Wabbit Season! For Scourger X

Okay the situation was surreal here, John was no stranger to having had a tussle in a unique location or with a unique foe. But this double whammy was increased further by the fact that it was well......his sexy muse and girlfriend who seemed intent on making herself a pesky but again very sexy rabbit lady that wanted to take his carrot without trading and attempting to knock the hooman off the perch of the food chain! And it seemed that Koto had been picking up some new skills from somewhere, granted when they sparred neither really went full out and their spars more often than not devolved into sweet TLC for both~

But Koto was feeling different a tad here, it seemed she was far more assertive in this bout if her bunny believing mindset was anything to go by, the idol was putting in the work and making sure John knew that he was one bad hooman!

He was already muttering "O-ooooh your a bad bunny for sure.....huh?!" the artist's mutterings were cut off as he suddenly was facing that perfect ass with its perfect cottontail that served as a sensually lethal distraction that could make any hooman cease their activity.

Those were no moons, they weren't space stations. They were the oh, so familiar cheeks of Koto that John was allllllll too familiar with, often serving as better than any . And then blam! Koto brought them forward and bashed them right into her boytoy's face, eclipsing John's face and sending him crashing down to the mat with her plush yet firm cheeks really on the lad now as he was put into the rabbit's nesting cheeks there as he let out a loud "Mmpmpffphp?!" as he struggled there in vain as his head was throbbing and rocked by Koto's lunging hip assault as he was eating ass quite clearly now!

Kotone was, by pure logic going from her work, very much an arrogant woman, not that it meant that she was the sort of person that is insufferable or that thought she was above everyone else. She was well-adjusted in that sense. No, she was arrogant with the spotlight: She was quite jealous when someone had more fans when they were similar to her, or when her family didn't paid attention to her (mostly her mother, but that's a story for later) and of course, when her boyfriend didn't paid as much attention to her. She didn't mind that he was a nice guy to other girls, or that those girls would try to get "friendly" with him because of it. But when he suddenly started to put other wenches above her for no-reason... That did ticked her the heck up!

And if getting his attention meant that she had to get in on his face, she'd do it! Quite literally as John was about to find out:

"Mmmmh- I don't think that you can talk with your mouth full of cotton~" She said, breaking character and leaving the "hooman" or "wabbit" out for a few minutes. She couldn't focus on that when he was beneath her to be entirely honest. This wasn't a weird position for the both of them, at the start she started to sit on his face anytime she managed to catch him off guard (mostly when he was sleeping~). But that was different to what was happening right now. Up until now she knew he would be able to get her off anytime she was riding his head, but he didn't until oxygen was becoming scarce. Now? Now she seated herself in his handsome features fair and square! And she didn't intended to leave until she was entirely satisfied, even if she would have to play the mechanic bull!

"You know... I think that I'm not as bad if... What I'm doing is to your liking~" The riding rabbit said between moans, referring to the ever-so-growing bulge in John's boxers. She even stretched her leg to make her stocking-covered foot towards it to feel how hard it was getting, giggling when she saw it twitch at the touch of her toes, it only encouraged her to move her ass in circles even further, by this point the bunny suit probably had been wedged in her cheeks thanks to John's face pushing it deeper and deeper while she laughed louder and louder by the second. She really planned to keep this going, it was a special occasion after all, and she had to use his face while it still was only her butt that he'd be eating.

Speaking of John, who was probably in his way to heaven as Kotone was having the time of her life, if he had any lucidity in him, he'd may even be able to hear another girly tee-hee beneath in the mat...

If there was one thing that the artist was overtly familiar with it was his muse's measurements, he could recite them in inches, centimetres and knew for a fact that the so called 'official' measurements of the idol were a misnomer truth be told. Koto made certain of that from the many, many times she had managed to act as his informal and lovely alarm clock in the morning by sitting on his face that he could recall each inch of those curves.

Or the times where he'd give Koto foot massages, in particular when they roleplayed with him as a brave warrior made to serve a Babylonian goddess of love with proper worship~ Or the times they showered together and John gave her chest a really good lathering and swore he could feel them growing inch by inch as weeks went on.

Perhaps it was because of all of this that when he was made to eat the rabbit gal's booty cakes John was going rather limp there, it was true there with Koto's words that it was cotton on top there too. Something was telling John that Koto wasn't getting up from him anytime soon like in their morning routines, no this rabbit was gonna try and smother out the hooman and prove her dominance! John started to writhe in her posterior but Koto was good at dancing and it made it hard to escape.......Did he want to escape even? Perhaps all he needed was to just cuddle the rabbit's thicc cheeks.....

