionate kiss. Bill closed his eyes and groaned softly as Tris' tongue slid past his lips to play with his own.
 
And suddenly Tris ripped his jockstrap off, sending money flying into the crowd and exposing his absolutely massive, throbbing black cock for all to see. Bill could feel it poking insistently up into his abdomen. Tris released the rabbit, who, overwhelmed by the dancer's sex appeal, sank weakly to his knees before the hunky hare, face inches from the pulsing member. Tris smiled, realizing that it was time now. He grabbed a handful of the rabbit's short red hair, yanking his head up and causing his glasses to fall off.
 
Still gripping Bill's hair, but not painfully, Tris pulled the rabbit's head towards himself... towards his crotch.... no, towards his cock. He forced Bill's head between his powerful thighs, and his dick swelled enormously, oozing precum from the slit on the tip. Its veined, pulsing length filled Bill's vision. Bill felt his face pressed up against Tris' slick cockhead, pushing into the warm flesh and smearing his face with the warm pre-fluids, and just when the rabbit began to wonder what the hell was going on, Tris' slit stretched and expanded, slipping around his face, oozing thick, clear precum. Bill tried to cry out, feeling his mouth filling with precum. Tris flexed his cockhead, working Bill slowly into his slit, sucking him into his cock.
 
Bill could feel the slit working down his body, gobbling him up into the warm, slimy shaft. He began to kick with his legs, trying to work himself out. Tris' dick throbbed with his heartbeat as Bill slid deeper. Bill felt himself pulled in with each pulse, each flex squeezing him tighter, sucking him deeper - past his stomach, his waist, and his thighs, and before long Tris' powerful cock slit was flexing around his knees. "Awwwwww, man," groaned Tris as his cock continued to eat the tasty little bunny boy.
 
Tris then squatted with his hands on the floor. His hips thrust upward, dick straining. Remarkably, the cock lifted itself, bunny and all, up to point directly at the high ceiling! With a slurp, Bill was drawn in to his shins, his big rabbit feet only kicking weakly now, toes flexing uselessly in the air. No longer needing to push or pull, Tris just let gravity take over. He flexed his dick, groaning at the feeling of having an entire rabbit stretching him to his limits. He looked questioningly at the audience, who had been cheering him on throughout his entire ordeal, and they all shouted, "Do it! Do it! Do it!" And with that he started flexing faster. Slip, Bill was pulled in to his ankles. Thrust, his heels were engulfed. Groan, the tips of his toes sank out of sight down between the two black hills of Tris' cocktip. And with a shudder of Tris' body, Bill was gone.
 
The struggling bulge that once was the unfortunate rabbit slowly shrank as it slid down, down the shaft and into the big, handsome round ballsac of the hare. Tris collapsed, panting, and leaned against the brass pole for support, his eyes half-lidded and a small, contented smile on his muzzle. He slowly caught his breath, his erection standing slick and stiff, jutting proudly from between his thighs. He gave the dick a loving stroke as the crowd, including Chuck and David, cheered loudly. Only he could hear the soft, gentle gurgling sounds coming from within him, signaling the end of the bunny, who was being turned into a nice big load of cum, added to the hare's already massive reservoir.
 
Money was thrown onto the stage. After a few moments, Tris regained his strength and stood, collected the money and his discarded loincloth and jockstrap, then bowed to the adoring crowd and paused; picking up Bill's glasses, then turned and walked off the stage behind the curtain. The tie, shirt, and pants remained where they had fallen.
 
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Eventually though it became obvious that Tris was done for the night, and so the majority of the clubbers went back to dancing. A few, though retired to the back rooms for a little fun, having been intensely aroused by the show. Chuck and David remained, looking a bit confused. "Wow," said David, "a striptease AND a magic act. That looked sooooo real, didn't it?"
 
"I guess so," said Chuck, stroking his chin. "Well anyway, we came to see Tris and we saw him, so let's get going. I gotta be up early for work tomorrow."
 
"All right," said David, and started for the exit, stopping short and blinking. Turning back to Chuck he said, "Uh, what about Bill? He works at the same office you do, doesn't he?"
 
"Shit, that's right," Chuck replied, grumbling. "Well, I guess we better go get him. He must be backstage, the lucky bastard, c'mon." He motioned for David to follow, and the fox and cat made their way around the stage.
 
