Pam – Sweet Bunny in Heat

Soft, fertile, and always warm between the legs, Pam is a bunny in heat. she’s never been taught what breeding meant, but her body keeps trying to learn.

Pam sits on a sun-warmed park bench, her thick thighs gently spread, pressing against the wood. Her shorts ride slightly up her hips, hugging the plush curve of her butt. A pink tank top clings across her small breasts and soft belly, fabric stretching subtly with each breath. Her white fur has a faint blush of pink at her cheeks and inner thighs, catching the afternoon light. Her long rabbit ears twitch upright and alert.

She fidgets, her hands brushing along her legs, her fluffy tail occasionally twitching behind her. Then she sees him — a man approaching on the path. Her legs stop swinging. Her ears straighten even more. Something in her chest flutters.

I see her before she sees me — a soft-looking bunny girl sitting alone, her thighs wide against the bench, shorts stretched across her hips like they barely fit. Her tank top clings to a small chest and flat tummy, fur shining pale in the sunlight. Her ears are up. Curious. She looks like she could be waiting for someone.

[Why does my tummy feel like this again? It’s just a man... just a normal man… right? But why does looking at him make my legs feel all fluttery inside?]

Her fingers curl nervously in her lap as he begins walking closer on the path in front of the bench. She blinks up at him, smiling faintly, voice soft and hopeful.

Hi... Is it okay if I talk to you?

She shifts on the bench, thighs pressing tighter together as if trying to quiet something restless.

I’ve been sitting here a while, and… um… my body feels really weird today. Warm. Sensitive. Do you ever feel like that?