Adding to hard things his third leg had already been saluting the rabbit, showing that he had a very good carrot to offer to this bluenetted rabbit that assailed him. It would be impossible to not have done so given her fetching figure and then she caressed it with her sole, that really sent him into overdrive and Koto's words were further proven true. Not that John would ever stay mad at her of course, as he was reminded with how she'd often as a goddess of love reward him with sweet release with them. He moaned and groaned into her ass cheeks as her leotard would surely ride up as John got air deprived and started to plant kisses to her wabbity rear end. He swore he could hear a faint giggle there......but was that just him going loopy from lack of air?

Kotone's measurements were pretty much "nerfed" on any official board, mostly to please the Japanese standard for beauty that an Idol must abide. But as John knew~ The bluenette girl took a level of pride in the roundness and firmness of her caboose. She surely had to thank her training with the legs for that, and she made sure to keep her butt in shape, quite literally. For this exact same reason, she was quite fond of teasing her love with it~ Now giving the artist a facesit that he'll surely remember.

In all honesty, Koto may have thought that she proved her point here, John was dominated underneath her plush backside and his raising manhood seemed to prove that he was enjoying every second of it no matter how much he seemed to squirm and beg to be allowed to breath~ The bluenette rabbit may have been convinced to end this match this way, but she had more things in store for the "hooman" in her power... Yet, she didn't seem to want to abandon her throne, continuing to get comfortable in his features with circular movements from her hips, like that feeling of not wanting to get out of bed.

"I think you got a little carried away there bud"

That was until she heard that gentle voice, along some footsteps behind her, she turned her head as much as she could to see the other person there with them. Only one person was able to move so gracefully for her not to sense her presence until she was besides her. It was a redhaired woman with blue eyes and a curvaceous body, hugged specially tight by another one of those bunny-girl outfits, and boy was she well developed, specially the thick hips that she carried. If Koto was able to almost swallow John's entire head with her derriere, that woman would be able to handle two other heads as well. Koto unmounted herself from the man's face and let him get the air he probably needed to this point, allowing his eyes to also get used to the lights again and get a good look at his next problem...

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"Oh... Damn, I really did, didn't I? Sorry Joon" "It's okay. But... Is he gonna be able to continue?"

The mysterious woman, called by Koto as Joon, said with concern as she bended over to get a good look at the recently-smothered John, giving him also the neat view of her cleavage, also bigger than Koto's developing and still-growing balloons. "He's gonna be just fine! He's a tough cookie this one. I tell you, and besides, he isn't one to leave a girl unsatisfied, right Jo-oooh... I mean, a Bunny! He's a hooman we must harvest!" "Are we doing those voices for real? Thought you were kidding" "The bunny don't Kid!" Joon groaned a bit, but also laughed while she awaited John to get back up patiently, all of this while Koto seemed to get out of sight for... God knows what.

"Oh, sorry if we haven't been introduced. My name's Dang Joon-hee. Please call me Joon, pleased to make your acquaintance" The girl said with a friendly grin that screamed girl-next-door vibes. "I am a... Rabbit, and you're a human and for that we must dance until we make a masterpiece that we can be proud of!" She said, with a completely deadpan serious tone, like the thing she just said made all the sense in the world.

"Wabbit two is here to hunt the human carrot as well! That's what matters, but she is a rookie bunny and for that. Hooman will be given a handicap~" Koto "translated", getting behind John and patting Joon's shoulder, as if tagging her, but that wasn't all she did. Before John was given any time to register any of the things that were happening, he'd notice how his girlfriend just cuffed his hands when he wasn't looking. If successful, Koto would hop out of the ring, not before giving a word of encouragement to the two of them, or perhaps both of them...

"Good luck! Break a Rabbit's foot!"

Well John was realllllllly having to cope with a major of case of booty on the brain now, it wasn't the first time that he had this status ailment inflicted onto him sure but it felt........different this time around. Perhaps it was the rabbit leotard that Koto was wearing, perhaps it was her being a bit more forceful in her sitting on him, perhaps it was just........both of that and her natural inclination to sit on him? Probably all of that, still John would often be more than eager to let Koto sit on him unless it was a spar, which they usually had focused on combat......this was sorta combat but the rabbit booty was making his mind fog up as he seemingly embraced his fate and started to smooch Koto's booty all over~

In fact the artist was thisssssss close to moving right into the shadow realm thanks to that cottontailed booty when suddenly after he gave it one last smooch it was shuffled off from him.......Was it morning already? She did love to wake him up in the weekend with that........Still John sucked in a couple of breaths of air as he had a slumped expression on his face, one of delirious contentment even as he was vaguely aware that it seemed......another bunny had entered into this little warren. About the same height but this lady looked to be a warm hearted, rose haired sweetie. She seemed more grounded as Koto got back into character to prover the hooman was in their lair~

"Wuhhh?......" John murmured out in his stunned state, yet his silence wasn't just because of him regaining self awareness. No it was also the lady's beauty, she was also a very lovely bunny called Joon it seemed! John was starting to regain his awareness and darted his eyes up from her hooman enticing funbags to her sweet features, it actually seemed to wake him up a bit more as he stood up and blushed hard at her before saying "Y-Yeah l-let's huh?!"