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Tris arrived back in his dressing room, setting the jock and the loincloth on the table next to his earnings. He sat in the armchair placed there for him and looked at the spectacles. He started thinking about that bunny. His cock became even more erect if that was possible. He put down the glasses and stroked his massive cock, feeling the weight of the thick cum in his sac laying on his thighs. He moaned softly as he approached his orgasm. In a few moments his cock bucked as he whispered ancient words under his breath.
 
He came explosively and the cum pooled on the floor in the shape of a rabbit. As he came more and more, the cum filled out the shape of the bunny, until he was spent and a bunny made of cum lay on the floor. A moment later, the bunny became flesh and blood and took in breath, laying naked on the floor. Tris picked up the bunny and gently placed him on the provided bed and tucked him in, wondering why he had just done that. Bill was completely unaware of his new lease on life, unconscious as he was. He stirred but did not awaken, shifting on the bed.
 
Tris found himself smiling, watching the bunny sleep. He couldn't figure out why he felt like this, there was no reason for him to. Maybe this time-- Tris' thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. He rolled his eyes and went to the door, not caring that his flaccid cock was dripping leftover cum as it swayed between his knees. He opened it to reveal Chuck and David standing in the hallway. "What?" he asked, unashamed of his nakedness.
 
"Oh, hi, uh-- Whoa," said Chuck as he found himself staring down at Tris' dripping, unerect member. Tris looked down at the two furres with a smirk as they stared at his person, or more specifically, his package. The fox licked his lips, feeling himself getting instantly hard in his jeans, and he momentarily forgot why he'd come here. A nudge from behind from David snapped him out of his lust-induced stupor and he shook his head, composing himself. "Uh, listen, we're sorry to bother you, but we really need to get outta here and we were wondering if we could have our friend back?"
 
Tris frowned slightly. "I think he should sleep here tonight. I'll make sure he gets to work on time tomorrow--" He gasped.
 
The other two anthros blinked at the gasp. "Hey, dude, you okay?" asked David.
 
Tris did not reply. His cock felt funny. Out of his cumslit fell a small metal ring, as if from a piercing. It thunked to the floor loudly and bounced, flinging cum, before settling between Chuck's feet. Hearing something metallic clinking on the floor he and David looked down to behold the cock ring they had seen in Bill's member earlier when Tris had taken his briefs off onstage. They were both utterly confused. Chuck looked from the ring to Bill sleeping in the bed, then to the ring again, and then back to Bill. "Hey, wait a minute, that's Bill's Prince Albert!" he said, pointing down at it. "The only way it could've come off is if it got ripped off... and what in the name of all that's holy was it doing in your cock?!"
 
"I just can't get a break, can I?" Tris looked heavenward for a moment, before grabbing both furres and dragging them into his room. "Hey!" they both cried out in unison. Tris nudged the door closed with his foot and then threw both fox and cat to the floor. David clunked his head against Tris' armchair and was knocked silly, while Chuck suddenly found Tris atop him as he straddled the fox and began to rip his clothes off. "Do you believe in magic?" he asked, slyly. "I hope you do."
 
"What are you doing?!" Chuck demanded, eyes wide, completely unsure what Tris meant by magic. "What do you mean? What kind of magic?"
 
Tris' eyes begin to practically glow red as he takes one paw and massages his jaw. He then grinned down, showing his large fangs to the fox. "This kind." His voice was darker, more threatening than before as his eyes actually started to glow. He gaped his mouth wide enough to take in the fox's head.
 
"No!" cried Chuck fearfully as his head was unceremoniously shoved into Tris' gaping maw. The fox struggled for all he was worth, which wasn't much.
 
Tris pinned the fox's arms to his sides as he gulped over his shoulders, before gulping down his torso. He slid his paws down to the fox's paws as he gulped again. Chuck's muffled cries filled the room as Tris consumed him, gobbling the struggling vulpine up as easily as one would a sub sandwich. The fox was now in Tris' maw up to his waist, arms pinned to his sides, kicking his legs and thrashing in Tris' gullet. Tris threw back his head and took the fox in to his knees in one fell gulp. Strangely the bulge of the fox in his body ended at his sternum, when it should have been to his abdomen, but it faded as it traveled from his neck. Kicking weakly, Chuck's legs slid inexorably down into Tris' mouth.
 
