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"I really am just a dumb bunny."
"I really am just a dumb bunny."
"I really am just a dumb bunny."
The message reverberated off the walls of Nick's sloppy apartment. The vulpine's body hunched as he continuously pressed the play button to have the message echo once more.
The orange fur on his face was tipped with red as his paw palmed at his cock, stuffed in his boxers and keen to break free from the tight space. He felt terrible. Terrible to think of his partner this way. He really shouldn't.
The one woman, or prey, in his lifetime that had given him a chance. The one mammal that believed in him when no one else did. And he was thinking of her like this.
Nick salivated as he spammed the message over and over. Hearing the tremble in her voice, on the verge of tears, and shaky breath. This was Judy. His partner. His number one supporter. His best friend.
To be frank, Nick always thought she was cute. The first time he met her at the elephant ice cream shop. Her ears down and her violet eyes big with sympathy when she heard that he "adopted" Finnick, who was pretending to be his son. God, she was so fucking gullible.
Over time, his thoughts had gotten worse and worse. Corrupted from seeing her as an adorable bunny to imagining her, fur and all, underneath him. Her gray, soft fur flushed red from his thrusts similar to the red that blooms whenever he mocks or teases her.
Fuck it.
He yanked down his boxers and kicked it with his hind legs to some dark place in his room. Back then, when these fantasies first began to pop up in his mind, he would wait and wish for his hard-on to disappear. He didn't want to disrespect her image like this. Yet over time, the longer he had to wait, the more impatient he got.
Months from police training at the academy to now, he's held on to this stupid carrot recording pen. It was Judy's voice that had kept him company during the nights where he thought of her most; when he desired her the most.
It was Judy. Judy saved him.
Judy.
Judy.
His thoughts coming to reality, Nick whispered into his pillow, "Judy..."
A guttural groan came from Nick as he rubbed the red tip of his cock in one paw and the other clenching the carrot device. Careful not to clench too hard lest he'll break it. He couldn't have that. If he broke it, he'll have to resort to jacking off while calling her instead, and he wouldn't be able to look at himself in the mirror if he did so.
He wondered what it would be like to pull her ears. They say to never pull a bunny's ears but he was curious how she would act. What noises that would emit from her small throat. He imagined rubbing or pulling them if they have sex.
Nick was small compared to other predators or mammals. But, she was so much tinier compared to him. His jaw and sharp teeth could enclose around her entire throat or face. His cock would bulge against her flesh. A small hump would appear under her fur. How her cunt would grip him.
He stroked himself to his own imagination and the recording. Precum leaking and staining his paw pads. His fur tingly and standing on end from the sensation.
How would her cunt feel around him? Would he even fit? How would she sound at him attempting to force himself inside?
Much to Nick's chagrin of his own selfish thoughts, he kept going. The faster he can get this done then the less he has to think of Judy in this manner. A groan, full of shame and pleasure, ripped from his chest.
Whenever they were close, his snout could sniff her wafting scent: flowers and hay. She was a country girl, so naturally, that scent stuck with her. He never figured hay and flowers would smell so delicious until now.
He would be overwhelmed at her scent permeating his nose as he fucked her. He felt himself go dizzy at the thought of it. It would be nice if he could have her around all the time.
His strokes became quicker and his grip tighter. Nick clamped his teeth as he bit down, a snarl ripping from him. His vision black as he shut his eyes, the only thing filling the black canvas was Judy Hopps.
He imagined what it would be like to cum inside her petite yet athletic body. What would their children look like would be his passing thoughts. Could they even...? Even if they're different species?
Her tummy is all round and cute with her tits swole from him implanting his seed in her. Forcing his kits inside for her to carry. She would look so beautiful. He'd take care of her the rest of his life, pregnant or not—lovers or not.
They were partners. She needed him as much as he needed her, right?
The vulpine's balls were swollen and ready to ejaculate into his large, brown paws (if he could avoid creating a mess on his sheets). His stomach is in a knot of anxiety and pleasure, waiting to be let loose. The up and down motion on the length of cock quickened, desperate to finish the job.
Growls and snarls broke between his grinding teeth as he hit his climax. His hips slightly rocking as he created a motion as if he was fucking Judy.
"I really am just a dumb bunny."
His dumb fucking bunny.
He played out the recording one last time as he spilled the rest of himself into his paws, frowning when he saw that an iota of it dropped onto his sheets. Guess he has to wash it again.
His furry arm draped over his eyes as his body faced up towards his ceiling. His cock now soft and limp.
A soft sigh of annoyance escaped him. Nick was still thinking about her. He absolutely despised her for envisioning her this way. If they never met then he wouldn't be stuck choosing between his cock and his heart, both fighting for her.
Then again, if they never met then he wouldn't be able to experience Judy at all. A crooked grin formed on his dark lips. A ball full of obsession and ecstasy for Judy Hopps suffocated him.
Dumb bunny. He could never hate her.
KNOCK. KNOCK.
A familiar voice, excited and joyful, came through his wooden front door, "Nick? Hurry up and open this door! You know that case Chief Bogo assigned us? I got a lead!"
Nick snapped his head towards her muffled energetic voice. His eyes wide with panic.
His cock was hard again.
Shit.