John was jolted fully awake as he realised.......his hands were cuffed! Behind his back! By a pair of fluffy rabbit themed handcuffs! Okay it might not have been the first time he'd been cuffed but damn it took him off guard, Joon was certainly getting a handicap thanks to John's masterfully crafted artistic hands being denied here. He looked at Koto with a mixture of confusion and dismay before trying to run right at Joon with a shoulder tackle attempt, even blurting out with "This hooman won't take no bunny guff!"

Upon showing to the unfortunate boy that this match was far from a fair 'bout, both bunnies expected him to be thrown into despair. Kotone knows that upon finding herself in a similar scenario, she would freak out. But John proved to be braver than that thankfully. Which was to be expected of her love, but also... Probably even better, since it would mean that there was the chance to have more fun if he fought back! "Woooooh! You got this!" She said, ambiguous on purpose whether she was cheering for her bunny pal or the evil human.

Joon on the other hand wasn't as thrilled about this, she wasn't lacking in training thanks to Kotone and her friends, and John definitely was in the rough with both hands handcuffed down. But the Korean girl wasn't a fool, she was well aware that the attractive man that she was facing was also a strong fighter with a championship and years of experience behind him. Thing that only made her sweat a bit in anticipation. Her rabbit ears trembling a bit from her movements while the skintight bunny suit didn't do much to stop her chest from  perking up at each nervous breath she took "Don't be gentle sir... Hooman sir, I can take it!"

Even if she put on a brave façade for that last bit, the redhead would give a much more honest girly scream when she was tackled down to the ground by the Scribe, making her yelp, it... Definitely hurt less than she expected, even if having such a specimen on top of her didn't sound that bad~ She knew that things could go for the worst if she didn't took action pronto!

"Yeah... That's more or less what I was expecting..."

She said, staring at the man and taking his broad shoulders to lift him just enough to allow her tights-clad legs around his muscular torso, showing that those sexy legs were not only for display! She would lock him up tight with them, making sure to bring some level of pain to him with her muscled (yet, soft and comfortable) thighs. "But I am pretty sure you weren't expecting that one, right?!" She snarked at him, grabbing his neck to keep herself firm and squashing with the legs as hard as she could, which was no joke for a dancer such as herself. Even worst (or better, depending on your perspective) was that in the position they were, with Joon on her back and John face-down, he still would be able to get some control while she accidentally guided the side of his head towards her hefty bosom, feeling embarrassed and blushing because of it, but deciding to keeping him there, if only to ensure he would have a harder time wanting to escape her embrace~

Alrighty it was time for the so called round 2 of this and John was going to square off against this......really hot looking wabbit gal! Who was apparently going to need quite the handicap in order to have a chance at getting the hooman's carrot! Which was already growing again after the mercy the blue bunny showed there, but John sought to try and push past the temptations that these sensual pesky wabbits were trying to do here and show hooman dominance! Now he was going to do just that and pancake Joon on the mat and barrel her down, or so the hooman thought at least~

Joon seemed to roll with the blow in a sense, proving that she could adjust like a leaf down a river around a rock. The next thing John knew there was a pair of lovely yet lethal wabbit legs getting wrapped around his waist as he was moved down into the mat there. "Nghn!" John grunted out as he felt the pain wrap around his ribs there, but it could have been worse arguably. Namely because it had the artist getting quite intimate with the new rabbit girl there and getting a heaping faceful of wabbit boobies!

"M-mPnphphp?!" John moaned in a muffled manner there as he was brought in for a sort of hug with Joon there, even with this meeting he could already tell she had to have been more stacked surely than Koto had been! An artist like him couldn't help but admire such a masterfully crafted pair of breasts truth be told......since Koto was so eager to have him sat on earlier he figured he could return the favour by worshipping Joon's massive funbags here.

The new rabbit would feel him start to really nuzzle into her bosom and start kissing and licking her exposed skin......while at the same time trying to rock about in her embrace to try and hopefully find a way to secure some better air for himself before he reeeeallly got into a worshipping mindset!