David, meanwhile, could only sit there, dazed, holding his head. He came to his senses finally, shaking the dizziness away, blinking as he beheld the sight of Tris standing there with a fox's legs disappearing down into his upturned maw, but with no visible bulge! He let loose a scream, but unknown to his two victims Tris had cast a silence spell over the dressing room. Their screams would fall on deaf ears.
 
Their screams WERE heard, however, by Bill. He slowly stirred and sat up in bed, blinking. The orange-haired rabbit squinted, seeing only the blurry figure of Tris standing there. His mind was as fuzzy as his vision. In the back of his mind he knew he'd just experienced something completely out of this world and that he was lucky to be alive, but at the moment it was lost to him. David, seeing Bill awaken, called out to him. "Bill!" he cried. "Do something! That damn hare is a maniac! A monster H-he just ate Chuck!" Bill groped for his glasses on the bedside table, amazed he knew where to look for them, and put them on. He gasped aloud as his vision became crystal clear and he beheld the sight of Chuck's footpaws and tailtip vanishing down into Tris' jaws.
 
Tris swallowed Chuck down and sighed. He would have liked to not wake the bunny up with this, but now he had no choice but to grab David, strip him, and down him as fast as he could. He grabbed the cat and tore his shirt off, before taking him in to his chest in one glomp.
 
"Don't!" pleaded David as he was seized, stripped, and then stuffed into the hare's mouth.
 
Bill sat in the bed, gripping the sheets tightly and holding them up to his bare chest, eyes wide behind his glasses as he watched his other friend getting eaten by the dancer. Tris took a moment to remove David's pants before gulping him up to his waist. Once again, no bulge was visible lower than his sternum. Memories of being consumed by Tris' cock earlier came flooding back to the rabbit's mind, and he began shaking his head in denial as he could only sit there and watch David getting devoured, too afraid to move to help him. David, for his part, put up a truly fierce fight, much moreso than Chuck had. Clearly, he was determined to make Tris work for his meal. Tris grabbed the cat's flailing legs and pressed them together, before using this leverage to stuff them into his maw. David's legs vanished into the hungry hare's maw, leaving only his footpaws outside. As he did so, he tried to think of something to tell Bill that wouldn't make him have to eat him permanently. For some reason he couldn't understand, he wanted to keep Bill.
 
Bill opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out except a small squeak. Tris took the cat's footpaws into his mouth and swallowed him down to join the fox. David slid out of side and went down into Tris' stomach where he immediately bumped into Chuck. The fox and cat squirmed desperately to no avail. Tris then looked over at Bill and sighed. Still clutching the sheet to himself to hide his nakedness, Bill whimpered and scooted away from Tris as he approached, huddling against the wall. "Please don't eat me," he whimpered.
 
Tris stood, feeling a strong feeling of sadness at Bill's fear. He had no rational reason behind it. But he also had a sudden urge to comfort the bunny. He slipped onto the bed. He thought for words, and when none came, gently embraced Bill. As Tris held the smaller rabbit to him, he could feel how scared he was. His heart was thudding in his chest, chest heaving. Tris could hear the very blood pumping all too quicky in his veins, feel his heart fluttering, so, ever so gently, he began to stroke Bill's headfur, cooing softly. In the back of his mind a voice was asking, "Why are you doing this?" Somehow, feeling the hare's strong arms around him make the nerdy bunny calm down somewhat.
 
Finally, Bill found the courage to speak. "Y-you ate them," he said.
 
Tris nodded slowly, "Yes. Yes I did." He continued to hold Bill and pet him gently.
 
"Why?" Bill whispered. For some reason, the rabbit was no longer afraid. He was still mildly worried, but the blind panic he'd felt a moment ago melted away under Tris' tender care.
 
Tris had been fearing that question, even though he knew it would invariably come. He sighed, gently stroking Bill's headfur. "Well, they saw evidence that what I did to you really happened and wasn't an illusion. I panicked, I guess..." Tris held Bill tighter without realising it and whispered, "I thought they would take you away..."
 
"T-take me away?" Bill said, blinking, looking up at Tris, utterly flabbergasted.
 
There was definitely some connection between him and the hare, but what it was he couldn't exactly put his finger on it. Tentatively, he nuzzle Tris' chest. Tris felt a wave of... He couldn't place the emotion as Bill nuzzled his chest. He slowly nodded, having realised it only as the words left his lips. He continued to pet Bill softly. Continuing to nuzzle Tris' chest, Bill's nose brushed gently over an exposed nipple a couple of times. Tris blushed as he realised he was growing erect from the contact to his nipples, not knowing what Bill's reaction to his cock would be after his first encounter with it.
 
Feeling something growing against his stomach, Bill looked down and meeped in surprise, remembering what the cock did to him last time. Somehow, though, he sensed that this time it meant him no harm. He WAS gay, after all, and a bit of a size queen, so the idea of a penis that huge obviously appealed to him. He reached down and gently began to stroke the member. Tris moaned softly as his cock stiffened in Bill's grasp, unwrapping his arms from the bunny to lean back, giving his cock, and Bill, more room. "It's beautiful," Bill said absently, stroking up and down the hardening length as he admired its ebony beauty.
 
Tris' cock slowly grew larger in Bill's grasp. The black skin grew taught, but it kept swelling and lengthening. Soon, the head was level with Bill's chin. Tris smiled, his eyes pools of blue-violet. Blinking behind his large glasses, Bill looked up at Tris, then back down at the cock. Slowly, egged on by some primal force, the small rabbit slowly opened his mouth and bent his head down, licking the head of the phallus. He closed his lips gently around the cockhead, suckling softly, his buck teeth gently brushing the top. Tris moaned quietly at the touch of the little bunny's soft tongue. He gently stroke Bill's ears and orange hair as the cock swelled at the attention, and the rabbit churred softly as he was stroked.
 
Tris muured deeply in pleasure as Bill took the cockhead into his mouth. The muur vibrated and reverberated through him, making his cock vibrate against the little bunny's buck teeth, eliciting a moan from himself. The chuuring from Bill also vibrated his cock, making it release a bit of pre for him. Bill had given head before, but there was some special about this cock. Something special about Tris. Something that made him be as gentle as possible, kneading the ebony cockflesh with his lips as he began to lower his muzzle further down onto the shaft, taking the hare's cock into his mouth. Tris let his eyes close slowly as his cock was slowly enveloped by the gentle massaging caress of Bill's mouth, his buck teeth brushing occassionally casuing a small jet of pre every time. He let his head fall back as one of his paws slid to support his weight. Something about Bill made him feel... right. For the first time in a long while.
 
The little orange-haired rabbit was so intoxicated by Tris' raging sex appeal he completely forgot that he'd just witnessed him eat his two friends alive in front of him. He caught the small jets of pre on his tongue and closed his lips around the middle of the shaft, sucking gently. Tris tried to remain upright with only one paw, hoping to continue stroking Bill's ears, but his arm weakend from pleasure and the other one had to join it in supporing him as his cock throbbed in Bill's mouth. Tris moaned deeply, his arms quivering from the weight of his torso, weakened by his sublime pleasure washing over his form. After a moment his arms failed and he fell to his back on the bed, writhing in rapture, all thoughts lost from his mind except for the pleasure, and the rabbit enducing it.
 
The small rabbit began to slowly bob his head up and down on Tris' cock, unaware of the effect he was having on the dancer. All he cared about right now was sucking on that beautiful cock. His murring continued to vibrate the cock as he suckled on it, slowly taking more and more of the ebony length into his mouth until his nose was tickled by Tris' pubes. His paws stroked over Tris' sexy smooth thighs as he sucked that hard length, sliding his tongue up and down the underside. It took all of Tris' strength to lift his paw and gently caress Bill as he worked on his cock, ruling his body with pleasure. He couldn't even get the strength up to hump the cute bunny mug. He groaned, unable to help nor hinder the application of pleasure to his cock. His mind near melted in the heat of the bliss washing over him, his cock releasing a steady stream of pre to Bill.
 
Bill sucked harder, kneading Tris' thighs as he sucked the pre straight from the cock like a big, meaty straw. The flow of pre began to thicken as Tris' cock twitched in Bill's maw, nearing orgasm. Bill removed his mouth from the cock and began to slowly lick up and down its ebny length, soaking it further in his saliva. Tris opened his eye slowly as his pre thinned out again. He moaned softly, "Nnnngh... cocktease..." he whispered, before his head fell back down to the bed.
 