In a very deep show of dominance, Joon would bring her rather hefty bust to smother slightly the handsome face of John softly, yet firmly as she robbed him of his freedom to breath (in a small manner, since half of his head was still free from the redheaded bunny's fluffbags~) And even so, her face was beginning to gain a shade of red that almost made her camouflage with her hair. She really was doing this on behalf that Koto forced advised her to do so. And while feeling this hunk's breathing against her skin, sniffing her supple skin while she kept him ground in there. was strange... She certainly didn't dislike the feeling~

"That's right Joon! Show this insubordinate human that bunnies have nice chests as well~!" Her friend's cheering of her humiliating smothering definitely put a flame underneath the dancer, who thought of keeping the hooman pinned there until... "Aaaaaahhh~! Wh-What do you think you're... Aaaaaaah~!!!" This obviously, turned against her once John started to reciprocate her smothering attack with his lips and tongue~ Blushing even more intensely and even starting to moan like she's never moaned before. Joon would recoil by reflex, giving the captive artist some room to catch his breath.

"No Bunny Joon! Don't show the male hooman any weakness! You're a proud Wabbit! Frigging act like it!!!" Koto scolded her former teacher (Even if using terms like "hooman" or "wabbit" softened the harshness of it)  for letting something like some kisses get the better of her. Joon was still covering her breasts embarrassed, but she still would comply to the other rabbit, trying to grab John and roll him around in the mat alongside her. The dancer's mission was to end up on top of the hooman with that. And if she managed to make it happen, the girl would lift up her round and big rump to the skies, as if it were a flag, putting her feet firmly at each side of the body of her captive, and with that bizarre show of dexterity distracting him. Joon would attempt to plant her massive boobies on John's head once again, this time trying to fully engulf his features with her soft tits, only this time it was with the move she called "Crystal Prison", or as Koto called it in that disguise as: "Cotton Prison"

"Yeeeeeeeah!!! That's right! Show him that we bunnies also have cotton in the front!!!"

Okay John was going to be making a good escape here he thought to himself, the artist had the feeling that Joon might maybe loosen her grip if he played more coy there by worshipping her breasts. Okay he was going to do that anyway but that was beside the point!

The redhead's bosom was a pair of ballistics to be certain, but if he could just wriggle enough he might get a chance......he could vaguely hear Koto encouraging the rabbit showing that they had fluffy fronts and behinds! John might have agreed were he not fighting for dear air there, still it seemed his worshipping there was starting to fluster Joon it seemed. Enough to get a chance to possibly get some air, John took a deep breath and felt better instantly.......

But Koto's shouting like a rabbit army sergeant there would remind Joon that she would need to tame this powerful hooman that was daring to step into the warren! Well that was good encouragement if anything else if John's training of her was anything to go be and Joon gamely rode out John's struggles and he felt her shift above him as she then spread her sexy thighs upwards and flagpoled her behind. Speaking of flags all this intimate contact was reallllllly making something else rise in the artist's trunks, but he was struggling hard here.......

Out of desperation he'd try to grab at her arms and try to get his legs moving underneath Joon, the artist would huff and moan and kiss the redhead's mighty bosom. He just needed to try and hold on and eventually attempt to overpower Joon in this exchange as he started to grab at her arms too and flex his muscled biceps as hard as he could in the process!

Joon wasn't one to normally be against flaunting her womanly curves~ She was a free spirit and a firm believer that eroticism was another form of art, and boy was her body a masterpiece~ And yet, here she was, all red and trembling upon keeping John pinned there with her big bust. She moaned while she huffed and puffed to dear life before she started to feel the wet and exciting kisses of the hooman on the flawless skin of her cristal-clear bosom. She wasn't specially embarrassed because of embarrassment, but in reality, she was enjoying this quite a great deal. She didn't thought that being so direct could feel so good!

"Mmmmmmmmh~! Mmmmmmm~~~" Indeed, just as she predicted already, the pesky hooman began to plant his lips aaaaall over her big breasts, and even if she did made quite a good amount of fuss over the feeling, she wouldn't quiver so easily this time! "That's right bun! You're amazing! Get that hooman carrot growing so we can harvest it Wabbit~!" Koto said from the sidelines while she licked her whiskers in anticipation, preparing outside of the ring. Something told her that she'd get the chance to join in on the fun...

Meanwhile, Joon could only keep her mind off the pleasure that this artist scribbled all through her titty-flesh with his muzzle~ Making her legs tremble and spasm a bit in there while her glutes tightened to keep on to the Jack-O pose. But even if she was making a remarcable attempt of soldiering through it all, she couldn't hold still for much longer! "Aaaaaah~!~!~!" She made a tiny, small, minuscule slip, which weakened her stance just enough to open a window...