The little nerdy rabbit grinned and suddenly deepthroated the dancer's member. Tris gasped and his hips bucked involentarily. His cock bucked in Bills throat and began to pump torrents of rich creamy semen into him. Bill meeped around the cock and closed his eyes, starting to swallow down the load he was given. Tris' cock continued to pump the massive load and would soon be filling Bill to the brim. At the back of his mind Tris knew that his cock would keep pumping well after that, and that would hurt the little bunny, and he didn't want that, but he couldn't pull away either. Bill began to feel his stomach fill up with all the cum, shocked at how much Tris could produce. Rather than risk exploding he pulled off of the cock, which sprayed hot thick cum all over the bunny. It splattered over his glasses and went in his hair, making him gasp in surprise and jump catch, catching the next few shots in his neck and chest.
 
Tris laid limply on the bed as shot after shot sprayed forth form his cock, his sac jerking just before each one, while Bill moaned and leaned back as his brown fur was painted white by the cumshots. After what seemed like an eternity of cum pumping forth from Tris' big black cock, the stream finally subsided and the cock flopped down, spent. Panting from the rush of it all, Bill flopped forwards, his cum-drenched form laying across Tris. "W-wow," he said. Everything within a few feet of the bed was dripping with shots of cum.
 
After a while of silent cuddling, Tris spoke quietly, "You're named Bill, right?"
 
Bill's ears perked up, and he removed his glasses, whose lenses were streaked with semen. After a moment he nodded slowly. "Yes," he said, swallowing nervously, remembering what had happened to Chuck and David not ten minutes ago.
 
"Short for William, I presume?" Tris now had the strength to move and gently sat Bill on his lap, softly licking the cum from his fur.
 
"Uh... uh-huh," Bill said, nodding as he suddenly found himself in Tris' lap. His cock was still hard, jutting from the small forest of orange pubic fur between the rabbit's thighs.
 
Tris' forked tongue cleaned Bill's fur efficiently, and in a few lick, the bunny's face was clean. "'Tis a good name..." The hare began to clean the rabbit's orange headfur with his long black tongue, mmmmming quietly at the mix of flavors: His own cum and the bunny's natural tastes.
 
The bunny blushed. "Th-thank you, sir," he replied, and while Tris licked his hair he brought his glasses to his lips and bgan to lick the lenses clean.
 
Tris smiled at this and finished Bill's headfur and long ears. "Are you happy with your life?" He began to lick at the bunny's slender neck, lowering his supporting paw to lean the rabbit back for easier access.
 
This question gave Bill some pause. Was he happy with his life? Idly he wondered what Tris had planned for him now; with a sudden dread Bill realized that Tris had never said he would not eat him as he had Chuck and David. He leaned his head back as Tris' forked tongue lapped across his neck, and the feeling upon him was soothing, but it was also a reminder of what could be his final fate. Bill shuddered softly as he remembered watching David's entire demise at Tris' hands-- or rather his mouth. He finally spoke, choosing his words carefully. "N-not really," he said, then swiftly added, almost panicking, "But that doesn't mean I want to die or anything. My life... my job... it's just all so dull."
 
Tris frowned at the word "die" but his face was at such an angle where this wouldn't be seen by the bunny. "I didn't ask whether you wanted to die," he said. He started on Bill's slender chest. "But I now ask you wether you want to truely live..." His paw reached down and began to stroke the erect lapine cock.
 
"W-well, I-- Unh!" Bill gasped as he felt a gentle carress of his erect penis, looking down to watch the paw stroking his bunnyhood. Licking his lips and swallowing nervously, he nodded. "Y-yes..."
 
His strokes became firmer as his tongue strayed across Bill's cumsplattered nipple. "Good bunny. Another question:" He licked across the other nipple as his paw began to jack at the bunnycock in earnest, "More accurately a proposition."
 
The little bunny whimpered as Tris began to masturbate him. "I, uh, okay..." was all he was able to say at the moment.
 
Part of Tris wondered if it was fair to ask something of the bunny in his present condition when tomorrow he may regret his decision. The other part replied that if he didn't do it this way, the bunny may regret turning him down for the rest of his life. Tris finished cleaning Bill's tummy and nuzzled the cute rabbit as his paw was practically a blur on the lapine member. "Serve me." He looked straight in Bill's eyes, his own turning a soft blue. His soft pawpads carressed the bunnycock as he slowed down the strokes to a teasingly slowlrate, occassionally squeesing. "Serve me and I will show you all the wonders of this world and others, grant you strength beyond your present comprehension, and bring you endless nights of pleasure."
 
Bill began to thrust his hips in time to Tris' jacking, panting softly, his mind awash with sexual pleasure. "S-serve you...? As your-- your slave?" he managed to gasp. His orgasm was close; he could feel the beginnings of climax deep in his balls, an unmistable itching sensation that had the bunny panting more rapidly, more high-pitched, until he sounded exactly like a female in heat, crying out in short little gasps.
 
"In a sense. You will be allowed to do as you wish outside of my commands, however." His soft paw carressed over your thrusting cock, teasingly trying to hold you on the edge of orgasm as you give your answer.
 
"Oh... ohhh..." Bill panted. "I--I-- YES!" he cried. He suddenly squealed piercingly and hit his climax. His cock twitched once, then the head seemed to bulge, and the cumslit opened and began to shoot thick ropes of bunny jizz.
 
Tris held his paw in such a way as to catch the whole load of bunny spunk on it. Bill flopped back but was held up by Tris' paw on the small of his back, his eyes closed, thin chest rising and falling. The hare smiled gently and then Bill's orgasm was over he positioned the paw in front of Bill's mouth, silently ordering him to lick his paw clean. Bill's nose twitched, smelling cum. Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was Tris' cum-covered paw. He looked questioningly at Tris a moment, before slowly he sat up a sit, opening his mouth and sliding his tongue out. The tongue began to lick at the paw, making Tris smile approvingly as Bill's tongue began licking up his own cum. He licked Tris' paw until it was devoid of any trace of his cum, smacking his lips happily.
 
Tris grinned and used his newly clean, yet moist, paw to pet Bill's drying headfur and scritch behind the bunny's long ears. Bill churrred softly in response to the scritchings, leaning up and wrapping his arms around Tris, hugging him gently. He nuzzled Bill gently. "Let's get you home," he said. He shifted his paw and lifted Bill gently as he slid off the bed. He held the small bunny to his chest genly as he walked to the coat rack.
 
"Home," Bill repeated absently. He just now realized that there was something oddly familiar about Tris. He couldn't put his finger on it, though; something distant.
 
Tris gently whispered something in a language Bill couldn't understand and the air in the room lifted his long coat as if from a strong wind and set it lightly across his shoulders. "I own an apartment down the street," he told him.
 
The orange-haired lapine clung to Tris, and seeing the hare retrieve a coat made him remember that he was in fact completely naked. "Uh, Tris?" he piped up, looking up at the taller hare and replacing his glasses. "C-could we maybe get my clothes off the stage on the way out, provided they're still there?"
 
Tris blinked and smiled, turning, "Of course, Bill. I'm sure they're still there. The janatorial services aren't widely reknowned here you know." He carried Bill back over to where the fire pole extended from the stage and pressed the button that opens the iris in the floor.
 
Bill looked down through the hole at the stage below. Indeed, his dress shirt, pants and necktie were still on the stage. "Uh, I'm assuming we have to slide down..."
 
"Hold on tight." Tris grabbed the pole with one paw an jumped, wrapping his footpaws around the pole as well. He slid down, holding Bill close, and landed with Bill's feet dangling a little above the ground. He lowered the bunny so that his feet touched the ground and then released him slowly, making sure he was strong enough to stand on his own.
 
The short fall made Bill's stomach do flip-flops, and he was a bit wobbly when Tris set him down and had to lean against Tris for a moment. But then he recovered and stepped away from the hare, taking a moment to look around as he stood onstage buck-assed naked. Thankfully, the club had long since closed and all the patrons had gone home so there was no one around to see the scrawny, puanchy rabbit in the buff. He found his pants but not his underwear; apparently someone in the audience had taken those as a souvinier. Grumbling at the loss, Bill pulled his trousers on and buckled the belt, then retrieved his white dress shirt and his tie. He slipped the shirt on and did all of the buttons except the top four, but didn't bother with the tie for now.
 
He smiled as he adjusted himself, then hopped down off the stage and onto the dancefloor, taking much the same route he'd taken coming to his destiny earlier. Tris followed and quickly overtook Bill, before opening the door and holding it open after himself politely for Bill. Bill smiled at Tris' politeness as the door was held open for him. "Thank you," he said, and they left the club together, passing the same poster out front advertising the lepine dancer: Tris, Pure Lust.
 
The End